<?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-36237308</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:15:38.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x`destinesia-.xx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7091673707874521601</id><published>2009-04-22T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:55:03.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of no return</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Age 19?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdued wishlist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Guess what. This blog wont be updated til forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only those close to me wud know my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still under construction, tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;my point of no return&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7091673707874521601?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7091673707874521601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7091673707874521601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7091673707874521601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7091673707874521601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2009/04/point-of-no-return.html' title='Point of no return'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-2284229769234814261</id><published>2009-03-01T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:38:01.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Blog hasn't been updated since 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Await for my return...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-2284229769234814261?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2284229769234814261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=2284229769234814261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2284229769234814261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2284229769234814261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2009/03/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-761466245303840141</id><published>2008-07-13T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T15:02:39.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` empty `</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;i dont need friends who THINK they are friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i certainly dont need love from someone who dont appreciate me or dont want to love me as they say they wud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive exhausted evry effort out of me and im tired.&lt;br /&gt;empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im empty, u happy now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don do this to me when im abt to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-761466245303840141?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/761466245303840141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=761466245303840141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/761466245303840141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/761466245303840141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2008/07/empty.html' title='` empty `'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6148478857498475140</id><published>2008-02-23T23:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:38:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` Pissed ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im pissed bcz i have been waiting for 8 days for my phone. The long wait is not such a big issue. It's the customer service. The least they can do is inform me and let me know it will take longer or somethn. Cheebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came down to the care centre earlier today. The chinese girl behind the counter is so fucking idiotic. 1st: never greet me. No welcome, hi can I help you etc. 2nd: not even a fucking smile on her face. 3rd: no initiative to approach me. The way she talked to me also like can't be bothered and full of attitude. What kind of service is this? Pissing people off service got la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to complain to Nokia regarding this Chinese girl with short boyish hair and fringe dyed red. Very unfriendly face. Non-approachable. What makes it even worse, the staffs at Nokia Care Center Tampines Century Square do not wear a name tag. Most retail companies, the workers in the frontline wear a name tag seyy. Even McDonald's wear! I think Nokia afraid to show their workers' identity. In cases like complaints I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My god! Even in my company, my colleagues will get scolded for being rude to a customer seyy. No wonder Singapore's service standard dropped way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;I stood in line at the info counter. There was a couple in front of us, me and my sis. Then a lady from nowhere just walk straight in front (CUT QUEUE) and asked the Chinese girl regarding her phone. That is one mistake in her service. Just ignore what's happening in front of her. It's ok, I just let it past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lady walked off, I stood in front of this idiotic girl. I was waiting to be greeted. None given. Instead she just looked at the computer screen in front of her. Trying to be oblivious to her surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I began to approach her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi can I know when I can collect my phone?&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: (still no 'Hi how can I help you' etc shit) What's wrong with your phone? (-ask me like not happy, macam nak cari gaduh.-)&lt;br /&gt;Me: There is somethn wrong with the screen display.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: (with no eye contact) For that case, it usually takes 3 to 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, it has been 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: Well, it is only estimated to take 3 to 5 days. Its only an estimation. It may take longer. I do not know. You have to wait for our call.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can you at least check the status or somethn or tell me how long more it will take?&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: Where is your acknowledgement form? (macam sial. cannot ask in a nicer manner like 'Can i take a look at your acknowledgement form?')&lt;br /&gt;Me: -i pass the form to her&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: (-took the form and 'checked' the computer for i donno what, maybe just pretend to check so dat i can just go away. she passed back the form to me with 2 fingers folding the paper. like passing me a money note.-) It's not ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -still expecting somethn more than just "its not ready yet", i frowned at her took the paper and left.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im fucking pissed. This is the 2nd time I sent my phone there, and I have never been treated so low standard like this. The first time, the girl inform me and told me I can collect the next Tuesday after 5pm. Information Information! Hello? The idiotic chinese girl definitely donno what she is doing at the INFORMATION counter. Fuck her la, Im complaining to Nokia abt her. No name pon nvr mind. I can just call her Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to make sure the next time I come to your care centre, idiot, Im going to ask for your manager if he or she has received my complaint letter regarding your rude service. I think Nokia would rather sack you than have pissed off customers. My God! How the hell Nokia could have hired such an idiot like you. I curse you, that your eyes will roll all the way to the back, bcz you rolled your eyes at me. Cheebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6148478857498475140?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6148478857498475140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6148478857498475140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6148478857498475140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6148478857498475140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2008/02/pissed.html' title='`` Pissed ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6969604895953748836</id><published>2008-01-28T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:01:35.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` It's just how it is ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;He leaves evrythn to &lt;strong&gt;FATE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wudn`t try to change destiny, &lt;u&gt;at all&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6969604895953748836?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6969604895953748836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6969604895953748836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6969604895953748836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6969604895953748836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-just-how-it-is.html' title='`` It&apos;s just how it is ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-4903892714367612498</id><published>2008-01-02T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:12:08.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` I ain`t stupid ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Tho I was bitter on this new year mood, I wasn`t so bitter when I met up w my gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m reali very glad to see u again, Syahdah. Ur company has always been a sweet escape for me from all my troubles. It was fun to shop shop shop at MNG yday (: We didnt even realise the time. Tgk sini, tgk sana. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone`s been trying to cheer me up. Just bcz Im bitter, and im being bitter to dat someone. Tau takut. Kalau aku tk bitter, mesti kau tk fikir ada pape yg tak kena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ve been so bitter, I could shop all day on my own, without anyone`s company bcz the contentment I get is so much to throw away the bitterness in me. Noone to judge on what I`m buying, noone to make me wait, noone for me to keep waiting, noone for me to menyusahkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I`ve spent too much now, dat I dont think I have enough to get the surprise I planned for someone. Haishh. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Hangat-hangat taik ayam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I ain`t stupid ya noe. U can meet up wif other frens on such short notice, but yet can`t get back to me on when &lt;strong&gt;WE CAN MEET UP&lt;/strong&gt;? U`ve kept me waiting 1 mth plus already. It`s one thing to keep others waiting for an answer, and it`s another to fool someone. You know what? You can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; abt it. Happy new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-4903892714367612498?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4903892714367612498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=4903892714367612498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/4903892714367612498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/4903892714367612498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-aint-stupid.html' title='`` I ain`t stupid ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-1939406560641385445</id><published>2007-12-31T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:29:33.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` Why the new year is never happy for me ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Once my soulmate; once my confidant; once my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time now, 40 minutes to welcoming the new year, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vow I have faithfully kept to since 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve is not a day for me to celebrate, until he asks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethn I've wanted, patiently waited till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm only waiting onto somethn impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It nvr happened, even till 2008 slips in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nvr thinks of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes years for a fool to realise dat waiting this long is utterly idiotic and pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool. A sad idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to tell me, not to feel this way, do this or anythn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my vow, my decision. And I stick to what I strongly believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my choice, whether I wanna feel this way every NY eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my choice, whether I feel like going out and dance the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this time around, Im alone at home, listening to Sakura Drops (Utada Hikaru).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be on replay for the gazillionth time, and Im still not sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my sorrow is drowned, it will keep spinning in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I fell asleep crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as he doesnt know of my vow, and what I have kept to myself all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now known to all, it doesnt matter bcz he still doesnt know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to not celebrate the New Year, even without him. Even if one day he finally asks. Bcz I already know, what belongs to me and what dont. I already know what is meant for me and what will be given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me hard when I realised where I stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know where I stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;No where. I don't hold a special place in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant brainwash this on my own; it keeps slipping off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind of which has not much traces of memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;What was my resolution last yr anw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks. I cant rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shud it be this yr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy? Be healthy? Be single forever? Be wasted? Dont fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila kaper aku niiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll make my firm decision now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by sakura drops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall write down the first 2 lines of the song, in English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Fall in love; then it ends.&lt;br /&gt;I swear: This will be my last heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And dat is why the new year is nvr happy for me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-1939406560641385445?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1939406560641385445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=1939406560641385445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1939406560641385445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1939406560641385445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-new-year-is-never-happy-for-me.html' title='`` Why the new year is never happy for me ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6268650896099290617</id><published>2007-12-22T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T14:20:00.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` Why friendship to me is never forever ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;I`ve had friends. Good and bad. Funny and sad. Happy and mad. All sorts. But not all reali qualify the meaning of a true friend. Even the ones who get to hold titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many &lt;strong&gt;"bestfriends"&lt;/strong&gt; came and went. So i guess, they shudnt be entitled to dat label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Currently, one of my &lt;strong&gt;"bestfriends"&lt;/strong&gt; hasn't even bothered to contact w me since her bday which was in March. When I finally bumped into her and I asked her where has she gone to, she simply said, we talk later ok? Ya, and the sms or call nvr came. Dont question why Im d one who didnt contact her. She don even reply to my smses. The other one promises to send me those photos of our last time together, but let me see, it has already been 3 months. I can guarantee u, dat 3 months will soon turn to 3 years. Im not kidding. Kata &lt;strong&gt;"bestfriends&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if Im not wrong I have like another.. 2 &lt;strong&gt;"bestfriends"&lt;/strong&gt; whom I've known quite long. They don even bother to keep in touch. And let me say this, "I'm busy with work/my life" is just a stupid excuse. Ur not the only one in the world who is busy and have a life. Dont be selfish. Why do I even bother keeping i touch when our conversations go like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Me: Hello! What u doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"BF": Not much, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Me: Ouh, takda, nak tanya je khabar.. How r u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"BF": Im fine, thks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Me: Are u free this wkend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Im lucky, I get a reply to dat qns. But usuali, the convo ends there. This is what I call the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"DONT BOTHER"&lt;/span&gt; attitude. Where you noe, they only answer what ur asking them, not out of interest, but out of politeness and rightness. Like "have you eaten? -yes.", "what u doing? -watch tv." etc.. Sometimes, i think they sound like a robot, programmed to answer qns w simple replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I know &lt;strong&gt;"bestfriends"&lt;/strong&gt; dont realli function as they say they are, I have quite a no. of gd friends. I dont dare to start calling them bestfriend or anythn like dat just so they don start having the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"DONT BOTHER"&lt;/span&gt; attitude. They are realli gd friends. But this r'ship is very vulnerable. Simple or petty things can just cause a rift. And especially external things, nothing to do w us. It maybe bcz of some work, some other friends, some backstabbers, and the friendship is over. And usuali, this &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; the r'ship i treasure most bcz im able to not expect so much but yet what we share makes us happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me sad abt the good friends, i treat them just as gd as &lt;strong&gt;"bestfriends"&lt;/strong&gt;. They always have my back. They will always have my time. Anytime, anywhere, Im there. But when we have a small argument and it creates a distance btwn us, my gd friend moves on to other friends whom usuali was disliked. And den &lt;em&gt;poof!&lt;/em&gt; They are as close as sisters. N there I am, looking like an idiot. Why? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Im walking ard w a knife stuck in my back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; As if I wasnt bleeding enough, my gd friend can even act as if nothing happen. I wonder how can one turn so cruel and cold. Maybe, it gives them a sense of achievement to see me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Sometimes, I wonder. When Im finally happy without anyone's crap, they come back n say dat I have always been there for them, and dat I didnt do anythn wrong except being a gd person to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali have been there, done dat. Dats y friendship is not forever to me. Its a matter of understanding the meaning of &lt;strong&gt;'friend'&lt;/strong&gt; and reali know the meaning appreciation. And sometimes, I can nvr understand why Im still nice to ppl who treat me like dirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6268650896099290617?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6268650896099290617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6268650896099290617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6268650896099290617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6268650896099290617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-friendship-to-me-is-never-forever.html' title='`` Why friendship to me is never forever ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7511013734440360322</id><published>2007-11-25T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T15:32:15.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` Why do you always waste time? ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;What if tmr never comes? Would u have regrets in life? Would u have wished dat u could have done somethings instead of wasting time and thinking u have tmr to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do u treat it like dat? U know time is gonna be a BIG constraint next week, and the following week. And what did u do last night? Dont even rmbr to text me. Nvr even wished me gd night. So obvious I was in a bad mood, but yet I nvr hear anythn from u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told you, 'Fine. Dont have to sms me.', why did u sms me then? When Im in a BAD mood, u keep smsing me. When Im already done for with the 'no sms from u', when I already SHUT UP, why den I hear from u? Is the timing right? Why do u do it when the timing is WRONG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont fucking care. Im not gonna talk to you. U wait till tmr comes, and see if u got the time to sms me. TELL ME IF TMR WILL EVEN COME. If u find dere is absolutely no fucking way u can find the TIME to text me and say u miss me, learn it. Learn your lesson hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7511013734440360322?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7511013734440360322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7511013734440360322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7511013734440360322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7511013734440360322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-do-you-always-waste-time.html' title='`` Why do you always waste time? ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-4199329019087899097</id><published>2007-11-11T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:08:41.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` Sick ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im sick! And I hate the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where u.. It has always been fun talking to you.. Dont kacau me when im already asleep.. But I dont mind either.. Haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-4199329019087899097?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4199329019087899097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=4199329019087899097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/4199329019087899097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/4199329019087899097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/11/sick.html' title='`` Sick ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-3369212482622220842</id><published>2007-11-08T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T15:20:10.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` What I want, like right now ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;I want a pair of red skinny jeans, a pair of new grey contact lens, a pair of flats, watch, psp, new phone, new mp3. I WANT A LOT OF NEW THINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh~ When did I become so materialistic? Haha. Alamak these things make me happy la, cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LG phone is so pretty. I want a better 3G phone, or better yet, make it 3.5G phone. And if can, get a red one. If no red one, i'll go and g-mask it. Haah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my desires continue at this rate, where am i to find money to go University? Siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Deepavali, to whomever celebrating it. So sian have to go back to work tmr lei. Why cant Singapore be more lenient with the holiday mood? Give longer weekends. Negeri mmg nak maju, tapi org nye pon mau jugak hidup bahagia.. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr ada tarian practice, like after soooo long. Why eh now? But nevertheless, I`ll still come and see how has evryone been so far, since like, August?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, received a few raya pics which is a week overdue from `Azzah. Thanks girl. Also the smaller pics r from Haikal. And I didnt noe after putting on weight, d kain fits me so nicely, but the baju is so besar! Tak flattering seyy. Who ask me to wear anw, haha. Kla, dats all. 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RzLfkohvPJI/AAAAAAAAASE/xpaZfC1kYkM/s400/P1080066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-3369212482622220842?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3369212482622220842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=3369212482622220842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/3369212482622220842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/3369212482622220842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-i-want-like-right-now.html' title='`` What I want, like right now ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RzLcO4hvPEI/AAAAAAAAARc/-6hh0He-PcM/s72-c/fgfhb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6786435688756499967</id><published>2007-11-04T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T02:42:47.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` I cant sleep bcz of you ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I CANT SLEEEEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:40am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!!!!!! I so lost the mood to talk to you already. What if tmr I tak layan u langsung? Dont scold me hor. I bingit!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6786435688756499967?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6786435688756499967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6786435688756499967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6786435688756499967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6786435688756499967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cant-sleep-bcz-of-you.html' title='`` I cant sleep bcz of you ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7642084158181063293</id><published>2007-11-03T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:09:25.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`` Retail therapy!! ``</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128634700356954546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RyySFlmEqbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eFc_-sFh2to/s320/Eah013_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128634885040548290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RyySQVmEqcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/x3FQdEbEu7Y/s320/Eah014_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cudnt help but splurge on these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;I hate to dig up my containers for ear studs, earrings and other stuffs, so when I saw and fell in love with the earring stand and necklace hanger, I bought them once my pay kicked in! They look very bare now, ya I know. But knowing me, the earring stand wont stand bare for too long. And u will see more watches, rings and necklaces hanging on the other stand soon. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if animal prints wasn`t enuff, I fell in love with feather earrings now. Well a lot more recent la. Just dat I finally get to blog now. Haha. Feeling2 Pocahontas la kira. Red Indian. I bought like 4 pairs of feather earrings in Sept from Dorothy Perkins n Topshop and the last I got from Level One Far East Plaza was such a steal for just $2. Yday Friday, I got a white pair for $3. Bought on the spot with no hesitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;While waiting for b to show up yday at Far East, I cudnt wait any longer and started shopping. Initially, I wanted to get things with b after work. But his book-out was delayed till 1830. So I decided to knock off from work at 1800. Tu pon not enuff time to finish up my work. For the first time, time past by so fast while Im doing work. Since I don have anythn to do for 1hr and 15mins, I got my stuffs, and paid my hp bill. Working in Orchard made me feel so used to the place dat I keep forgetting its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;TOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for God`s sake. If u ever see me dressed so slack in town, just rmbr, I work in town not hanging out in town. But I try my best to dress ok. Haha. Bcz u`ll nvr know who u`d bump into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally found what Ive been trying to get. A hooded half-cardigan. Haha. What a name I give it. There was no more &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; left, there is &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt; which I didnt get bcz I already have a &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt; half-blazer, there is &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; but i dont think i can jaga such a colour, there is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; but I don like the shade of it. So in the end, I settled on a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; piece. And dats it! I vow not to splurge on cardigans for at least 2 mths coming, bcz I`ve just got 2 &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt; ones in Oct and now a new green one. Crazy. I cant help it bcz its so cold in the office! I don noe how these ppl have thicker skins than me lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RyykulmEqeI/AAAAAAAAARM/Rfnz4-8MXaw/s1600-h/Eah010_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128655195940891106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RyykulmEqeI/AAAAAAAAARM/Rfnz4-8MXaw/s320/Eah010_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yup, dats the green hooded half-cardigan Im in love with. And dats how I look like now, CHUBBY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya retail therapy keeps depression at bay, but someone`s not talking to me and dats bothering me. And I think I made a mistake by saying I`d give him space bcz&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; I CANT STAND THE SPACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Tsk. Bingit bingit. Abeh now, I can tell Im gonna lose the mood to talk bcz the space took over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I`ll just pass the time by just listening to my mp3. Oh and btw, anyone wants to buy my mp3? Dont worry its only 2 mths old with not a single scratch. It is 2GB and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; in colour. Samsung YP-K3. Im sellin it bcz I wanna get the new model bcz got purple colour! Tak bingit ke, baru beli den got new better and nicer one? Ugh. Any takers? If not, den i guess im going to g-mask it, along with my phone, which Im planning to replace also. Hahaha. Ape la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128656604690164210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="354" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RyymAlmEqfI/AAAAAAAAARU/fFZbcwIjfOU/s400/SAMYPK3JQR.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kla, I know Im gonna blow at b once he is ok. But what can I do? I cant help it. Its just me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7642084158181063293?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7642084158181063293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7642084158181063293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7642084158181063293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7642084158181063293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/11/retail-therapy.html' title='`` Retail therapy!! ``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RyySFlmEqbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eFc_-sFh2to/s72-c/Eah013_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-2046991422391431512</id><published>2007-09-16T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:36:42.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>``The total opposite``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What used to be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too faithful. Ever sacrificing. Quiet. Reliant on her other half. Serious. Dont usuali talk back. Selfless. Puts the blame on self and first to apologize. Ever ready to be there for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-existent faith. Can sacrifice lah, a bit a bit. Sometimes talkative, but seldom comment or judge. Independent. Take things lightly (&lt;em&gt;lek-lek aje..&lt;/em&gt;). Defensive bcz I speak up for myself and stand my own ground. Still selfless but care abt herself more now. Rational, see what went wrong and then see what is to blame. Can`t be bothered, have to think of myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, when it used to be the time when I dedicated my all to someone, it is meant to stay. But when my dedication isn`t appreciated, I choose to go. Now, I really really can`t be bothered. I don want history to repeat itself. Much less to get hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;When u came back, all changed and the total opposite of a past you, u can`t expect me to be the same. Like you, I`ve changed too. I`m not totali the opposite, but many opinions of mine have changed to suit my life. Mean, verbally abusive, unappreciating, hardly there for me, dats too much for a girl to bear for 4 years. Thoughtful, kind, well-mannered, self-sacrificing, now dat comes as a huge surprise for me and out of the ordinary bcz it was nvr like diz. Im used to the harshness, and being undeserving. Im ever ready to be scolded with vulgarities and such. Im ready to be handled roughly on the ride. Im ready to have angry phonecalls. Im ready to be left behind while u walk off without me. But all of dat is no more. U finally came back, to make me happy. I dont get it bcz what izit dat u want from me? And when i seem to not appreciate ur efforts, u think i donno how to appreciate u. But reali its bcz i don wanna get lost in all these sweet things and later get trapped in somethn dat will kill me again. History &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHALL NOT&lt;/span&gt; repeat itself. All of these, don mean anythn. I try to make sense of it all, but nothing came to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, im going wif the flow. Bcz for all the times I lived in pain and agony, I noe i deserve some tender loving care. For all the tears i have shed to ease the pain, I noe i deserve some attention now. Getting what i deserved a long time ago NOW doesnt make me complete, still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to be liked by someone special. I long to get the massive attention from him. I long to be able to spend most of my time doing memorable things with him. I long to be in love. I long to be pampered again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However however. What Ive gone thru reminds me of exactly why Im still damn single. Not bcz I have no luck wif u guys. But bcz i push the luck away. I don want it. Im not keen on rships anymore or even frenship. I shall not take the slightest risk to be torn apart again. Call me arrogant, call me stubborn, call me mean. Just bcz u find dat i don even give u a chance to tell me ur name (&lt;em&gt;haha..&lt;/em&gt;), tell me more abt urself, or even let u be my friend (&lt;em&gt;bcz u certainly have no chance in getting the title of BF&lt;/em&gt;), DOES NOT mean dat Im arrogant etc. D standoffish attitude u get is due to the horrible chapters in my past. Im just breaking out of my shell damn it. Dont expect me to still be dat nice little girl who loves to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were ever given a chance to relive my life, i wud nvr want to bcz dat wud mean im just looking for death. For my beloved frenz (&lt;em&gt;and i don mean doz who turn to be hypocrites and liars&lt;/em&gt;) and family, I don need to relive my life to know Ive known u, bcz u ppl are the ones embedded in my heart. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking abt frenz, none of them reali exist. Except for maybe a few which i shall not name bcz if who ever's names are not mentioned, they noe they are non-existent lor in my life. But last count, i have ard less than 8 true frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don tell me to keep things btwn us secret, bcz im already a low-profiler. If dat just mean dat u have some skeletons in the closet still, den u don earn dat trust from me honey. &lt;em&gt;Nah-uh.&lt;/em&gt; Sometimes i wish i cud scream out loud, I HATE YOU. But nah.. Dats too strong tho its exactly what i feel. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its too late now for things to change, bcz nothing means anythn now baby..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-2046991422391431512?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2046991422391431512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=2046991422391431512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2046991422391431512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2046991422391431512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/09/total-opposite.html' title='``The total opposite``'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-1834299809291832504</id><published>2007-09-08T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:39:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;May. June. July. Aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months passed and life has nvr been such a breath of fresh air. How and where have i been??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the situation a year ago, Im much fitter and happier. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw away what hurt me. And retail therapy healed me bcz it made me forget what broke my heart. Frenships, relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems? Im free of it. I guess? Related to emotions i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats new abt me? Im working. Im fit. Im in love wif animal prints and metallic leggings. Caps. Tube tops. Gadgets. I so love my new mp3. It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I sound so materialistic bcz i nvr used to be like dis haha. Aiyoh. All also must get one. But doesnt mean i don pay my own hp bills, pay for all those stuffs dat i want. I live on my own money now basically.. Chey, so responsible la kira. Pui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;So anw, don worry abt me. I noe its so difficult to hear news from me bcz im such a low-profiler. Just think of it dis way, Im free of heartbreaks and phony frenships. Okay? Whats past is passssstt.. Its whateverrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee. And Asmui. Sorry i cudnt reply ur email. Im not overseas la.. Sejak bila pulak aku merantau ni.. Tetap patriotik pada Singapuraku. Orite bubyeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-1834299809291832504?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1834299809291832504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=1834299809291832504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1834299809291832504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1834299809291832504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back.html' title='im back...'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-5214329700784025581</id><published>2007-04-16T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T17:34:07.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Was it a mistake?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Liking you, was it a mistake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-5214329700784025581?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5214329700784025581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=5214329700784025581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/5214329700784025581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/5214329700784025581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/04/was-it-mistake.html' title='`Was it a mistake?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8819944041385468262</id><published>2007-04-05T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T03:01:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`First ever blogskin I made!`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Err. How`s the skin? Learning on my own is reali frustrating when I donno how to adjust certain things. But still, thanks to Julie for giving me a short tutorial d other day. Haha. Any feedback pls tell me. Bcz Im still &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;LEARNING&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Btw, just finished chatting with Sobrie's adek sedare. Somehow, Wan signed in as Sobrie and he chat with me. Kinda nice to know certain things like, Sobrie's desktop bckgrd is &lt;strong&gt;STILL&lt;/strong&gt; my picture, for a few weeks close to a month now? Ok, Soul, stop smiling... Its 3am now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Ish, best nye nanti dpt jumpa Maya! YEY! Suka suka suka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay, gd nyte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8819944041385468262?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8819944041385468262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8819944041385468262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8819944041385468262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8819944041385468262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-ever-blogskin-i-made.html' title='`First ever blogskin I made!`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-2880960919222718252</id><published>2007-04-04T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:39:32.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Leave a better impression`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Now sitting in front of the comp wif Sue &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(my &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt; kitten)&lt;/span&gt; sleeping on my lap. Came back from Marina Square an hour ago. Went for walk-in interview at Fox. But before dat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;I was still sleeping soundly in bed when my mum woke me up. It was 1125.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;Mak: Eah, bangun la.. Tolong2 mak sapu ke ape ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Eah: Da bangun da.. Lama..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;Mak: Abeh? Bangun la turun tolong mak.. Awak nak g interview kan nari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Eah: A`ah, canne mak tau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;Mak: Kakak call pagi tadi.. Da bangun la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;She closed the door, and I went back to rolling2 on my bed. The reason why she asked me to turun is bcz I sleep on the 2nd floor of a bunk bed dat I share wif my adek. Den, less than 5 mins later, she opened the door again and asked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;Mak: Eah, pergi interview kol brp ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Eah: Entah.. Ptg sikit ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;She closed the door. Then a few seconds later, she opened again and said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;Mak: Ah! Eah g bebual la dgn kakak. She`s on the phone. Susah la mak nak ulang alik kasi jawapan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Eah: Ek`elehh.. bukan nak kata.. Laa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;So, mabok-ly went to answer d phone, and my sis said to meet at Marina Square Mac D at 1pm. I was like, "Huh.. Uh.. Okay lor.. Eah siap skrg.. Bye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Sialah! How to make it to Marina Square by 1pm? I havent taken passport-sized photo, photocopy documents and worst still, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;BATHE&lt;/span&gt;! Ape lagi, terus mandi uh.. Lepas mandi, gosok baju.. Then, my dad offered to hantar me to Marina Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Before we went to Marina, I went to Bedok Central to get the things done uh. The shop I wanna take my photo at was closed and will only open at 3pm. So have no other choice, go to the one in the middle beside Watsons there. The reason why I prefer the first shop is simply bcz service is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there. Well, came to the 2nd shop and so many ppl dere. Haishh. Luckily, I wasn`t kept waiting for too long. The lady photocopied my stuffs first before I went into the cramped, off-limits-to-customer-to-enter shop. Stupid lady donno how to count 1 2 3. I was nice enuff not to snap at her. Just bcz I know they were handling many customers at the moment. No wonder I still prefer the first shop. Ok, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Photo sucks anyway. Paid and left. Looked for my dad who was waiting in the carpark, and then drove off to Marina Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Met my sis at Mac D, let her finish her sundae first before I went to apply at Fox. Quite a no. of ppl signing up for this job. A few cute guys. A few &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;MINAHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too. You know Minahs.. When u are a Minah.. You will still look like one no matter &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you are wearing. There were like 4 of them. My sis cudnt stop rolling her eyes at me. Well, she cant roll her eyes at them simply bcz we were standing behind them. Kakak then typed "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MINAHS!!&lt;/span&gt;" on her phone and let me read it. Haha. I laughed and i typed, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wannabes". Bcz some of them, eyeliner &lt;em&gt;pehhhhh teballllll&lt;/em&gt;.... Bedak &lt;em&gt;pehhhhhh teballlll&lt;/em&gt;.... Eh wah eh.. Yg lagi satu, oishh. Blusher dia very the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;. Ada yg step pakai mcm kakak2, ya Allah. Pls eh. No matter how gd u try to dress up like other presentable ppl, u will still appear as a Minah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;So we waited for like i donno, half an hour? 40 minutes? Till d lady called out "Solehah?". Nasib tak kuat sgt dia panggil. I mean, who the hell call me Solehah nowadays right? Except maybe some frenz la.. But to most ppl, they only know me as Soul or Eah. The interview was okay? Nothing great lor. Not too draggy also. Bcz they kept many ppl waiting in line for hours. Mean ppl. Haha. Before gg for the interview, my sis made me buy a file to put in the photocopied docs dat I have to give them. Simply bcz she said dat it is presentable to give in a file. Then in the end, the lady took the papers out of the file, and returned it to me. Haiyo, waste of my $2.95. Takpe, use it for later or sumtin la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;After the interview, we were so hungry and I made my sis eat Mac D. Just bcz I was craving for fast food, and the Longevity burger. Lepas makan, dok jap bebual2 skali my sis said, "Eh, adek Irna ke tu?" I turned and looked, skali she was one of our old frenz. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YASMIN SIDEK!&lt;/span&gt; Lama tak jumpa, tau pon! Chatted, exchanged no. before she went off to sit wif her fren. Serious seyy, kita tinggal tak jauh seyy Min.. Haha. Ape dok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;After eating, we left for the MRT. My sis was gg for bbq at Pasir Ris, and me? Go home la. It`s &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;. Soul is usually home on Wednesdays bcz she nvr miss &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;The Dance Floor&lt;/span&gt;. While waiting for the train at City Hall, there was a funny moment when a nyonya, wif her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;SARDINE&lt;/span&gt; face selit to stand right in front of the glass exits. Bukannye ramai org sah kat depan tu exit. Abeh selit dgn muka stoink dia, susah2 selit kat tempat yg sempit. Kelakar sak muka laki Cina tu, bingit. Da tu, she just stood on front, stare into the glass at the empty tunnel. Me and my sis da kekek2, bcz I was re-enacting her actions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Eah: Kakak, kakak! Kak diri kat sini sikit k, pastu Eah selit tau. Tgk, tgk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;Kakak: Kekekekeke, kk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;I dont think my actions were rude, I was just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mocking&lt;/span&gt; at rude ppl. Baha~ Shortly after, the train came, and my sis alight at Bugis. I was lucky to get a seat at Lavender. Heh. Listened to Mp3 all the way till Bedok. Alighted and made my way to the bus stop. There was a young Malay couple who are parents to 2 small girls. They were happily talking to each other, and their 2 girls were playing behind them. Obviously I wasnt looking at them, but suddenly the older girl dropped a plastic bottle, and made her younger sis cry. I paused my Mp3, I looked as the mother sepak the kakak and scolded her. "Asek nak gaduh je, tak kacau adek tak leh ke!" Ayo, kesian sak aku tgk tu budak tutup telinga and also pegang pipi dia yg da kena sepak. Sialah. Tak suka seyy org ajar anak ni mcm. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Violence is nvr acceptable&lt;/span&gt;. Then the father just take the adek, let her sit on his lap. The kakak is left crying, leaning against the pole, holding her cramped face with tears wetting her face oredi. Rasa mcm nak bagi je lollipop kat tu budak, tapi aku takda. Ade je kakak tu marah aku nk jaga anak dia pulak kan.. Ape hal pulak nanti..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Soon, 2 222 arrived. Very the jarang u noe my bus come in twos. So, I board the first one la. Damn la! It was not crowded, BUT. There were 5 Ping Yi Sec boys, obviously from lower secondary bcz of the shorts dat they were wearing, sitting all over the back end of the bus. Damn la, bcz my usual seat is conquered by one of the smelly boys. One thing I don like standing near sec. sch. students is bcz of the what I call "&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;after school smell&lt;/span&gt;". And imagine. There were 5-6 of them, and OMG la the bauuuu. Pening~ Bau busuk tu tak pasal la, I mean they all smell the same since they came from the same place where evryone pass ard the same odour. Da tu, bebual kuat-kuat. Ini yg aku tak suka. Bebual mcm mana nye &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; gitu. Eh kau ni ni tu tu.. Yg satu tu tgh nyanyi, lagu jiwang sak. Of all songs - &lt;strong&gt;JIWANG&lt;/strong&gt;. Abeh dier fikir sedap la. Mak kau. Aku nye Mp3 aku full blast kan. Tak sabar aku nak turun. Lucky I alight soon than have to endure their bad odour and noise. Kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;And yesterday I went to send in my application at SMU. Irritating gilerrrr punye bcz my printer was giving me problems. It refused to print and kept giving me paperjams. How can the paper jam when it can do a paper feed? Stupid attitude of my printer. So, I called Diyana, no answer. I called Julie, no answer. Then I scratched my head, thinking "Mana sah nak print ni Seal CCA Records.. Nari nak kena hantar.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;So while I buat bodoh wif my troubled mind, I got ready. Then Dee called back. Lucky u call back tau gurl. Gave me so many suggestions and reali helped me. Thank u very much :)) How can I rmbr dat I can try to print at sch? Da lama seyy tak g skola. Lagi2 aku ni da graduate. I had to photocopy many stuffs also. So, wif my mind at ease, I went back to get ready. Julie smses a while later. So I called her back. She didnt pick up loh bcz busy looking for her baju i think haha, wad dey. Then, she called back. Haha. Told her I havent print my seal, and she said she cud help me print. So, now my body and mind was at ease bcz I dont have to print it, just need to photocopy stuffs. As soon as I got ready, left the house and walked to the nearest stationary shop. A few metres away from the shop, Julie smsed. Graduated students cannot access their Seal System. Urgh. So, my seal was still not printed. Da tu, at the shop, one gurl was getting her notes photocopied and mind you, its as thick as my lecture notes back in poly days. After getting all my stuffs photocopied, I rushed off to catch 69.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Reached sch like ard 1450, got into Lab6, printed my seal, left and reached the bus stop at 1500. Waited and waited. Then 15 arrived, I quickly board it la. Dropped off at Tamp Mrt there, topped up my ezlink and board the train. I didnt dare to look at the big clock on the wall, bcz I knew I was prety pretty late! Da dudok diam-diam, trying to relax, skali Julie sms. She da reach seyy!! Mampos. So sorry to keep u waiting hor Julie! Was rushing like a sloppy fat cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;The lifts of SMU building was a new experience for me bcz I nvr tapped my card to make a lift go up OR down! Ha, we headed to 13th floor to make payment before going down to 3rd level to submit the application package. After all the hustle, we left to eat at LJS. Yums! And it reali has been a &lt;em&gt;longggg&lt;/em&gt; while since I sat down and talked with Julie. Hafta admit it felt like the gd old times. Just cant quite recall what happened. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Talking abt LJS, aku tgh haus seyy ni. I shud go : ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-2880960919222718252?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2880960919222718252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=2880960919222718252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2880960919222718252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2880960919222718252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/04/leave-better-impression.html' title='`Leave a better impression`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-3485741371353746939</id><published>2007-04-03T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T12:18:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Walk away`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;My patience is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;walk away&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;and you cant stop me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-3485741371353746939?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3485741371353746939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=3485741371353746939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/3485741371353746939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/3485741371353746939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/04/walk-away.html' title='`Walk away`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-1255458935169729259</id><published>2007-04-02T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:45:28.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Searching`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At home in front of the comp today, searching for other courses dat i can apply for in case i dont get in SMU. I looked at MDIS, Apmi Kaplan and UniSIM. And and i so the slow&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I looked at the application date for UniSIM - it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;TWO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;days ago! Damn la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im online too, looking for jobs and such. Was very disappointed&lt;/span&gt; wif my fren Nadia who made me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my job interview on last Thurs. Ton sampai pagi abeh balik terus pengsan ke ptg. Abeh aku ajak kau buat ape kan? Utk aku tunggu2? Kalau da tau nak ton, &lt;strong&gt;and confirm org kalau ton sampai ke pagi,&lt;/strong&gt; tell me la. I don have to wait like an idiot at home, called u and nvr pick up. Ok, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Tmr going to SMU wif Julie to submit the application. So dat means, Soul! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Print the application slip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Dont forget. Kalau tak jadi lagi, haishh. Tink i will tarik someone la to go wif me. I dont like to delay stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Oh, thank God i don think of Sobrie anymore. Simply bcz he left a lasting impression on me on our date, but not on other days. So thank you very much. You are free to go. Sms him, tak jawab. Ape seyy, tak terang ke org fikir pasal dia.. Not like i don call him or what. Ok da stop it. I don like to think of things dat disappoint me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Yday teman Huda g beli2 baju. Hurhur. Kesian kau, dari kol 11pagi cari kwn nak keluar? Lain kali try aku dulu, heh. Tu pun I was like clearing my notes from poly days. Then only at 2.30 i checked my phone to see 4 missed calls from Huda and Hafiz. Haha, Hafiz thot i don wanna layan him anymore. Received 2 sms from him and one of them was, "Tk nk layan i ckp je la awak.." Dont try to be funny eh. So i return their calls, and i went out to meet Huda at HarbourFront at 545pm. Jalan2 kat Vivo terjumpa Maya from BIT. Well, not to confuse you wif my other girlfren of the same name! I think she called out to me like 3 times? Pekak sak aku. Sorry Maya. Haha. Then Huda made me go in and out of Topshop twice and almost for the &lt;strong&gt;THIRD&lt;/strong&gt; time. Its not dat i don want. Tapi paiseyy seyy, Wan &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(cousin Hafiz)&lt;/span&gt; kerja kat situ. And he stood at the entrance area. Abeh like so obvious seyy, ade je dia fikir ape budak ni keluar masuk keluar masuk cari ape aje. Huda bought me a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;lime&lt;/span&gt; jersey&lt;/span&gt;. So sweet of you. Thank you very much :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Was typing and typing this entry when Sobrie came online, and asked me asal aku tak layan dia sikit hari kat MSN. I reali don rmbr dan aku sumpah if you talked to me pon i wud at least have said hi. If i dont reply tu means im not at the comp. Sorry. It wasnt deliberate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Kakak is cooking donno what in the kitchen and its making me sneeze like hell. So irritating! Now let me get back to job-hunting and course-searching and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AH-CHOOO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sneezing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-1255458935169729259?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1255458935169729259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=1255458935169729259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1255458935169729259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1255458935169729259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/04/searching.html' title='`Searching`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-141238654038709573</id><published>2007-04-01T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T00:28:45.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Get busy`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Get busy. Yup. Dat is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;EXACTLY&lt;/span&gt; what i shud do. I must and i shall. Aku da tak larat nak layan karenah manusia2 skrg. Semua cakap aje, tapi tak buat. Aku benci org yg mcm gini. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Talk only but no action''.&lt;/span&gt; Empty promises/words. All the same. So yes, I shall get busy so dat I dont have to get affected by all these "empty" ppl. Seriously, my level of trust and patience towards other ppl are receding bcz they leave me with the impression dat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;u can simply give others a kind of hope dat just leaves with an empty feeling bcz it will nvr be done&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you very much &lt;strong&gt;idiots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-141238654038709573?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/141238654038709573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=141238654038709573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/141238654038709573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/141238654038709573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/04/get-busy.html' title='`Get busy`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-526682681047183006</id><published>2007-03-31T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T01:59:53.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Promise broken`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;No time and no energy to update. And yup, im lazy to put up the pictures dat i promised to. Byk sgt and i reali not much energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s Zainul bday today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;I cant rmbr what happened, but seems like i don rmbr much hurt from ppl who hurt me in the recent months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Maybe it means my memories are just blocked but it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; mean u can do it to me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;I decided from yday I think, not to be close to any guys. Just when I begin to care abt them, they hurt me. So reali guys, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;keep ur distance from me&lt;/span&gt;. And i reali mean it. Silap2 nanti aku &lt;strong&gt;tendang&lt;/strong&gt; jugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Da la. Bila aku betul2 ada masa dan kuasa, aku update la eh.. Aku &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;geli &lt;/span&gt;wif some guys dan aku da &lt;em&gt;malasssss.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-526682681047183006?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/526682681047183006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=526682681047183006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/526682681047183006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/526682681047183006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/promise-broken.html' title='`Promise broken`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7817450749958098496</id><published>2007-03-24T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T02:18:10.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`A short update`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Been wanting to blog but cant seem to find the time &amp; energy. Im only putting up the daily horoscope for today. Will update pretty soon, promise u wif pics and all =)) Plus, somebody &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; sms me! Amin! Im so &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HYPERVENTILATING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIGHT NOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;*******************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily horoscope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Don't worry; a recent upheaval isn't going to cause you to lose someone special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;A recent upheaval has caused a lot of disruption in your life -- you may feel as though you're inside a snow globe that has been given a good shake. Unfortunately, your current situation isn't that pretty. Keep in mind that things will eventually settle down again. Some things may end up in different places, but they will still be there. So don't worry that these changes are going to cause someone special to disappear from your life. That's simply not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;*******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And im so in love wif Tami Chynn`s Over and Over Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Ever really thought that I would get to this today,&lt;br /&gt;really didn't know if I should say what I should say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;What bout this feeling that you feeling all the things I wanna show,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I put it in a song to let you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I think I like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;nd if you got some time to spare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I was thinking we could fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I want to let you in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;are you willing to catch my fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;if I happen to just fall for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;My love for you grows stronger everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;so much deeper, so crazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;in the ways I can't explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I've been waiting for the day to call you mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I was thinking we could fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Do what you want as long as you`re with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;say what you want as long as I hear you calling ma name over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Ooo take what you want as long as you take me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;love me for real, I promise you'll hear me calling your name over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I'm just searching, searching for the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;all I know is my heart belongs to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I'm not in this just for the honeymoon but all the wayyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Do what you want as long as you`re with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;say what you want as long as I hear you calling my name over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Ooo take what you want as long as you take me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;love me for real, I promise you'll hear me calling your name over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I know I'm falling, and I just might never get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;so I guess I will be here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;You`re breaking my walls and you`re taking my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;there is nothin that I can do but fall apart for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;and baby thats cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Do what you want as long as you`re with me,&lt;br /&gt;say what you want as long as I hear you calling my name over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Ooo take what you want as long as you take me,&lt;br /&gt;love me for real, I promise you'll hear me calling your name over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7817450749958098496?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7817450749958098496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7817450749958098496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7817450749958098496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7817450749958098496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/short-update.html' title='`A short update`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-2811074054308305956</id><published>2007-03-21T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:54:49.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Maya Darling~`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Im definitely sad dat he nvr return any of my smses since last night. Donno if he is just plain busy, or somethn's up wif his phone again. Shud I stop? Maybe I shall. Orite, &lt;strong&gt;I will&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;I finally met up wif &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Maya hun&lt;/span&gt; today! : )) Happy sak jumpa kau. Nasib baik kau leh tolerate jugak my crap. &lt;em&gt;Hurhur&lt;/em&gt;~ I just noe dat if I choose to be goody-goody and too nice all the time, it will get boring so. I dont mind making a fool of myself at all. Just to wind down : ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So ya, Maya and me went to Sentosa. I know, u ppl must be thinking, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Soul ni asek &lt;em&gt;Sentosa, Sentosa, Sentosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it`s one of my fav chilling out places. Chill ke tan ke, it is reali a place dat I love to relax at. So let me be k. Anw, I met Maya at Bedok Int, den we walked ard to get some stuffs done first, like top up my prepaid, buy snax etc. When we were walking towards POSBank, passing by NTUC, I bumped into one of my gd pri sch gurlfrenz, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Nadia&lt;/span&gt;! Actuali at first, aku adalah takut salah org kalau aku tegur, but I tegur jugak : )) She was just bringing her aunt ard for some simple shopping of stuffs. So gd to see u again gurl. We will meet again in mid Apr okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting whatever, me n Maya headed to the MRT and off we went to HarbourFront. Talked &amp; talked &amp;amp;amp;amp; talked la. Laughed &amp; laughed &amp;amp; laughed. Skali sampai HarbourFront, the rain was just beginning to pour. However, it didnt pour like cats &amp; dogs. Only when we get to Siloso Beach, was when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I thot my day ended there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Me n Maya ate our finger foods, looking at the rain. Maya wasn`t pessimistic at all. In fact, she was enjoying, feasting her eyes on the hot bods of hot guys walking pass. &lt;em&gt;Hurhur~&lt;/em&gt; Kan Maya kan.. Kau pon. Den, we reali didnt feel like waiting &lt;strong&gt;FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt; for the heavy rain to stop. And Maya hadn`t changed into her swimsuit. There was a beachwear shop beside us, so Maya went to check n ask if there was a fitting room for us to change since we wud need to get drenched first if we made our way to the toilets. So, changed all, we walked out, into the rain and to the nearest pavillion. And truthfully, as we walked in the rain, &lt;strong&gt;it was getting lighter&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;We settled down for awhile in the pavillion next to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cafe del Mar&lt;/span&gt;, and snapped away with her FAB cam. Heh. And reali, it wasnt long before the rain reali stopped, and clear skies began to show, slowly. We were so happy dat we got our things up and made our way to one of the pondoks along Siloso beach. Laid down our stuffs and whatever before we trudged down to the chilly water. Maya reali cudnt stand the cold water, but slowly she finally submerge herself in the water just up to her neck dats all. Haha. And not long after dat, the sun crept out and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many funny moments when we were in the water. Mat Sallehs byk lalu la. Si Maya ape lagi.. Haha. Cuci mata. Then skali, we noticed an African guy walking past by to the other side. I jokingly said la, "Eh tu kau nye colleague kan? Hehehe!" And Maya was like, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pfft.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No la. My colleague is &lt;strong&gt;FAT&lt;/strong&gt;!" Ha, ok. So we pay no mind and layan diri sendiri, bebual mepek kat situ. Then u know what? I saw the African guy making his way back, putting on his white sleeveless shirt back. Apparently, i donno where he was looking at. Seriously. And apparently too, he donno how to wear baju. Pakailah tol2 ya Allah. Da la baju ketiak. Den, nvr pull the shirt down, terselit one side in his right armpit. Aku dgn Maya da kekek seyy. Kita kutuk rabak2 seyy pasal perut boncet dia. Boncet nye pasal susah nk pakai baju dia. We were saying his perut looks like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;a barrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and stuffs. I know, we were mean. But c'mon, we were just having fun. Tak tersangka sah, Pak Itam ni masuk air, somewhere near us, made himself comfy before looking at us and said,"Hi, how are u?" Abeh, aku dgn Maya tgk kat each other, bebual Melayu aje ah, pasal kalau tak nanti Pak Itam tu fikir kita ni friendly nk buat kwn skali. Geli sak. So we slowly wade away from him, bebual mcm biasa la. Ketawa2.. Tak nk toleh pon kat dia. Sampai, he went out of the water and took his bag before leaving. Geli seyy. &lt;strong&gt;Seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;After mandi, kita amek2 gmbr. Tak kesah lah, mepek mepek ke, lawa lawa ke.. So fun. Maya was getting reali itchy and so, we got up and went to wash up and change. Since I wanna go home just in time for The Dance Floor, and Maya shudnt stay out too late wif her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Christian fren named Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we just slowly walked back to the beach carpark, took the bus back to HarbourFront and onto the train. Got down at Bedok, as Maya nak beli foods to munch on. She got McSpicy and Apple Pie from Mac, and we both got ourselves Taros from BK!&lt;em&gt; Yummsy!&lt;/em&gt; Fast forward, we both got home safe. Heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;I nvr reali rmbr whether I ever had a fren who is as &lt;strong&gt;optimistic &lt;/strong&gt;as Maya, but after going out and spending time wif her today, dats what I discovered abt her. Nvr for one second was there a time when she pulled down my hopes or whatever during the whole outing. Despite the heavy rain, she didnt complain and stuff. Seriously, it was great. I appreciate all dat Maya : ))  ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-2811074054308305956?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2811074054308305956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=2811074054308305956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2811074054308305956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2811074054308305956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/maya-darling.html' title='`Maya Darling~`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-3304898657936839617</id><published>2007-03-21T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T00:14:50.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Miss`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay. I think I miss someone. Bcz i keep thinking of the person. But then, aku tak nak mcm syok sendiri kan.. I don even know what the other person feels. Fikiran pasal dia sampai terlelap seyy tadi. Damn. I better not find trouble for myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can u come online, so I can finally talk to u?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-3304898657936839617?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3304898657936839617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=3304898657936839617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/3304898657936839617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/3304898657936839617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/miss.html' title='`Miss`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-714520779065831105</id><published>2007-03-20T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T17:10:57.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Happy Bday`</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rf-fc-Rr0eI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uMUKYJiYo3U/s1600-h/275325793l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043925427780571618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rf-fc-Rr0eI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uMUKYJiYo3U/s320/275325793l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Happy Bday to my dear &lt;strong&gt;BFF Guek&lt;/strong&gt;! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Yday was a nice day. A &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;feel-good&lt;/span&gt; day. Sobrie picked me up like 10 mins behind planned time. Haha. Then, off we went to catch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stomp The Yard&lt;/span&gt;. No regrets watching this dance flick. Dance was &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. Story is very cekik darah, but okay la. Haha. Damn the faces of the dancers. Tak tau nk maintain, penuh emosi. Cant help laughing at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After movie, Sobrie nk mkn. So teman dia g mkn. I didnt eat bcz I noe i wont eat much, n i reali don wanna bazir. Den skali, org tu kata dia sakit. :( &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Haishh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Even if u told me ur sick, i wudnt stop u from meeting me what. Hah. Now, u left me wif a bad feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, like ard 1930 gitu, we made our way to Pasir Ris, Guek's chalet. CTE/PIE was jammed. And guess what? When we were selit-&lt;em&gt;ing&lt;/em&gt; at Kallang Basin area, my dad's car was in the most-right lane. Punyerr la tak sedap hati rasa&lt;em&gt;nyerr&lt;/em&gt;. Kalau my dad saw me on a bike for the 2nd time, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAMPOS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, forget abt dat. We reached the chalet, and when we reached Block F, he went to smoke. Wow. Sobrie is very &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thotful&lt;/span&gt;. Im like impressed bcz he reali consider my feelings. Thanks for caring. =) Hah. And Guek commented dat somebody looks young.. Hurhur~ Not bad for someone 2yrs my senior, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;teehee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding with Sobrie was &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. I donno if he does it all the time, even if he rides alone, but he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kecoh&lt;/span&gt; seyy. He talks out loud when a car cuts into the lane, complains out loud when the lorry in front is slow. Hah. Okay im bad at giving u an idea how it was. Sebelum keluar Bedok aje da buat kelakar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had a fun time, but im not sure abt you. : (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-714520779065831105?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/714520779065831105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=714520779065831105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/714520779065831105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/714520779065831105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-bday.html' title='`Happy Bday`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rf-fc-Rr0eI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uMUKYJiYo3U/s72-c/275325793l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-4932950170865903377</id><published>2007-03-18T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T01:49:53.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Let me be a real bitch now`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;Im pissed today. And let me tell u why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is still controlled by Hafiz. Tho he let me go, yet till now tells me what to do. Even if i get myself in trouble or danger, izit my fault i cant take care of myself? Izit my fault to find trouble? I have been patient and been trying my best to stay strong just to stay alive. But reali inside of me, i noe my life is &lt;strong&gt;gone&lt;/strong&gt;. Bcz reali. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Where is my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don have a fucking life. Bcz someone destroyed my hopes and dreams. Not only dat, he is still in charge of it. Telling me what to. I said, let me get wasted since i wasted my love on somethn i thot felt the same way abt me. Anytime ppl. Frenz. Family. &lt;strong&gt;AT ANY POINT OF TIME&lt;/strong&gt;, i can lose my strength. With evry last piece and bit of my strength being taken away by hurt thrown at me, i am dat close to going into the wrong path. Allah saje yg tau ape yg aku rasa. Sebyk brp aku sengsara. As much as im &lt;strong&gt;against drinking&lt;/strong&gt;, i can turn into an alcohol addict overnight. As much as im &lt;strong&gt;against clubbing&lt;/strong&gt;, i can turn into a clubbing bitch, grinding all over the dancefloor, getting all loose. As much as I &lt;strong&gt;hate smoking&lt;/strong&gt;, i can go to any shop and get myself a pack of ciggs, and start puffing my life away. If it takes my asthma to kill me, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so be it&lt;/span&gt;. As much as i noe im capable of a bright future, i can choose to be stupid and lazy, and go stealing and getting in all sorts of crime. Then i'll stay in prison. I dont have to see anybody who remind me of my horrible past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;U noe my only pillar of strength is coming from me, only? Not my family, not even frenz. Dont even mention best friends. Let me be a bitch abt this okay. When im a bitch, dats when i get all straightforward and honest abt things i have been patiently been keeping quiet and lenient enuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;Let me be a real &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;I donno what friends are. Maybe i do. But most of them are phoney. Bcz u noe, they just go ard carrying the title of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somebody's bestfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but not quite living up to the meaning of it. My bestfriends? Where are u gurls? Do u contact me more than i contact u? Do u noe how patient ive been to let u be with ur significant other and let me be alone just so u can have what u want? How many times have u ask me out to catch up with each other? How many times per mth do u sms me? Okay lets be nicer. I shud care more abt quality than quantity right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orite, forget abt how many times u sms or call me just to know how im doing. Were u there when i was down? Wait tell me first how wud u noe dat im down if u nvr call and asked? Ok whatever. Im tired of waiting for u to be free just to be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;Dats y. My life does not exist. Its in Hafiz hands, and reali. No frenz exist in it trying to cheer my day or whatever. I only got myself to cheer myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;Kat rumah pon jgn harap. My adek is so selfish sumtimes. Seriously, call me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But its true. Mintak tolong seriously tak leh harap. Part dia mak kau! Aku tolong dgn ikhlas hati. Tak pernah aku nk tolak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;Maybe i shud forget abt sch. Get a job straight away. Get busy. Don get involved wif family, frenz or love. Its stupid. Stupid shit. I wont bother when nobody bothers. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID SHIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-4932950170865903377?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4932950170865903377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=4932950170865903377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/4932950170865903377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/4932950170865903377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/let-me-be-real-bitch-now.html' title='`Let me be a real bitch now`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-5717777482381600566</id><published>2007-03-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:07:19.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Pictures as promised`</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflRQLC2G0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/OdQdsFvmuG4/s1600-h/DC310135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042150596102462274" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSRrC2G9I/AAAAAAAAAQg/lHlMkhHcJ88/s320/DC310154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSMrC2G8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/xJv42b07vA4/s1600-h/DC310155.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSH7C2G7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AGWU0QMZC9Q/s1600-h/DC310156.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSH7C2G7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AGWU0QMZC9Q/s1600-h/DC310156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151553880169394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSH7C2G7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AGWU0QMZC9Q/s320/DC310156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSMrC2G8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/xJv42b07vA4/s1600-h/DC310155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151635484548034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSMrC2G8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/xJv42b07vA4/s320/DC310155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSBrC2G6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/J1U0dUVewlE/s1600-h/DC310157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151446505986978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflSBrC2G6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/J1U0dUVewlE/s320/DC310157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflR7bC2G5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/Z8tjEnsdbe8/s1600-h/DC310159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151339131804562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflR7bC2G5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/Z8tjEnsdbe8/s320/DC310159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflR7bC2G5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/Z8tjEnsdbe8/s1600-h/DC310159.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflR1rC2G4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/-CH3_eMmU0Y/s1600-h/DC310160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151240347556738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflR1rC2G4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/-CH3_eMmU0Y/s320/DC310160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflRvbC2G3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/lg3N0Q1hFR4/s1600-h/DC310170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151132973374322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflRvbC2G3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/lg3N0Q1hFR4/s320/DC310170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-5717777482381600566?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5717777482381600566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=5717777482381600566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/5717777482381600566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/5717777482381600566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/pictures-as-promised.html' title='`Pictures as promised`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RflRQLC2G0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/OdQdsFvmuG4/s72-c/DC310135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8185835440006125860</id><published>2007-03-15T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:30:07.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Birthday`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know u love the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; shawl i bought for u. Pictures will be in the next entry k.. Penat ah. &lt;em&gt;Nyte!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8185835440006125860?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8185835440006125860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8185835440006125860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8185835440006125860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8185835440006125860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthday.html' title='`Birthday`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7451476901932396857</id><published>2007-03-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:44:27.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`BIT Graduation Nyte~`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Oh gosh!!! And one morrree thinngg. Here are some pics taken on my &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIT Graduation Nyte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Its not much bcz, hey as i said, i was hating sch. Nevertheless, enjoy =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041063187692526210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV0QrC2GoI/AAAAAAAAAN4/S5HQ6pqeI3A/s320/DSCN1440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041326890094566194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfZkGLC2GzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_2Q6DGFjAtM/s320/DSCN1443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I like this picture. =))&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041064574966962850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV1hbC2GqI/AAAAAAAAAOI/sE-kuJaln7k/s320/DSCN1446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My hair looks messy here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041064935744215730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV12bC2GrI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/giP8JMoG1Rc/s320/DSCN1447.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;No comments. Why i not smiling? Hmm, no surprise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041065571399375554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV2bbC2GsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/JVRNtqIK2h4/s320/DSCN1459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Idayu; Fasha; me; Siti; Geetha; Aida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041067276501392082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV3-rC2GtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/hyklgsmr_KA/s320/DSCN1463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041067740357860066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV4ZrC2GuI/AAAAAAAAAOo/WJpyZJqn0js/s320/DSCN1467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;My class. Not the whole, tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041068114020014834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV4vbC2GvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QqPZWOMzITw/s320/DSCN1469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Err. Okay. I donno what they were doing, but i was doing it anyways. Haha~ Spot me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041068702430534402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV5RrC2GwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/MeyetOYV0Eg/s320/DSCN1470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Wif Wan Ying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041069170581969682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV5s7C2GxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/jn7Y8euKwAY/s320/DSCN1471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;I don think Eric spoilt the picture, the joker always make the day interesting =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041069600078699298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV6F7C2GyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_0P54C560d0/s320/DSCN1472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Fasha &amp;amp; me wif our Care Person, Ms Lim Pek Seah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7451476901932396857?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7451476901932396857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7451476901932396857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7451476901932396857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7451476901932396857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/bit-graduation-nyte.html' title='`BIT Graduation Nyte~`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RfV0QrC2GoI/AAAAAAAAAN4/S5HQ6pqeI3A/s72-c/DSCN1440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6405239471991512562</id><published>2007-03-12T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:36:27.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Gathering!`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Oh yaaa! One more thing, with the help of Dee &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Diyana Harun if u guys are wondering who)&lt;/span&gt;, Im planning a gathering for my &lt;strong&gt;primary sch peeps&lt;/strong&gt;! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it more of hanging out so that we can catch up. Im informing a lot of ppl, but donno if many of you will make it. Most prob it will be at the end of this mth or early Apr. Okay? Stay tuned. Im informing thru &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/destinesia" target="'_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;. K, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;byeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6405239471991512562?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6405239471991512562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6405239471991512562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6405239471991512562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6405239471991512562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/gathering.html' title='`Gathering!`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-1376967080080416372</id><published>2007-03-12T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:23:05.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`SMU!!`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I want to get in &lt;strong&gt;SMU&lt;/strong&gt;. Im only interested in it. The other &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;s yg start wif an `N`, aku tk pandang. Haha. Wah sombong pulak. Jauh seyy, tak sanggup aku nk skola jauh2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;SMU SMU SMU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tho I noe there is a school in SMU fit for a Business InfoTech Poly Graduate like me, which is School of Information Systems, no freaking way Im getting involved with it again! Im okay wif Business, but i suck wif my IT skills! &lt;strong&gt;SERIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;. Dealing with systems and thinking of decisions and ideas to come up with solutions, is just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;crayyzeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So what am i interested in then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOCIOLOGY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me in to &lt;strong&gt;School of&lt;/strong&gt; Economics &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Social Sciences&lt;/strong&gt;! I wanna major in Sociology; Bachelor of Social Science (&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BSocSc&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might put Psychology as one of my other options and maybe anythn from School of Information Systems &amp;amp; Lee Kong Chian School of Business. Business wud still be fine by me, &lt;em&gt;but not so much of acctg,&lt;/em&gt; pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent view other options from SIM and other institutions, excluding the `N` &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Insya-Allah Eah leh masuk =)) Thot i was sick of school. Maybe i was sick of BusinessIT subjs.. and certain ppl.. But sociology still &lt;strong&gt;interests&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-1376967080080416372?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1376967080080416372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=1376967080080416372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1376967080080416372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1376967080080416372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/smu.html' title='`SMU!!`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6346466473959041778</id><published>2007-03-12T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T16:57:22.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Disturbed sleep`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I dont get why I have trouble sleeping now. I try to sleep early, say either 12 or 1am. But after i get to finally doze off, i wake up in an hour. And then i just stare at my ceiling, cover my eyes wif my pillow, toss to my right, think of wonderful things. I can finally doze off in like 30 mins. Then always at 3plus, i`ll wake up, at 4plus... And then, 6 plus.. At the worst, Im fully awake at 7am. I know i have like the slightest peaceful nyte sleep, but i just couldnt doze off. Maybe ard 8.30am den i can sleeeep... all the way till 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my daily routine now. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, i reali realiiiii couldnt sleep. 5am, i got up. Thot maybe i`d drink myself to sleep. Opened my fridge, poured the cold Pokka Peach Tea and drank it up. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yumms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Went back to bed. Still &lt;strong&gt;UP&amp;AWAKE&lt;/strong&gt;. How do i overcome this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i reali need a job, like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Tire myself out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6346466473959041778?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6346466473959041778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6346466473959041778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6346466473959041778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6346466473959041778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/disturbed-sleep.html' title='`Disturbed sleep`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-4604508760328703553</id><published>2007-03-09T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:42:49.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Somethn nice`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay, since my dear fren wud like to see some nice entries.. Lemme think.. ada pape nice tak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pondering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratching my head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takda la seyy, Liyana! My life not nice now :^(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-4604508760328703553?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4604508760328703553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=4604508760328703553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/4604508760328703553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/4604508760328703553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/somethn-nice.html' title='`Somethn nice`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8366140176397082426</id><published>2007-03-08T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T12:53:35.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`3kilos heavier`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Ha. I was damn glad dat my weight naik balik =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Rmbr the time I weighed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kg?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly seyy go up back. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;41kg-42.5kg-44.5kg-45.8kg-46kg.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Over the period of ermm.. From last June, i began to stop eating. Great loss of appetite maybe due to depression or work. Till now March, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 freaking mths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for me to work on my weight back to its normal measurement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I checked my weight at the hosp when i sent my maktok (grdma) to see a dialysis consultant. While waiting to be called, i saw the weighing machine at the corner, and measured my weight. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu, Kakak, Ana, Siti and the other relatives, u cant call me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;kudut&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anymore =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8366140176397082426?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8366140176397082426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8366140176397082426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8366140176397082426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8366140176397082426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/3kilos-heavier.html' title='`3kilos heavier`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-753176095053107752</id><published>2007-03-07T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T12:33:25.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`What happened to her?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Open la ur eyes big big. &lt;strong&gt;Whatever.&lt;/strong&gt; Your true colours are what matters now. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ur the one who've changed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE. HYPOCRITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Yup. U damn right are. Yes. Ur right abt ppl change. Gd example: &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;. Dont be sorry dat i think this of u. Bcz u caused this. U did all these shit. Cant believe i stood up for u all the time. BULLSHIT. Definitely this frenship is failed bcz &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; didnt do anythn abt it. bullshit. Break of promise to mend this. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to make things better when u made evrythn shitty. Ive let this thing go sooooo long ago. Whatever i post here is just a reflection of evryday life. If i were to reminisce abt useless things, i will write there big big "&lt;strong&gt;REMINISCING&lt;/strong&gt;", ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Im not gonna wish u well for turning ur back against me. Ur already happy mah. For what. &lt;strong&gt;Dramatic ppl. Exaggerating. Show-offs. Stand-offish. Arrogance.&lt;/strong&gt; Just hold on to these values that u ppl possess and yup, forget me. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HA-HA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The world is such a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; place now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Boo-hoo&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-753176095053107752?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/753176095053107752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=753176095053107752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/753176095053107752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/753176095053107752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-happened-to-her.html' title='`What happened to her?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7928722514764287660</id><published>2007-03-03T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T17:28:51.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`How i was fooled`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;This is how i was fooled by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current situation:&lt;/strong&gt; You are hanging with ppl whom u used to &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;talk abt behind their back&lt;/span&gt;. You used to &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;detest&lt;/span&gt; them. And whatever we do, you told me not to include them, and also told me to stick nearby bcz &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you cudnt stand them&lt;/span&gt;. So i guess, im not wrong to say &lt;strong&gt;ur the two-faced person&lt;/strong&gt; here. Actuali, i dont rmbr doing anythn wrong to u. Except being a fren and there each time u need me. You just went off, stay distant from me like ive committed some mistake, and mix wif the ppl whom u used to dislike. I know i have nvr changed in character/attitude. &lt;strong&gt;I only happen to witness a gd fren changed from a sincere and honest human being to someone i didnt know anymore.&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe u did this to me bcz of other matters dat are not directly linked to me. But did u ever think if i deserve this from u? If this is ur true colours that u are finally showing, den maybe i deserve this treatment from u. To tell myself, how much ive been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;deceived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by ur frenship dat u used to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"TREASURE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, sure. Its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. U must be thinking, why am i here whining abt ur happiness over the true frenship uve found? Well, whining is not the word. Im merely stating my reflection on a two-faced fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;So as i know that ur are indeed a two-faced person, all the more i shud tell myself, &lt;strong&gt;no point trusting in you anymore&lt;/strong&gt;. Good thing ur not close to me. Saves me from the hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7928722514764287660?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7928722514764287660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7928722514764287660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7928722514764287660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7928722514764287660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-i-was-fooled.html' title='`How i was fooled`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7297433981446141557</id><published>2007-03-03T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:56:03.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`A new month`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;It`s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already! so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, sorry frenz i closed my blog for awhile. Actuali i didnt close la, just change the pword so noone can enter. I didnt blog much either. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I hate February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So many awful things happen to me. But its okay, i`ll try to take it from here. Get evrythn okay again. March. Lets hope its a better month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;What`s up wif my life now? Ok. Update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I dont have anymore close frenz. Well, can i say i choose to? Bcz so far, they were all kinda phony. Hurt me with empty words thay gave to me. So, now. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NO MORE CLOSE FRENZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Erm, i still havent think of work and further studies yet. Shieeett! Lucky &lt;a href="http://psychedelickynn.blogspot.com/"&gt;kynn&lt;/a&gt; talk to me abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;My dad is back home a few days back, and today my grddad pon da back. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;And im eating a whole lot nowadays. Damn. Tell me if ive grown chubby, ok? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;K, dats all la. Malas la nk update2 ni semua. &lt;strong&gt;Takda org pon nak amek tau buat ape&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Errrr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And ppl, my line is still suspended ok? Pls, stick to my prepaid no. for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Byeeeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7297433981446141557?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7297433981446141557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7297433981446141557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7297433981446141557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7297433981446141557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-month.html' title='`A new month`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-522834843664918026</id><published>2007-02-27T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T13:42:19.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Over in a month`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Hmm, i donno what made me decide to blog today. Been more than a wk actuali, but i did write my journals.. I just didnt do it here. It`s written on some papers lying on my bedroom floor. I cant rmbr when but i told myself, list down and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;eliminate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the things that i keep thinking abt, whatever problems that has been bugging me. There are some things that i cant eliminate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;apiz&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;eliminated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;zoal&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;eliminated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;julie&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eliminated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;datuk &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;still in hosp and op is still pending. i wish i cud take his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;what im gonna do after graduation &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;still thinking abt it. so many other things to take into consideration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;still working on it, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Well, i havent reali eliminate apiz outta my life la. just dat i reali stop thinking abt him. and i feel so much better. i just keep brainwashing myself, dat i hate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;liars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;liars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i hate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;liars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Julie? Well, i guess she found her true frenz. so ive packed up and left the frenship dat she promised to mend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Zoal? I think he is happier off in his own island. All dat he used to tell me dont matter bcz he chose to leave too. If u ask me to share wif u stuffs now dear zoal, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do u think i want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Ur better off on ur island wif ur camera right.. I dont have to be around to complete ur days anymore. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It`s all gone in a month. &lt;/span&gt;One of the reasons why i keep this blog private is bcz i don think its fair for u to be updated abt me, when u don talk to me anymore abt how ur day was etc. U just had to do this right. Just like the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, so today my dad is admitted to hosp, for another op. Im hoping it wud be the last. My datuk is still weak in the hosp bed. And i have no more close frenz to talk to! :) Whats the smile for? Bcz its stupid. Stupid to confide in ppl whom u care abt, and thot wud be there for u. They just gave u hope. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FALSE HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; hope now. Its&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; too. So im smiling bcz now i know who can reali be there for me &lt;strong&gt;when i need them the most&lt;/strong&gt;, and who just give me false hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-522834843664918026?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/522834843664918026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=522834843664918026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/522834843664918026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/522834843664918026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/over-in-month.html' title='`Over in a month`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-52676466879579355</id><published>2007-02-19T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:56:56.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`When enough is enough`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;As i sat on the cold hard floor in my bathroom, crying, thinking of how i cud get my life back on track, maybe i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the reason after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;I`ve neglected the &lt;strong&gt;3 most important things&lt;/strong&gt; in my life; my &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;amily&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;eligion&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m&lt;/strong&gt;yself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;I do care abt my family. I always feel bad when i snap at them and all, but it nvr make me feel gd either. Im always looking out for my younger sis, in her studies and her welfare. I wanna see her do better than me for her O levels. She`s capable, and i know it. Sometimes, she neglects me and only care abt her grades, but i guess &lt;strong&gt;at least she knows how to love herself&lt;/strong&gt;, unlike me. Right? Haha. Tho i don always look up to my elder sis, i try to be there for her each time she needs a favour or help, bcz i know &lt;strong&gt;i have her back most of the time&lt;/strong&gt;. I love my mum &amp; dad. The sacrifices they made for us, they give more than they take. Sometimes, i feel like I`m a burden to them. To have to spend so much on a daughter, tho she seldom asks for anythn, hardly ever. I wished my dad has chosen to bring us travel along wif him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeeaaaarss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ago, rather than him leaving his beloved career to stay with us in this island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Allah knows how much I`ve neglected His existence, and only He knows how bad I feel. Only He knows how lazy I`ve been, how ignorant I`ve been and how selfish of me to think of others and not for myself or Him. Only He understands how sorry I am. And through prayers &amp;amp; thoughts, I seek His forgiveness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Myself? Well bcz, I`ve been putting others before me. I donno why. Im happier making somebody's day than making myself contented. I take the initiative to bring up a conversation, an issue if ever there is a misunderstanding or to just drop by and say hi, to let let them know im thinking of `em. I don have the money to spend on them and buy them somethn to cheer them up. Even if i have the money, dats not how i value frenship/companionship. I guess being there for them, keeping them company and cheering them up was not their thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;I`m beginning to wonder whether i shud even value or cherish these ppl. Bcz they mean so much to me, but it doesnt work the other way for me. I`m beginning to wonder too, if i shud put my trust in them, bcz i donno why i trust ppl so easily. Why do i even give ppl my trust when i cant even have theirs? There are so much to wonder. And being me, I`m always looking for answers to whys. Dad always told me that I was observant and a curious/suspicious/cautious creature when i was young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;There`s nothing much I want out of life. &lt;strong&gt;Happiness&lt;/strong&gt; is just one thing; who doesnt want it right? I want what`s best for my family. I dont need a fancy career. A decent one is enough. Material things don matter to me. Whats enough to get by, dats what I thankful for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Now i know what I neglect, what i put before me will neglect me too. Damn, I`m so hooked to &lt;strong&gt;Lady Sovereign's &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Love me or hate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;if you love me then, thank you. if you hate me then, fuck you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;****************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily horoscope:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Take the recent advice of friends and family members, even if it's intimidating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Your life is definitely yours to control, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't listen to the suggestions of others from time to time. Take the recent advice of friends and family members, even if what they are telling you to do feels a bit frightening. Sometimes people need to be pushed to make a leap of faith, and who better to give it than someone you love and trust? You are entering a phase of possibilities -- grab on to a few and see where they take you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-52676466879579355?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/52676466879579355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=52676466879579355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/52676466879579355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/52676466879579355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-enough-is-enough.html' title='`When enough is enough`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7412395677432165080</id><published>2007-02-17T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:41:56.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Low point`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily horoscope:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Take a break from people who rub you the wrong way. Check back with them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;There have been too many misunderstandings going on in your social circle lately, and this could be holding you back from relaxation. You have two choices today: you can either get face-to-face with the person who's confusing you and finally get to the bottom of things, or move on to a different set of social partners for a while. There's nothing wrong with taking a break from people who are rubbing you the wrong way. You can always come back to them later if you want to&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;****************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I`m sorry for all the direct words that come out too strong from me. I`m sorry for being impatient. I`m sorry for hoping too much. I`m sorry for caring abt u too much. I`m sorry for being so trusting of u. I`m sorry I`m so sensitive. I`m sorry for being sarcastic when I`m pissed. I`m sorry for being sorry for things I nvr wanted. Stooooooooooopiddddddd life. I`m so ruthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ruthless;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;Ruthless;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;RUTHLESS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7412395677432165080?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7412395677432165080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7412395677432165080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7412395677432165080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7412395677432165080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/low-point.html' title='`Low point`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7812782012534588901</id><published>2007-02-14T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T18:09:58.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Surprise?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Hafiz sms me and asked where was I. I said I was home. I asked why? I get suspicious when he asks like that. He replied, "Eah turun bwh &lt;strong&gt;skrg&lt;/strong&gt;". I called him on the spot and asked why. U noe u get that sick feeling in ur tummy? He's supposed to be in sch but wth is he doing under my block?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I changed into somethn proper and went down. He was dere waiting. I came and asked, "Asal..? Ada ape seyy?" He took a bag from beside him and gave me. "Happy Valentine's Day", he wished. I looked in the bag, a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; rose &amp; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; ice cream. I looked at him and asked, "Why...??" He asked,"Suka tak?" I smelled the rose. Noone ever bought me one, and it smelled so harums. I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How did he know? I just donno what to feel. Shud i be thankful, suspicious of him being so nice &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(any ulterior motive&lt;/span&gt;), sad or whaaat?? He walked me to my lift, gave me a hug and kiss before i went up. He didnt let me share that ice cream pon! Haha, its such a sweet gesture, but i cant help but feel suspicious of a liar. Thx Hafiz. Im still shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Still trying to recover, I have to think of what I can do to show him dat I appreciate his gesture. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He said yday we'll go catch a movie tmr &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(thurs)&lt;/span&gt;. So, umm. Im so clueless wif this kinda things. What can i do? &lt;u&gt;Think&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THINK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7812782012534588901?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7812782012534588901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7812782012534588901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7812782012534588901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7812782012534588901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/surprise.html' title='`Surprise?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8195006869870066533</id><published>2007-02-14T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T16:25:05.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Even`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. the quality of being just or fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;I like being fair. When I feel like things are not, i get even. Ppl will take it as Im someone who bears grudges. Well, up to u to think dat. But always think again, &lt;strong&gt;have u been fair to anyone besides urself today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;If u lie to someone just so u wont hurt his/her feelings, do u think dat someone wud have appreciated if u cud have just told the truth? How wud u feel if someone lied to u, to 'jaga ur hati', only for u to know the truth shud have been told and its too much for someone to lie abt? Do u think it's fair? Do u think it's fair for u to lie and not for someone to lie to u? Im not even talking abt a white lie here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Another thing. Treatment. &lt;strong&gt;Be &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Dats enough to make someone smile. If someone makes an effort in caring abt u, appreciate it. Anyone wud feel angry or upset if their effort is not recognized, don't u agree? So wud u appreciate it? I know of a person, who gets upset dat he now gets a different treatment from someone he loves. Why? Bcz when she was always there for him, showering him attention, he couldn't care less. Now when she is all flat out and tired of it, decides to stop doing it, he gets upset abt it. Do u think it's fair? It's a bit too late right when somethn gd in ur life is no longer there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;I dont understand why it is soo wrong for me to get even. After all that was thrown at me, i still have to be nice? Have i not been nice enough? Do u think it's fair to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;What goes around, will come around. U may have treated someone unfairly today, but dont get upset when things get unfair to u tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;You donno what u got till it's gone. If u noe how to appreciate the value of a person or things dat matter in ur life, it is urs to keep. Forever? Maybe. Gd things in life are hard to find and hard to come by. &lt;strong&gt;Why do u let go&lt;/strong&gt; when it has appeared in ur life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Just. Be fair to urself, and dont forget abt others. Appreciate while u can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8195006869870066533?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8195006869870066533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8195006869870066533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8195006869870066533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8195006869870066533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/even.html' title='`Even`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8335607615481320595</id><published>2007-02-10T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:07:19.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Neglected`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Ya. I don wanna waste my efforts in trying to save somethn that i treasure so much but it doesnt appreciate or realize my effort. So. Have fun &lt;strong&gt;without &lt;/strong&gt;me. Im &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; fun anw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;And im thinkin of studying overseas. If my parents could afford, and if im brave enough, I wud want to. Cant stand living in a place where evrythn is &lt;strong&gt;limited&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;hurtful&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE EVRYTHN HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8335607615481320595?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8335607615481320595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8335607615481320595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8335607615481320595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8335607615481320595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/neglected.html' title='`Neglected`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-883933688865565753</id><published>2007-02-08T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T22:50:15.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Drive&amp;Fight`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;While i`m struggling with articles for &lt;strong&gt;POT&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; the reflection, i most prob wont be sleeping &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt; tonight, there are so many different things taking place at the moment. I'll just say it all in no sequence at the time it took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad became an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a few hours ago! Haha. Congrats! Tho i know u want so much for ur bestie to be there, and tho i badly want to go see the baby boy with her, it just cant happen. Sorry, i cudnt do anythn. InsyaAllah aku dtg besok ye, hotfren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late for &lt;strong&gt;ERM&lt;/strong&gt; lab again as usual, in the morning. After lab, stayed back to do POT and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to finish up and submit at one shot. But i was hungry, i got Bhavani to go lunch with me. Pity her seyy, on how much she had to go thru for her MP. Haha. Forgot how &lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt; she cud be at times. So &lt;strong&gt;unpredictable&lt;/strong&gt;. She asked me, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Solehah, can u tell me some tips, on how to stay slim? I see u all so slim.. But its so hard for me to do so.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;. I was like, haha!~ okay. How do i say this? Bcz i donno how i do it, myself!&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Im even gaining weight at the moment. No la.&lt;/span&gt; Actuali, gained weight, and now stable at this current one. She told me she did realised i was skinny when i came back from SIP. Den she went on asking,&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"So do u always follow ur meals, or what izit dat u eat and dont eat?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;. Den i was like, I donno!~ haha. I even eat late at night. All at the wrong timings!~ but i don skip meals. I just hate doing dat. I also hate to snack. Believe me, im no junkie. I only junk like once evry 2 or 3 mths? Eh wait, but eating pau like 3 times a week is dat considered junk or snack? &lt;strong&gt;Haishh.&lt;/strong&gt; So umm, Bhavani, tho i didnt reali answer u, thx for lunching wif me &amp;amp; POT-ing wif me, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donno if u noticed dear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but we are like losing touch of each other. I mean, i noe its so hard to contact &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now dat we both have the same prob!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but im sure there are ways to overcome this.. Im still contactable thru the prepaid no. Maybe i went overboard abt the whole waiting thing, but its just how i feel. Ur always updated abt me, thru my blog.. But i noe &lt;strong&gt;nuts&lt;/strong&gt; abt ur daily news. Da laa susah nk cari dia.. Lagi2 bila dia offline.. Hmm.. I shud stop, huh? Ok. Shall stop thinking and resist the urge to talk to u. Or miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;My dad just left the house, ard 2220, to go visit my sedara in Marine Parade. His uncle, i believe? Or maybe im not right abt this, but my dad calls him Yayi/Wak Long; i cant rmbr which. He just passed away. And i feel soooo bad. Bcz the last raya, we didnt go their house. He only lived with his wife there. I just knew this wud happen. Bcz when i knew that last yr raya, my whole family didnt reali celebrate bcz my dad keluar masuk hosp, and also maktok.. With no driver, its kinda hard for my family to get ard.. And i did thot a bit abt Yayi. I was thinking of all the relatives dat we didnt visit.. And i feel bad bcz dorang tua.. and only live 2 ppl dere.. Den now his wife is gonna be alone.. Sedih seyy.. The wife, i usuali call Wak.. works as a cleaner in my own sch, TP. but i jarang dpt cari dia.. Maybe once or twice salam her in my 3 yrs in campus. She's Chinese.. and diabetic.. Like my late Nyayi.. Kesian tgk my dad too, he tak sedap badan, and he just left the house. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yayi, ur always in our thoughts and prayers. Sorry we didnt see u last yr. :'(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;And i sent Mohamed Hafiz bin Abdol Hamid a goodbye sms. I dont see the point of doing it face to face when he keeps avoiding reality n evrythn.. He replied, saying don worry we will have a long talk. but im so reluctant. I just want it all to go away. No more pls. No more. Im so foolish to have loved u all these years. It just shows i thot i knew what love is. But i &lt;strong&gt;CLEARLY &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; I wont be picking up ur calls nor reply ur sms anymore. Select &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DELETE ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;As I continue wif my articles, I ease my emotional &amp; mental turmoil. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;{Incubus`s Drive &amp;amp; West Grand Boulevard`s Fight.}&lt;/span&gt; I shud start controlling my life properly now, and keep on fighting for what I believe is right for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;And also; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Z&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We were close once before, how can i forget? All the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-883933688865565753?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/883933688865565753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=883933688865565753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/883933688865565753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/883933688865565753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/drive.html' title='`Drive&amp;Fight`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7653251810149613418</id><published>2007-02-07T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:37:26.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Calling for help`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if u ever read this when its time for ur daily dosage of news, sms me. bcz mm, u kinda have a habit of going MIA without a warning and. i just. i donno how many hours i have to wait to hear from u. and umm. im reali &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; okay right now. and if there is one person i could ask for just to get that smile back up on my face, is u. but if ur not willing, then.. maybe i'll just be alone for now. i donno for sure what i'll do. i just hope my optimism doesnt run out.. till i take my life or anythn.. donno how things got so complicated now.. dat i just cant take it anymore.. called ur house.. left msgs at ur msn.. but still i cant get to u.. i think i wanna look for someone who specialise in hypnotizing. i wanna block my memories forever. so. mm. not sure how unstable i am now.. just see if i'll hear from u.. or not i'll just be by myself for now.. all in my own cramped space. miss u, too many times till i cant catch u. xoxo; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7653251810149613418?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7653251810149613418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7653251810149613418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7653251810149613418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7653251810149613418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/calling-for-help.html' title='`Calling for help`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6146113037825861449</id><published>2007-02-07T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:26:51.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`End of MP?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Daily dosage of news;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;destinesia times&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Jan07`07}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up early at 0645; fell right back to sleep when Siti juz came in the room after shower. Instead of getting up; my brain instructed myself to doze off. Snaaapped back to reality; woke up with a shock shouted to myself, "Ah..! Eah g tido balik, shiiiit!". Grabbed the phone, time check: 0731. Actual time? 0715. Haha. Totali forgot my time was sped up. Raced thru my own bath, came out at 0730, only to realize im not so late. By my dear Dad sent me to sch la anw. So. Wow. I just suddenly feel so empty i cant describe anythn else. Except dat the presentation went well. Very well. Marks the end of MP. Thank you. Nah; gambars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028803922216127874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnmhgTIjYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Vv0q4fbFQeg/s200/DSCN1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028804162734296466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnmvgTIjZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6zC0SnanX1w/s200/DSCN1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028804656655535522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnnMQTIjaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ykW5HMEr1ck/s200/DSCN1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028805038907624882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnnigTIjbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/_QeTobN5hOg/s200/DSCN1047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028805223591218626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnntQTIjcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zYHgEQ3JpNI/s200/DSCN1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028805532828863954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rcnn_QTIjdI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3rNrkuzAjxg/s200/DSCN1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028805897901084130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnoUgTIjeI/AAAAAAAAALE/8OH8hfVltus/s200/DSCN1058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028806580800884210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rcno8QTIjfI/AAAAAAAAALM/Jv9F2qKRkdk/s200/DSCN1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028806881448594946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnpNwTIjgI/AAAAAAAAALU/_k5QQIiiDto/s200/DSCN1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028807212161076754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnphATIjhI/AAAAAAAAALc/yNemXa_aJf4/s200/DSCN1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028807422614474274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnptQTIjiI/AAAAAAAAALk/N_1wjx_P2r4/s200/DSCN1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028807706082315826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rcnp9wTIjjI/AAAAAAAAALs/DVm0fvIlYr8/s200/DSCN1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028808071154536002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnqTATIjkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/u_hr9dztf4c/s200/DSCN1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028808513536167522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnqswTIjmI/AAAAAAAAAME/i9IvUk9cxbQ/s200/DSCN1073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028808977392635506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnrHwTIjnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4y4Ji-WXEXc/s200/DSCN1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028809462723939970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnrkATIjoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MnjazNFBCP0/s200/DSCN1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028809741896814226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rcnr0QTIjpI/AAAAAAAAAMc/H8oiIQLl_Bc/s200/DSCN1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028810102674067106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnsJQTIjqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yd8igDmsXVU/s200/DSCN1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;If u look at &lt;strong&gt;pic no. 2&lt;/strong&gt;, u can see &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Botak aka Bola&lt;/span&gt; coming out of the lift, to &lt;em&gt;join us&lt;/em&gt; for the photo. SEBOK AJE. da la marah2 aku dat time mkn kat lab. heiissh. okay &lt;em&gt;bye&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6146113037825861449?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6146113037825861449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6146113037825861449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6146113037825861449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6146113037825861449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/end-of-mp.html' title='`End of MP?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcnmhgTIjYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Vv0q4fbFQeg/s72-c/DSCN1043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8054469073052753835</id><published>2007-02-06T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:30:41.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Line is not working!`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i dinno my blog could be your &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;daily dosage of news&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;meheh&lt;/em&gt;. u want news? okay. here goes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actuali, this piece of news is not new to u, but i`ll just announce it la! &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cant use his phone for awhile bcz his bill shoot &lt;em&gt;up&lt;/em&gt;. same case for me. but, not entirely the same bcz my line is &lt;strong&gt;totally&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;non-accessible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it has been so since this aftnn. it was okay in the morning when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called &amp; smsed. but became sortz like ard 1140-1200. im not using my number for now, using my younger sis's, Siti, prepaid no. which i shall not make public thru msn, unless u approach me for it la.. &lt;em&gt;meheh&lt;/em&gt;. for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; erm. tonight's ur last night with it until u can finally use it back so.. i guess we called each other up &lt;em&gt;a lottt&lt;/em&gt;. as well as sms. maybe its all &lt;strong&gt;my bad idea/liking&lt;/strong&gt; for late nyte phone calls? sorry dear, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;im partly why ur bill shot up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking a break from doing POT write-ups just now, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(wow! i don usuali mention sch subjects here &amp; now i am?),&lt;/span&gt; i was watching the first round of The Dance Floor, the one in the studio with the judges (2nd episode). And Im supporting &lt;strong&gt;SFB&lt;/strong&gt; all the way! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tyles &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;F&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rom &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;em&gt;Woohoo!~&lt;/em&gt; Well, tho i only kenal &lt;a href="http://groovycouple.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zaihar&lt;/a&gt;, haha, &lt;strong&gt;SFB&lt;/strong&gt; has my support =) here are the videos of the 1st &amp;amp; 2nd episode featuring &lt;strong&gt;SFB&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audition round at Youth Park:&lt;br /&gt;Featured at the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1:16&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; minuteth mark. Zaihar is the one who was interviewed by Glenn Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OlLgfUe9ya8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OlLgfUe9ya8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;The judges round at Mediacorp:&lt;br /&gt;Featured at the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1:54&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; minuteth mark. Zaihar yg mana? Yg mana dpt pegang mike, dia la tu. &lt;em&gt;meheh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6NjIMwJ3V1U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6NjIMwJ3V1U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;So. There u have it. A bit lambat la the news today bcz I missed the 2nd episode of The Dance Floor, dats y Im putting it here, only now. &lt;em&gt;meheh.&lt;/em&gt; Have to get some stuffs ready, tmr &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MP &lt;/strong&gt;presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hope it will go &lt;strong&gt;well&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8054469073052753835?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8054469073052753835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8054469073052753835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8054469073052753835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8054469073052753835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/line-is-not-working.html' title='`Line is not working!`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7806692332765420384</id><published>2007-02-05T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:08:16.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Fight`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bad&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BAD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7806692332765420384?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7806692332765420384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=7806692332765420384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7806692332765420384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/7806692332765420384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/fight.html' title='`Fight`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-3338200034032441211</id><published>2007-02-05T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:57:28.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Pessimism kicking in`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Wah. Im changing &lt;strong&gt;so much&lt;/strong&gt;. To know dat I used to be someone who is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;not easily influenced by others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to being one who&lt;em&gt; is&lt;/em&gt;. To know that I used to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so positive in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but all my &lt;em&gt;optimism is gone&lt;/em&gt;. I cant believe how much depressed and miserable i sound. Im changing at such an &lt;em&gt;alarming rate&lt;/em&gt;. Even as Im typing now, Im &lt;strong&gt;indulging myself&lt;/strong&gt; in C&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'N'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;m ice cream. Im acting so much like a depressed &amp; disheartened sad person. It must be no fun huh, reading such a stupid blog full of misery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Part of me wants to &lt;strong&gt;pick up&lt;/strong&gt; from where I left off, mend evrythn dat was broken in my life. And the other part just wants to &lt;strong&gt;start anew&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;with no bit of the &lt;u&gt;past&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Realize dat I dont talk much abt school? Bcz im not enjoying it. Its so &lt;em&gt;boring&lt;/em&gt;. I rmbr dat my semesters used to be filled with time spent with friends, taking part in activities with them, even having fun with projects, lots of picture-takings, lots of bonding sessions. Now? Its all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I dinno &lt;strong&gt;politics&lt;/strong&gt; could play such a big role in how my daily life in sch could end up to be. So much for me wanting the last semester to be enjoyable and memorable. Its been so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Ya, i noe i cud do somethn abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;if i want it to&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be fun &amp;amp; memorable. &lt;em&gt;But, things don always go ur way, right?&lt;/em&gt; And u get &lt;strong&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt; with evry attempt dat u made but to no avail. So now, im just looking forward to the day I graduate from sch days filled with so much &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/politics"&gt;politics&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/animosity"&gt;animosity&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-3338200034032441211?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3338200034032441211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=3338200034032441211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/3338200034032441211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/3338200034032441211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/pessimism-kicking-in.html' title='`Pessimism kicking in`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-1337055182154483180</id><published>2007-02-04T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T00:54:30.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`I shouldn't, should I?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I donno why it just came. Held my breath for a long moment before tears streamed down. Memories unblocking. &lt;strong&gt;Pls stop&lt;/strong&gt;. It &lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;. I shouldn't be doing what I shouldn't be doing at all. How do I make myself &lt;strong&gt;stop&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I just.. Can you call me? It's just.. I'm not feeling okay suddenly.. I just wanna say smthg.. It's crazy &amp; I noe I shouldn't.. This time I donno why I cant help myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;miss&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Dzaf&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; be &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;merry&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;= )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-1337055182154483180?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1337055182154483180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=1337055182154483180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1337055182154483180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1337055182154483180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-shouldnt-should-i.html' title='`I shouldn&apos;t, should I?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6413503420028341949</id><published>2007-02-03T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T15:02:19.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Why did you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Apiz fetched me from Bedok Central yday, after registering for Class 2A license. From Yio Chu Kang to Bedok and back to Jalan Kayu. He reali2 wanted to eat there with me badly, donno why. Dulu masa aku tunggu dia berbulan2 just to go and eat there together, tak jadi2.. I rmbr i wanted to go there on our 3rd yr anniversary, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;2005 mind you!,&lt;/span&gt; but he totali forgot abt it.. Now, when he asks and i reali cant make it, mengamok.. Ape nak jadi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas makan kat Jln Kayu, he took me to Lower Peirce Revervoir. When i got down from the bike and wanted to walk to the reservior, he offered to carry my bag. I cant rmbr the last time he did dat. At all. Donno why he did dat. But i said no need la, tak berat &amp; i can carry it. Then walking to the reservoir, it was cold bcz the angin so the kencang. He hugged my left arm. Then slowly slowly went down to my hand. Macam takut2 nak pimpin, held only my last 2 fingers. Funny how we did dat since 2002 and it can feel so weird now. Same thing when we left the place. This time he reali held my hand and carried my bag. And after dat put his arm around me as we walked back to the bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;We went to Lower Peirce abt 1 yr ago; 30.01.2006. Dat time we were still together; happy and laughing. Its just sad to let go after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;People change; people drift apart.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only if you allow or want them to. Im a keeper; I definitely wudnt wanna lose anyone. But in this situation, I cant do anythn anymore. : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thx Yani for talking to me =) &amp; b; PLEASE GET WELL SOON! been 3 days..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6413503420028341949?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6413503420028341949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6413503420028341949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6413503420028341949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6413503420028341949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-did-you.html' title='`Why did you?'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8332045748067176034</id><published>2007-02-03T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:37:53.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Reminisce`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Reminisce.&lt;/span&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcQayQTIjWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cRWy7G0N_Gc/s200/39.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcQUoQTIjMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/du1mvWjyN_w/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027165765854858434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcQUoQTIjMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/du1mvWjyN_w/s200/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Let the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; tell the &lt;strong&gt;past&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8332045748067176034?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8332045748067176034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8332045748067176034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8332045748067176034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8332045748067176034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/reminisce.html' title='`Reminisce`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcQa-QTIjXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BQq0pPYAVKE/s72-c/13%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-2012432414294349213</id><published>2007-02-01T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:02:40.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`See you at the bitter end.`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Haiish. Flu made my &lt;strong&gt;nose dry&lt;/strong&gt;. The &lt;strong&gt;skin is peeling&lt;/strong&gt; bits &amp; pieces. But okay la, da kurang sikit. I rmbred i wanted to talk to someone so &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt; last nyte. But I guess he needed to layan his fren since he was staying over. Hope he's not so stress now? Hehh. Fikir dia maseh online, masih awake.. Msn dia, sms dia pon takda reply. :-[ Im usuali the one sleeping on him, why now u sleep on me; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Haha. Da la nari tak jumpa.. Haish.. Last wk baru 2 kali je.. This wk? K, don wanna hope or think too much now.. Tapi cute kan. Pagi2 da baca org nye blog. Takut ke i ada talk abt how i waited for a reply from u ke? Well, now it has been published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day with coming to ERM lab late. Haha. Donno why I can nvr push myself to be on time on thurs. After lab, stayed back in lab for abit to do a bit of POT. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I nvr even post the 4 topics on vbus la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ayo, rabak seyy. Heessh, ape nak jadi ni soul.. Heii.. Was also doing POT to pass the time while waiting for Guek to end class. Susah betul nk lunchdate dgn dia tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at ITAS. Guek was totali &lt;em&gt;ranting&lt;/em&gt; out on me. Haha!~ She was so mad with her dumb &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;(not I say one ah, she say one k. hurhur!~)&lt;/span&gt; grp mates. Relax k babe? She looked so overworked, somehow. The skin is dry ard her eyes, peeling abit. Alahai, aku kopek2 kat hidung, dia kering mengering kat mata la pulak. U'll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have me k babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say somethn. I believe that there is only &lt;strong&gt;one true love&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; in my lifetime. Right now, I donno who. Some ppl believe they can have more than 1 true love in their lives. Well, dats what they believe. I know that in life, we can fall in and out of it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When I lost Apiz, I reali don wanna go through heartbreaks again, falling in and out of &lt;em&gt;"love".&lt;/em&gt; I was reali da &lt;strong&gt;patah hati&lt;/strong&gt;. Alipo somehow got this in my head; dat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;you will nvr fall in love once.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Time will heal&lt;/span&gt; the wound. Nvr worry if u dont find ur true love before u die, bcz you will be united with him in Heaven later on, and you will be happy forever with him. No worries. Haha, Alipo was reali nice. I recall him trying to bring back the confidence in me. Just bcz he thought I was treating him as the rebound guy, he turned so cold to me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, okay. Wow, and many guys whom I dated, made me realise dating new guys is &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;not fun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Especially when they &lt;strong&gt;fail&lt;/strong&gt; to leave a lasting impression on me. But not all lasting impression is gd. Some hope that I will come looking back for them one day. Sorry guys, ur numbers semua da kena &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;buang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Im not such a &lt;s&gt;desperate&lt;/s&gt; person like u. How can I like someone so easily after getting out of a 4yr r'ship? And please, sweet talk &lt;strong&gt;dont buy&lt;/strong&gt; me nor my attention. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Unless of course its Honey Milk Tea from Sweet Talk. Haha, okay merepek.&lt;/span&gt; Maybe im just telling myself this so that I wont rmbr the &lt;em&gt;hurt&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe bcz &lt;em&gt;Feb just signed in&lt;/em&gt;. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Da 2337 ni.. Mana seyy dia.. :-[ Nk bebual dgn dia. Somehow I know there are things on his mind, somewhat bothering him. But, i shan't ask him la. Sejak kebelakangan ni kurang bebual je kat phone. Am i thinking too much or worrying for nothing? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Errr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe i shud &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;fly early tonight&lt;/span&gt;. Den i wont think so much abt it. &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel like i miss someone who dont miss me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. Okay `NYTES EVRYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcIO-QTIjLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_NgmNjHQcYA/s1600-h/dc310046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026596596788792498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcIO-QTIjLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_NgmNjHQcYA/s200/dc310046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-2012432414294349213?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2012432414294349213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=2012432414294349213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2012432414294349213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2012432414294349213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/see-you-at-bitter-end.html' title='`See you at the bitter end.`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RcIO-QTIjLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_NgmNjHQcYA/s72-c/dc310046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6031740455961479728</id><published>2007-02-01T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T02:17:20.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Lost for words; lost for thoughts`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I told &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i donno why i keep losing my treasures. Why do they keep leaving me. So far, Im talkin abt two ppl whom I've lost quite recently. One is I have definitely lost; the other is Im in the process of losing. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Maybe da lose pon? Hmm.&lt;/span&gt; Dear hotfren, its okay if u lost ur treasure, at least u've tried to make it stay. Bcz for me, aku pon da tak tau ape lagi nak ckp, ape nak buat.. To make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main reason why i changed my blog pword is bcz i don wan ppl to be updated abt me virtually, rather than in person. I feel like communicating in person is just a &lt;em&gt;nicer &lt;/em&gt;way. If u wanna noe abt me, &lt;strong&gt;ask me urself&lt;/strong&gt; la kan. Dont go thru some other ppl or things or medium. Or whatever. Now is just not a time for me to be public abt what i reflect each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;My head has been heavy for a few days now. Fever's on &amp; off. Flu chooses to stick by me. Cant smell &amp;amp; hear. So sumbat &amp; pekak. Im like &lt;strong&gt;brain dead&lt;/strong&gt; too. Slow to function. Its irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;My line is temporarily&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; s&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Donno when it will be connected back. But its ok. Let me be difficult to be contacted. Hurhur~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I rmbr dat I was one of the positive ppl u can have ard u. But somehow, i've exhausted my optimism to the negative ppl who need a frequent dose of it. I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; negative vibes. It just dont feel gd. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; somehow made me realize dat Im &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;not so optimistic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anymore. :-[ I cant help it. So sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss having a biker boyf. Im not saying &lt;s&gt;I miss Apiz&lt;/s&gt;. Just miss having someone special whom I can &lt;strong&gt;spend time with&lt;/strong&gt; and can bring me anywhere at anytime. Also bcz I can only tolerate riding on a bike, compared to other transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss having a close gurlfren too, for me to share and confide in. Dear Guek is so busy with her own stuffs, hardly get to see her. Dear Sukh is miles and miles away from us. Besides my BFF`s, &lt;strong&gt;aint no other&lt;/strong&gt; dat Im close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after MP submission kat City Hall. Sorry I looked the other way. Tell ur fren Im sorry if I was rude. I just cant, dear. I cant sit dere watch u smoke. I cant bear looking at the ppl whom I care abt, smoking. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Wadchu wan me to do, im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say dat i don ever wanna lose my treasures. I nvr want it to happen. But maybe my treasures changed and hate me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ur &lt;strong&gt;my treasure&lt;/strong&gt; too &amp; I &lt;u&gt;cherish&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;u&lt;/strong&gt;. Appreciate for whatever u've done for me. I just hope I could keep u ard for very long. Coz Im a &lt;strong&gt;keeper&lt;/strong&gt;; I hate to lose anythn.. &lt;strong&gt;xoxo; eah&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6031740455961479728?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6031740455961479728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6031740455961479728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6031740455961479728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6031740455961479728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/lost-for-words-lost-for-thoughts.html' title='`Lost for words; lost for thoughts`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-1845622368336094737</id><published>2007-01-31T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:26:47.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Fill My Little World`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Feeling - Fill my little world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;I had a dream we went away&lt;br /&gt;Left this city for a day&lt;br /&gt;You took me southwards on a plane&lt;br /&gt;And showed me Spain or somewhere&lt;br /&gt;But in reality you're not so keen to show me anything&lt;br /&gt;And I thought you liked me&lt;br /&gt;Hey, &lt;strong&gt;show some love&lt;/strong&gt;, you aint so tough&lt;br /&gt;Come &lt;strong&gt;fill my little world right up, right up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday you're going to realise&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;I want you&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;To fill my little world right up, right up, right up&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so what you gonna do&lt;br /&gt;With all this stuff piling up, filling up and taking up&lt;br /&gt;You misunderstand me&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was some evidence&lt;br /&gt;That you really like me(You really like me)&lt;br /&gt;Hey, show some love, you aint so tough&lt;br /&gt;Come fill my little world right up, right up&lt;br /&gt;Someday you're going to realise(I want you)&lt;br /&gt;To fill my little world right up, right up, right up&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's all too much&lt;br /&gt;How come we're so messed up&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not enough&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're just too much&lt;br /&gt;Hey, show some love, you aint so tough&lt;br /&gt;Come fill my little world right up&lt;br /&gt;OhhOhhYeahHey, show some love, you aint so tough&lt;br /&gt;Come fill my little world right up, right up&lt;br /&gt;Someday you're going to realise(I want you)&lt;br /&gt;To fill my little world right up, right up&lt;br /&gt;Hey, show some love, you aint so tough&lt;br /&gt;Come fill my little world right up, right up&lt;br /&gt;Someday you're going to realise&lt;br /&gt;That I'm passing you by&lt;br /&gt;So fill your little world right up, right up, right up&lt;br /&gt;OhhCome on and show me you aint so tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to &lt;u&gt;lyrics.astraweb.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-1845622368336094737?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1845622368336094737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=1845622368336094737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1845622368336094737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1845622368336094737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/fill-my-little-world.html' title='`Fill My Little World`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-873444605292947935</id><published>2007-01-31T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T02:43:21.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Further; and further away...`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;I &lt;s&gt;can`t&lt;/s&gt; believe it.&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;em&gt;can`t.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I`m losing&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-873444605292947935?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/873444605292947935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=873444605292947935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/873444605292947935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/873444605292947935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/further-and-further-away.html' title='`Further; and further away...`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8447175767471971824</id><published>2007-01-29T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:07:21.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Kakak's bit for the pictures!~`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Next up; pics from &lt;strong&gt;Kakak&lt;/strong&gt;'s phone. =))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4ODOoHROI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2Amps0OEjVU/s1600-h/28-01-07_1137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025469682820793570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4ODOoHROI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2Amps0OEjVU/s320/28-01-07_1137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt; Dats me &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Fazleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025469974878569714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4OUOoHRPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LSDs3xL7VDI/s320/28-01-07_1138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Fazleen&lt;strong&gt; tembam&lt;/strong&gt;; Eah &amp; Siti.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025476125271737890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4T6OoHRiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/FV3w-TPucXI/s320/28-01-07_1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;3 anak dara: Rodiya; Solehah; Siti Hajar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025470662073337122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4O8OoHRSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YnN98rmVlws/s320/28-01-07_1255.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Kakak; Siti &amp; Eah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025470936951244082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4PMOoHRTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/p8M9GEcGzcs/s320/28-01-07_1258.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Candid. Noone aware of the snapping camera. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025471241893922114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4Pd-oHRUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fGAuVsS2LFE/s320/28-01-07_1315.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Siti; Eah &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ibu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025471456642286930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4PqeoHRVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/at85blZ0G-A/s320/28-01-07_1354.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;strawberry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly cant eat much of it bcz its so much of &lt;em&gt;cream&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025471589786273122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4PyOoHRWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DEI7W_c_thU/s320/28-01-07_1358.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Our cousin; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Acap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Nama betol Ashraf. Hurhur~&lt;br /&gt;(Anak Cik Tina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025471783059801458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4P9eoHRXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZF8p_c6un08/s320/28-01-07_1410.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Euphorika; Rodiva; Destinesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025472083707512194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4QO-oHRYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WjqWQ0E7xn8/s320/28-01-07_1411.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;So, does any of my sisters look like &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025472264096138642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4QZeoHRZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/t5dMMmINR-c/s320/28-01-07_1416.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Yayat; Taufik; Ani; Hisyam; Fateen; Siti; Eah.&lt;br /&gt;Siti tak baik, kata eah mcm budak kecik kat dlm gmbr ni. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wekkk..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025472620578424226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4QuOoHRaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lOo5CPUY5ps/s320/28-01-07_1430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Let me intro u from left is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Abg Shahrul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (1st bro of the groom); &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kak Nor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aka Shareena (the &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; sister of the groom); &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pak Uda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (my mum's elder bro) &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cik Tina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aka Busu (my mum's last sister)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025472796672083378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4Q4eoHRbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/q5d7C66BUQU/s320/28-01-07_1446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;From left: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abg E'en&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (pronounced as Ee-yen); &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abg Harry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; and err. Oops I forgot her name. &lt;em&gt;Wadizitagain?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025472972765742530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4RCuoHRcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Ptg_2lQM0s4/s320/28-01-07_1454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;And here is my cousin, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Epit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aka Shafeeq, the last bro of the groom. Tgh stress main kompang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025473316363126226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4RWuoHRdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RZalpcDclJM/s320/28-01-07_1522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Ah! My sis cam too dark la.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, dats me, Bapak, Bride&amp;Groom, Siti, Mak &amp;amp; Kakak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025473522521556450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4RiuoHReI/AAAAAAAAAF8/PgD3xxH7EMY/s320/28-01-07_1739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mak &amp; Cik Tina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Many times me, my sisters &amp;amp; my cousins hug or call the wrong mother bcz our mothers look so alike!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025473758744757746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4RweoHRfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zF4pTi-AS-Q/s320/28-01-07_1753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROSS&lt;/strong&gt;: Rodiya; Solehah &amp; Siti Hajar. &lt;em&gt;Hurhur~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dats my cute &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;datok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025473913363580418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4R5eoHRgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ffv82BY-2CE/s320/28-01-07_1755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay, at the end of the day da penat kan.. Cant think of better and more decent poses. Pouting aje la yg kita tau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025474291320702482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4SPeoHRhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZNYqu-6F3j0/s320/28-01-07_1847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay, last pic!! Dats my cousin, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (anak Pak Uda) &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Epit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Epit is botak bcz baru masuk NS &amp;amp; he's only 17!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8447175767471971824?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8447175767471971824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8447175767471971824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8447175767471971824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8447175767471971824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/kakaks-bit-for-pictures.html' title='`Kakak&apos;s bit for the pictures!~`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb4ODOoHROI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2Amps0OEjVU/s72-c/28-01-07_1137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-2293079121371034628</id><published>2007-01-29T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:37:11.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Pictures from Yayat!~`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Yesss! Finally Yayat masuk msn &amp; pass me his bit for &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28.01.07 Abg Harry's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; wedding. Enjoy!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025425062405555314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb3ld-oHRHI/AAAAAAAAACc/I_9kNATKrQs/s320/S6000203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st row:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Kakak; Siti; Eah; Cik Su; Yayat.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd row:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Fazleen; Shireen; Nureen.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025425212729410690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb3lmuoHRII/AAAAAAAAACk/sUbwlYYd-X4/s320/S6000204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st row:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Kakak; Siti; Eah; Fateen; Cik Su.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd row:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Fazleen; Yayat; Aisyah; Nureen.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025425350168364178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb3luuoHRJI/AAAAAAAAACs/jNFQcJD8v5c/s320/S6000208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Siti; Kakak; Yayat; Taufik; Eah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025425461837513890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb3l1OoHRKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mXeEqRbHpQU/s320/S6000210.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back row:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Taufik &amp; Ani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Center row:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Fateen; Siti; Eah &amp; Kakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First row:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Hisyam&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025425629341238450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb3l--oHRLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zwPEJ9uuhUA/s320/S6000219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The groom &amp; bride!~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I love her &lt;u&gt;baju&lt;/u&gt; pengantin!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025425844089603266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb3mLeoHRMI/AAAAAAAAADE/hCEmOHD-oF8/s320/S6000229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The budak kompangs.&lt;/strong&gt; My cousin, &lt;strong&gt;Shafeeq&lt;/strong&gt; is the one in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;light green&lt;/span&gt;. He looked so stressed playing the kompang seyy; ape hal tah. &lt;em&gt;Haha!~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025426101787641042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb3maeoHRNI/AAAAAAAAADM/-c9JQu7z6o4/s320/S6000244.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;And this is my beloved &lt;strong&gt;mother&lt;/strong&gt;. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-2293079121371034628?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2293079121371034628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=2293079121371034628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2293079121371034628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/2293079121371034628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/pictures-from-yayat.html' title='`Pictures from Yayat!~`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/Rb3ld-oHRHI/AAAAAAAAACc/I_9kNATKrQs/s72-c/S6000203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-1179928081877629997</id><published>2007-01-28T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:35:46.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`A snippet of Abg Harry's wedding.`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Came back from Bandar Baru Uda, Tampoi with flu. Ee. tak sedap nye! But anyways. Managed to grab a couple of photos from my cousin, Yayat. Nama betul is Hidayat. I have yet to take pictures from Kak Nor, and Kakak. Here's the first pic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025116211307299874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbzMkeoHRCI/AAAAAAAAABs/1u0N_Jzd3YE/s320/856326560l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Entah eh ni. Star Wars tak menjadi di Kg Jln Jagong. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Dats Yayat &amp; me; Eah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025116881322198066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbzNLeoHRDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/f04GBzS0Ro4/s320/458070801l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;And this is Yayat(`88); Eah(`87); Fateen(`95) &amp;amp; Ani(`86)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;There are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;LOADS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more to come so. I cant wait to see them for myself! This weekend is Abg Harry's wedding. Next week is Cik Ngah's!! Minah2 kendarats! Pakai &lt;strong&gt;purples&lt;/strong&gt; okays? Woohoo!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-1179928081877629997?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1179928081877629997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=1179928081877629997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1179928081877629997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/1179928081877629997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/snippet-of-abg-harrys-wedding.html' title='`A snippet of Abg Harry&apos;s wedding.`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbzMkeoHRCI/AAAAAAAAABs/1u0N_Jzd3YE/s72-c/856326560l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-8121516483424154046</id><published>2007-01-27T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:42:44.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Bored at home`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;My dad got back from JB at 7pm just now. Now he's resting so waiting for him to wake up and we all will get ready to leave. I know. It's so late now. But it's okay, we don wanna get caught in the jam at the checkpoint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Wow. Dat much needed sleep made me not hungry. Had the first meal for the day at 6pm, but tak habes pon. Sorry kak. Think my flu made me lose the appetite. Now just changing the skin and update the other pieces of my blog. &amp; listening to songs. Dont tink my ears can take d blast much longer. But it's okay. Just want my mind to stop thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Thinking abt what? Abt... mm... people who mean a lot to me... why things happen... why do I lose them... why it doesnt feel the same as it used to... why do ppl treat me the way they do... why are some being nice, why are some mean... what will happen tmr... what ifs... do I want what ever I lost back... do I want to fill up my empty world... do my opinions matter... am I right in thinking things this way... abt my bff`s... yup... things like dat... i noe its very vague... not even saying anythn with much details... But it's okay. &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noone bothers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Anw, Sukh darling says she will be on the flight home Jun15, touching down on Jun16. Looking forward to the day u come back, dear. Wanna have another bday celebration, somethn like last yr. Just the 3 of us. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cam-whoring; pigging out; laughing; hugging; talking; crapping; hanging out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Miss the 3 of us bff`s. Take care over there in Birmingham, Sukh. Study hard for ur exams later. Haha. And Guek dearie, hope the intestine infection will go away soon. Hardly see u ard in sch now. Better take care. Haiz. We 3 will soon &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;re-unite&lt;/span&gt; okay? = ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024701098423174130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbtTBuoHQ_I/AAAAAAAAABI/m-fTlDv3QX4/s320/3423718776474l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024701369006113794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbtTReoHRAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/5a65JZa07sc/s320/33953163310295l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Btw, with the help of Julie, or her suggestion rather; haha, I named one of my new born kittens after &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; call it &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;lil zoal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Here's a pic of it snuggling under his 2 other unnamed next-of-kins. Thx Julie for the pic, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024702339668722706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbtUJ-oHRBI/AAAAAAAAABY/oQ3J_bgsfmA/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-8121516483424154046?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8121516483424154046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=8121516483424154046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8121516483424154046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/8121516483424154046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/bored-at-home.html' title='`Bored at home`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbtTBuoHQ_I/AAAAAAAAABI/m-fTlDv3QX4/s72-c/3423718776474l%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-6399346753820898651</id><published>2007-01-26T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T20:23:36.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Anna Molly`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No reason why I gave `Anna Molly` as the title of this entry; just dat its the song I`m listening to right now. What am I up to? 7:51pm; I`m still at Project Room 1 &lt;em&gt;doing MP&lt;/em&gt;. Doing the print screens for the poster. Fasha, Sha, Julie &amp; Nad left long ago. It`s okay la, since I won`t be here tmr aftnn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I`m leaving for M`sia tmr aftnn bcz my cousin, Abg Harry, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;getting married&lt;/span&gt;. So, I`m going after tmr`s POT talk or whatever it is, I suppose. So, right now, trying to finish up the print screens for the poster before emailing the final thingy png file to Nad, in case u need to edit my &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;disgusting piece of work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. Haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It`s 8:05pm now, and &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; just called. Sad dat nari tak dpt jumpa &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; pasal he caught the flu. Haiz. So its like, dont think I can get to meet him tmr, &lt;em&gt;Sunday pulak aku tak tau arh&lt;/em&gt;. Entah aku balik malam besok ke tak seyy. Feel bad abt yday`s lunch incident. Ugh. Tapi okay la eh, yday we talked on the phone till 5am. See, I told u &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; I won`t be flying early last night. Landing aje yg lambat. But I loved the &lt;em&gt;looonng&lt;/em&gt; phonecall last nyte. Ape tah kita bebual, byk seyy. Haha, so funny to hear someone who was abt to fly, saying,"&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;fly with me.&lt;/span&gt;" Wahaaha! Cute ke pe.. Abeh nampak sah dia da nak go, bcz my qns was &lt;em&gt;left unanswered&lt;/em&gt; for almost a min. Tiba2 dia diam je.. Lain macam aje.. Pe hal.. Plane dia da sampai.. Haha okay lame. Sorry eh dear, I main2kan u semlm abt my dad. Alaa, fair la.. U always trick me tau.. Don`t worry, my dad don`t suspect anythn of dat &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;mat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. Okie? =)) Heehee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; is like asking me to go home &lt;em&gt;NOW&lt;/em&gt;. Cannot la &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; doing MP.. Besok da la cant stay back.. Have to overtime ni. Okay, dear? Cakap dgn i pandai eh, suruh balik cepat. I ckp kat dia, sampai skrg dia belum sampai rumah.. Da la sakit.. Ni kes sengaje nak buat org susah hati la ni.. Hmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-6399346753820898651?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6399346753820898651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=6399346753820898651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6399346753820898651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/6399346753820898651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/anna-molly.html' title='`Anna Molly`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-5401486113668416534</id><published>2007-01-25T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:39:34.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Overdue pics`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Sorry. Realized I didn`t post the pic taken with Shan Wee. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023913929702065058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbiHGeoHQ6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/n7kudKVnxnE/s320/ShanWee..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DanzerZ Inc.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pic taken at the 6th Quarter Finals for Dhool. Too bad we didn`t get through to the Semis but I still treasure &amp; miss the dance practices with u guys! This also goes out to Mat Rep (Magen/Kana); Bala; Rina; Maya; Kavi &amp; sorry if I miss out any of u guys names! =)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;miss u!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023915664868852658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbiIreoHQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HDJJ9qTdzGQ/s320/dan_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;And these pics were taken &lt;strong&gt;weeeeks&lt;/strong&gt; ago I nvr rmbred to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Well, I don`t seem to have much photos taken now. I wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023917417215509442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbiKReoHQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/neoxRca-t_k/s320/120477146l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023918078640473042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbiK3-oHQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/LOizIFd2SAI/s320/540800730l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;And a pic of our MP group: &lt;strong&gt;MP28&lt;/strong&gt; on our&lt;strong&gt; last day&lt;/strong&gt; of MP SESSION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024314701690389474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbnzmeoHQ-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/37LNKKOvHg0/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Copy the pic from Nad`s blog. Muka sungguh pucats dan buruks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-5401486113668416534?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5401486113668416534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=5401486113668416534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/5401486113668416534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/5401486113668416534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/overdue-pics.html' title='`Overdue pics`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qe3GQx200Xo/RbiHGeoHQ6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/n7kudKVnxnE/s72-c/ShanWee..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7894698958340236800</id><published>2007-01-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T12:25:21.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`my love`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am in lab now, just listening to Ciara`s "My Love" from her new album, The Evolution. Such a nice song. Somehow makes me cry. Bcz i donno why i keep losing my treasures wen i found them. No matter how hard i try to keep `em, they just go when they feel like it. If i lose you, the feeling wont be the same. The other day, my dad was telling me, for example if a guy divorces his wife, Allah will take away the nikmat that He has given to them.. Somethn like a balasan for not appreciating the nikmat He has given.. If the guy asks for her back, she wouldnt be feeling the same thing like last time bcz the nikmat has been taken away. So thankful for my dad to have told me dat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bcz i now understand what i feel, &amp; what i no longer feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nikmat ni does not only apply to love r'ships, but also to friendships etc. Nowadays keep listening to songs like &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sarah McLachlan's Adia, Building A Mystery &amp;amp; I Will Remember You,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ciara's Like A Boy &amp;amp; My Love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Incubus,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Feeling,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The Kooks,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Zutons,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The Killers,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Fray,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Muse&lt;/span&gt; etc.. Sometimes up mood sometimes mellow mood.. Ugghhh. Let me end this entry off with some lyrics of Ciara's My Love. U should listen to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause if you only knew what I felt for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You would have held on tighter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fought a little harder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Been a little smarter and now you're gonna miss my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And one day soon you'll see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll reach out for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy you had a keeper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't know how to treat her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should have felt a little deeper and now you're gonna miss my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hugs (and)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My kisses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you're gonna miss it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And while you're trippin on the love we could have had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm movin on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got to (and)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't no lookin back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7894698958340236800?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7894698958340236800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-7778035444131041818</id><published>2007-01-23T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:31:40.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Wondering who; what; why; how?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yup; it`s &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; who wrote the last entry. haha. don`t ask. not gonna answer :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-7778035444131041818?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7778035444131041818/comments/default' 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src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-1891300129263157058</id><published>2007-01-23T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T15:05:52.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;frankly speaking, i don’t know you well but what i’m sure of is, i want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe that thru sharing our thoughts, our past, our ambitions, our feelings and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will learn and understand each other well; even ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so let it speak for itself and not words."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- zoal; observe. analyse. learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-5179588593053832142</id><published>2007-01-21T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:45:43.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`I officially shed my first tears in 2007; why?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the middle of last month, I kept having weird dreams. Ppl say its &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mainan tido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but to me I noe they always tell me somethn. I just have to figure it out if I wanna noe wad it means. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Warning&lt;/span&gt;: dreams may not make sense, but &lt;u&gt;there are &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;significant things&lt;/span&gt; dat we shud take note of&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and my frenz&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;, only rmbred Julie, Nad and Fasha being in it tho I noe there were some others,&lt;/span&gt; were at some supermarket to get some snacks. Walking back to sch, I had to cross the road and it was &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt; heavily. I opened my &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;umbrella&lt;/span&gt; but I tink it got inverted? I closed and opened it again and crossed the wet, wet road. When I reached the shelter, Julie was dere waiting for me to go up to class together. Ape tah kita beli, masing2 bawak beg plastic sendiri. I rmbred the sky became dark and it was like a storm was gonna come or somethn. We were all going up the &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;stairs&lt;/span&gt; in a single file. But halfway up, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the stairs don’t seem to go up&lt;/span&gt;. I donno how to say this, but it’s like after I climbed the flight of stairs and turning to climb the next, it’s going &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; instead of up. I just went ahead. And the next flight of stairs was still going down. I tink I was at the same level for dat while. I stopped, turned back, asked Fasha to go before me so dat I know im not ‘going down’. Surprisingly, the stairs were going up, back to normal. Okay so, continuing to reach the last floor, I realized dere was a &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;little girl&lt;/span&gt; clinging to the railing of the staircase landing. Do u get the picture? This staircase, u can see the outside. She seemed to want climb over the thing, she could fall &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;any second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! But all my friends buat dek je main jalan naik tangga. I went to the girl, brought her down. I asked the girl, “Knp adek panjat? Adek nak g ane?” She said, ”Ada org tu kat pokok, dia panggil2 adek.” I looked at the tall tree outside&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;, like coconut tree seyy sesat,&lt;/span&gt; and I saw &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Cik Pon&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Pelik kan? Then I wanted to carry the girl up the last flight of stairs and out the &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;door&lt;/span&gt;, but there was a force pulling me. I hugged the girl and crouched at the corner, I told her to baca la. While I was calming her&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;, and also myself,&lt;/span&gt; down, the Cik Pon was mocking at me. Saying things like, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau baca pon kau fikir aku takut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kind of thing. She laughed at me sia, sial nye hantu. Then one of my guy friends who is warak, and I don rmbr who, was the last to reach the last floor. I asked him to help me, take the girl or help both of us to go up the tangga. He was like, “Huh? Asal kau tak kuat ke?” I told him the Cik Pon is ‘locking’ my legs’. He looked at the tree and said, “Eh ok, aku g cari kawan lagi tolong kau k tunggu jap.” &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Argh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ape nye budak ni tinggalkan aku ketakutan sia kat situ. The dream ended with me still saying prayers and staring at the light coming from the open door on top of the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another separate dream abt one of my &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;teeth falling out&lt;/span&gt;. It was already loose, looked painful but I felt nothing la. Haha! I played with the loose tooth till it fell out, and &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;a new tooth was just growing under&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With help from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://petrix.com/dreams/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://petrix.com/dreams/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; I managed to make sense of such weird things. Well, I don wanna say what it all means. All I know is dat I started the new year off quite well, optimistic, left a bad year behind. However, somethn dat has recently left me provoked me and the tears just came. Last nyte, it was excruciating enough for my brain to squeeze out the juice of what I blocked from remembering. I don’t want to leave it to fate in the first place, but why do u push it? Ur leaving it to fate, but in the meantime u don want to move on, u still want to take care of me. I just don’t get it okay. I don’t. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What my instincts tell me, is what I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-5179588593053832142?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5179588593053832142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=5179588593053832142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/5179588593053832142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/5179588593053832142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-middle-of-last-month-i-kept-having.html' title='`I officially shed my first tears in 2007; why?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116929332740988359</id><published>2007-01-20T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T19:42:07.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Boy I miss you so.`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainy day today. And bcz of dat, i lazy go down to sch to do MP. Also, its the first day of the month seyy. Today &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; work, so tak dpt jumpa dia. Macam tak sah gitu kalau tak jumpa. Nak jumpa mesti hari2. Kalau tak jumpa, sms mcm nak gila. Haha. Padahal smlm baru jumpa &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; kat Woodlands. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; ur pantun of the day is soo short, but adorable can? Org kata i just wanted to see u, tu pon lambat processing nye. Haha! Ee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`...I wanna be with u, evryday.`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today just stay at home, watch "Time for dancing" at Channel5. Help me pass the time since cant get to see &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;. I`m waitin for ur reply btw &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; da abes kerja lom? Nak talk to u, bcz i want see u tmr, can? &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*keeps fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116929332740988359?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116929332740988359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116929332740988359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116929332740988359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116929332740988359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/boy-i-miss-you-so.html' title='`Boy I miss you so.`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116920646494143413</id><published>2007-01-19T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T15:50:45.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Continued from the previous entry`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha. Aku da agak mesti aku tak continue my last entry. I`ll just give u the highlights of yday, oritey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Came to sch for MP at 0900hrs as usual.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was the first day of TP`s Openhouse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanted ERM lab to end early so dat we cud catch the DK barat performance; but Mr Kelvin Lim keep stressing dat we gonna take 2 hrs for lab. Haha. In the end, we end at 12nn bcz somethn wrong wit the SAP haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walked around our school's openhouse, and saw Carrie Chong &amp; Shan Wee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took a pic wif only Shan bcz apparently none of us reali wanna take wif Carrie? Sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had late lunch. Before going back to lab to do MP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;`s sch, Republic Poly (RP). The new campus is reali reali &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. The buildings are so new dat i got semput bcz the place like no ventilation sia. Haha. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; i don want take dat flight of stairs okay. Went dere bcz nak meet &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b; &lt;/span&gt;tunggu dia dgn alif do some editing. Played &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;`s lappie in his &lt;em&gt;cool &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; lab&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. Eh, the lighting why so dim seyy? Sakit mata i. Well, at least u dpt jugak rasa campus baru sebelum graduate, kan? =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Da, den we head home. And i fell asleep, smsing &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116920646494143413?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116920646494143413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116920646494143413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116920646494143413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116920646494143413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/continued-from-previous-entry.html' title='`Continued from the previous entry`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116912868767757466</id><published>2007-01-18T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:28:10.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`I'm blogging bcz i ain`t got nothing to do`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I`m at&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; b;&lt;/span&gt;`s &lt;em&gt;cool &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; lab&lt;/em&gt;, waiting for him &amp; alif (sorry if wrong spelling) to finish editing their scenes. I bored, can? But anw, thx &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; for lending me ur lappie. U have the same lappie as me. Hmm. Verrrry similar..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I`m blogging now for no reason actuali. Haha. But since someone keep asking me why i tak blog and also bcz i aint got nothing to do while waiting, hence i bloggg. However i tink i cant finish whatever i wanna blog now since i tink they making a move soon. Haha. I see la if i wanna continue once i get back. Bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116912868767757466?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116912868767757466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116912868767757466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116912868767757466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116912868767757466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-blogging-bcz-i-aint-got-nothing-to.html' title='`I&apos;m blogging bcz i ain`t got nothing to do`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116870256053768908</id><published>2007-01-13T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:27:10.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Mr. Brown surprises Ms. Brown!`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My plan today was to wake up early, visit maktok (my grandma) &amp; meet &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; before headin to Suntec for the NTU talk. Well, somehow, the plan changed overtime. I watched the rain, tot dat i shud visit her later. I cant rmbr i sms julie or she sms me, but it was decided dat i come down earlier. So my plan changed from leaving the house early, see maktok &amp; meet &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; to leaving the house at 1400hrs &amp; meet &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; first, to leaving the house asap to meet julie &amp; siti before meeting &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;. Erm, any idea why? Somehow dear &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; got Julie`s no. from Nad, pakat wit her to play on me. Actuali, niat &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; baik la, &amp; sweet. He just wanted to meet me at my block &amp;amp; leave together. Haha, &amp; he intended it to be a surprise. So while i have siap all &amp;amp; rush out of the house &amp; got down to level 1, i called &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hello. U kat ne?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"I still in school, tgh break. U? Da keluar belum?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Da la. U told me to call u wen I leave the house wad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Ok.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; *silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Ok? Hello? Asal diam? Ape nye yg ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Huh? Oh takda pape, just say ok je."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~At this time i realized a guy was walking behind me entah keluar dari mane la. But I buat bodoh.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Kol brp u leaving sch?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Da nak keluar la, soon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I waited at the bus stop on the stairs &amp; the guy stood behind me. I wanted to turn, but I only half turn, nvr reali looked. Then i saw 222 approachin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Siallah!"&lt;/span&gt; *starts to fumble for my ezlink in my bag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Asal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"No, takda pape. Tunggu jap eh, tunggu jap.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I board the bus. There was a mat in front of me, &amp;amp; dat guy was still behind me. Ugh! &amp; this mat pulak irritating nvr pay correct fare, badan da la besar block the way. Then, he walked first, I tapped my card. &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;SUDDENLY!&lt;/span&gt; (haha, nak kasi mcm terperanjats gitu ye)...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Jalan tak tgk belakang ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dat guy talked to me from my back &amp;amp; I turned to see who the hell....~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Eh?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; laa!! Haha! We sat down &amp; he told me la, he got Julie to pakat wif him. I tak percaya dat it was Julie, so i asked him to show her no. la. Skali reali Julie seyy. Like whaaaat! Play on me siaa.. ='( Ape seyy.. Then, i merajuk abit la. Paiseyy tau! Den &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; said,"Ala, org da dtg ni bagi surprise kena marah seyy..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaahh! Tak baik eh u &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;! Sampai pakat dgn Julie semua.. Tapi, ur gesture very sweet la okay? =D I was just still in shock, donno nak react canne. Abeh u pakat dgn i pe? Pakai baju &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;? Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sucha nice day =) After go NTU talk, me &amp; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; go Mac at Marina Square, had a light meal. Then since walkin in Marina Sq. was sooo colddd, we decided to walk outside to Esplanade. From Esplanade, we sat at the bridge &amp; talked. After a while, I suggested,"Wanna walk to Chinatown from here?" He said,"Huh? Walk? Serious kape? Can laa. I anythn." I said,"Okay, then I can show u where i used to work last time also."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we walked, hand in hand. I ajak him go inside Fullerton Hotel, bcz i wanna go toilet! Haha! Den, we walked past OCBC, Singtel, Great Eastern, China Square, Hong Lim Complex &amp;amp; he brought me to a place in Chinatown dat i nvr reali knew existed! Haha! Its like the "bazaar Geylang" of Chinatown. Da rounding-rounding, we walked up to Outram to SGH. Knp ni &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; so sweet? Aah! He da sent me to the hosp, den he went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nenek is fine, Alhamdullilah! &amp; my datok is sooo cute laaa! Eee! Geram! I reached Ward 73, saw my datok first, waved at him &amp;amp; went up to him. I salam him &amp; asked,"Mana bilik dia?" Tok kata,"Entah la, tok tgh cari balik ni! Tok lupa kat ne!" Haha!!! Astaga, cute laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After da bebual2 wif maktok all, me, siti, tok, mak &amp;amp; bapak left to have dinner at Seah Im hawker opp. HarbourFront. Wah so fulfilling &amp; fun wif my datok around! Ah Julie, bet u wanna noe how his actions were! So cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realli appreciate the surprise tau &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; bcz &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love surprises&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)) U made my day today, just like evryday other day. heart u, &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; i heart my family =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116870256053768908?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116870256053768908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116870256053768908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116870256053768908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116870256053768908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/mr-brown-surprises-ms-brown.html' title='`Mr. Brown surprises Ms. Brown!`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116852708678494405</id><published>2007-01-11T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:51:26.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Hold my hand; b.`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woke up at 0800.&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; smsed me, checked if i was up.&lt;br /&gt;i rollin`-rollin` first &amp; msged him b4 i got out of bed to mandi.&lt;br /&gt;he asked if i wanna go &lt;u&gt;breakfast&lt;/u&gt; wit him, &amp;amp; after dat he`ll &lt;u&gt;send me to sch&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i said yeh, where to meet?&lt;br /&gt;he told me meet at tamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(im supposed to meet julie&amp;sha in sch at 1000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in d end, we ate roti prata opp TP.&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast, he sent me supposedly silicon lab laa.&lt;br /&gt;but wen he saw so many ppl at the corridors,&lt;br /&gt;he pressure &amp;amp; decided to send me till d lift only.&lt;br /&gt;den i said "ok, i go put my bag first, den i come back show u d way out".&lt;br /&gt;haha. i meant to get julie&amp;sha to see him.&lt;br /&gt;but wen i came back out, he saw them, he ran down d stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dammit la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was a bit upset la, but salah aku jugak la kan..&lt;br /&gt;i nvr asked him if he was ok wit it.&lt;br /&gt;sorry &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;after ERM lab, me, julie, sha &amp; fasha went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;haha. julie was like irritating me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;d whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wen nad came, nad was irritating sha d whole time.&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, went back to biz tech lab to do MP.&lt;br /&gt;someone wanted to meet.&lt;br /&gt;i lazy to find fault again, i juz say ok.&lt;br /&gt;den later on 4 or 5 plus, &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; sms tanya dia nk...&lt;br /&gt;whenever he says like dat, dia nak jumpa la tu.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;i looked out d window; it was raining &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;elephants&amp;monkeys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sia.&lt;br /&gt;and its a sign dat someone runs a lower chance of meeting me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mana leh naik motor hujan2..&lt;br /&gt;dangerous pe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;told him next time can, terus mengamok &lt;em&gt;aahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i lazy talk abt him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;wen&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; b;&lt;/span&gt; was on his way to TP,&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; fasha g lib jap, cari buku PHP.&lt;br /&gt;smsed&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; b;&lt;/span&gt; to meet me in front of lib.&lt;br /&gt;heh. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; very cute tau. da tau hujan; dia pakai &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;seliper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bawak payung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pakai kasut tak nak...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my putera air batu..&lt;br /&gt;den &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; went down to d comp lab wit me;&lt;br /&gt;tried to help me wit the PHP codes.&lt;br /&gt;we were still in d lab wen all my frenz have left;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;except ziming &amp; vishal.&lt;br /&gt;we left sch.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to eat.&lt;br /&gt;we headed to Bedok BK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thx la &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; for d PHP help contribution &amp; replyin dat someone.&lt;br /&gt;my mind becoming blank uh...&lt;br /&gt;and next time don wanna walk home wit me,&lt;br /&gt;can just tell me.&lt;br /&gt;we can take d bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tell me laa abt ur dream; &lt;em&gt;can??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;`...hold my hand; b.`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116852708678494405?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116852708678494405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116852708678494405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116852708678494405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116852708678494405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/hold-my-hand-b.html' title='`Hold my hand; b.`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116849657331752988</id><published>2007-01-11T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:31:44.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Mood swing from foul to good`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay, can i be d 3rd or 4th person, i donno which, to blog abt d cockroach thingy??&lt;br /&gt;ok, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;since sha blog it in &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;'script'&lt;/span&gt; form, i shall blog it using a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;diagram&lt;/span&gt;. haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2083/440/320/128919/lab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As u can see where each of us were sitting at in d lab yday doing MP,&lt;br /&gt;i shall tell u abt the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cockroach incident&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;all of us were stressed up for MP, all eyes glued to each of our comps';&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly julie pekik "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;COCKROACH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" and pointed near 1 (the door).&lt;br /&gt;she terus moved back, pushing her chair out of d way.&lt;br /&gt;siallah, d lipas was so near to me sia, and i tink i &lt;em&gt;squat&lt;/em&gt; on my chair.&lt;br /&gt;i tink la, &lt;s&gt;cant rmbr&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; semua geli, terpekik2 when d lipas ran under julie &amp;amp; sha table.&lt;br /&gt;entah bila tiba2 fasha da kat 2 (the other door), getting ready to go out of d room.&lt;br /&gt;then all go there sia.&lt;br /&gt;d lipas pulak trick us. slowly crept back under 1, &amp; so i said "eh da la korang dia da keluar.."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; nad was like "&lt;em&gt;NO!&lt;/em&gt; its still under the door."&lt;br /&gt;sial nye lipas masuk balik, &amp; i jumped out of my chair &amp;amp; ran to 1.&lt;br /&gt;it ran to under sha's table &amp; stayed dere.&lt;br /&gt;since nad was d nearest to 3, where there were boxes on top of d cupboard,&lt;br /&gt;told her to take d box &amp;amp; smack dat thing.&lt;br /&gt;haha! while they figured out, i ran out, took one round &amp; stood outside 1.&lt;br /&gt;in d lab in front of nad, sha &amp;amp; julie, there were other students who were&lt;br /&gt;looking at us &amp; wondering wth we were screaming abt, jumping here &amp;amp; dere.&lt;br /&gt;i went in dat lab &amp; told one of the chinese guy, who was lookin into our lab,&lt;br /&gt;"can please help us? got cockroach inside."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; d guy turn back to his frenz &amp; said "&lt;em&gt;eh, cockroach laaarr..&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;he went out &amp;amp; stood wif me.&lt;br /&gt;"actuali, im also scared of cockroach one eh"&lt;br /&gt;"huh what? eh help la. we also scared it can fly one"&lt;br /&gt;"fly ah?! ayo i more scared arh dat one!"&lt;br /&gt;den somehow wen d cockroach crept back out under 1, d guy stand by the rug outside 1&lt;br /&gt;&amp; throw it on d thing &amp;amp; stamped on it!&lt;br /&gt;haha! &amp; sha also went &lt;em&gt;stomp! stomp! stomp!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah we reali de-stress. thx to the lipas.&lt;br /&gt;but sorry we had to kill u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;we left the lab so late. 2140 ard dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&amp;amp; i on my way to meet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;somebody got mad bcz i cant meet him.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, tink u ppl shud noe la kan.&lt;br /&gt;d one i don wanna say his name anymore.&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;em&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/em&gt; at me all d way till i reach tamp int.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;otw to tamp int,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;sms say his bus broke down &amp; have to wait for another bus.&lt;br /&gt;he sounded irritated &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;in d meantime, julie sms say, who knows,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;is trying to trick me.&lt;br /&gt;haha! i said no la don tink so.&lt;br /&gt;so was waiting at d top-up place dere, smsing dat someone.&lt;br /&gt;i noe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;`s sms came in but i was still replyin someone.&lt;br /&gt;skali, a voice behind me said "oh tak baca sms i eh?"&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;da sampai! &amp; saw dat i was replying to someone.&lt;br /&gt;then he was like "arh...! damn la. shit. should have taken my time seyy.."&lt;br /&gt;den i was like why...?&lt;br /&gt;den i read his sms.&lt;br /&gt;"alaa... b, this is taking ages. do u think we should still meet?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;u cant play my trick on &lt;em&gt;ME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentang2 d other day i made u run for me. heehee..&lt;br /&gt;so den, we decided to eat at bedok corner.&lt;br /&gt;nasi ayam penyet =)&lt;br /&gt;took 10 dere, and 14 to go back to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; d day yday..&lt;br /&gt;foul mood during lunchtime; swung back to gd mood towards d end of d day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;heart&lt;/s&gt; u&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116849657331752988?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116849657331752988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116849657331752988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116849657331752988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116849657331752988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/mood-swing-from-foul-to-good.html' title='`Mood swing from foul to good`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116831793131725950</id><published>2007-01-09T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:45:31.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`H-Y-P-E-R;; hyperventilating.`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay ppl. i donno what to blog abt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my blog is the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;most boring of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k maybe i shall talk abt today =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;super hyper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lack of sleep or too happy; &lt;em&gt;i donno&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im just &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yday, i went to sleep &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, i woke up &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love late nyte phone calls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talked wit &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; till 2+ in the morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Altho im having presentation later on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So da tido, i sadar at 6am, check my phone, Azry smsed at 4am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To say what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh i was patrolling ard ur block area, and i tot i saw u at the busstop"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mana aku ada merayap kol 4 pagi kat busstop pulak tu Azry?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da kena kacau, was fightin for my sleep which was already inadequate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Den, 7am da sadar, wake up to go sch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; called, checked whether i da bgn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha! And i woke up so hyper siaa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since last nyte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh but i happy la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somebody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sanggup run for me;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and nvr reali made a big fuss abt it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;except for the part dat he perspired in his sweater, running with d bulky bags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry dear. Gurau je..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And kalau nak meet, cakap je la okay..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Takmo *hint *hint.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nanti &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;b;&lt;/span&gt; tak dapat =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrapping off; I`m so freeeee nowww.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want go fly. k bye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116831793131725950?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116831793131725950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116831793131725950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116831793131725950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116831793131725950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/h-y-p-e-r-hyperventilating.html' title='`H-Y-P-E-R;; hyperventilating.`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116807630801759774</id><published>2007-01-06T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:27:13.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Stay with me; b.`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See your smile's, got me high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm begging to be part of your sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will fly, Seven four seven, 24/7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What am I saying, hyperventilating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want it to be, the game that you been playing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tek yuh time, join deh line fi knock me door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rock mi body, till u caan rock it no more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An if yu ready, yu fi really mek me soar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Like a bird in the sweet summer shore)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if yuh never know sey dat me waan yu do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step aside cuz some'in muss do you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You either will or you won't, you do or yuh don't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Better play me right in every note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh why, Oh why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yu dey pan mi mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you tell me why (Tell Me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why yu dey pan me mind (Mind)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My yute, tell yu di truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me want everything package up inna yu suit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You deh pon me mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And me ready feh recruit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show me wah you got if yuh waan me salute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know your watching me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz i been watching you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if u didnt know, im ready for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;`Stay with me; b.`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116807630801759774?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116781767587635045</id><published>2007-01-03T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:28:18.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`How my new year has been so far`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My new year has been quite rocky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DancerZ Inc. didnt qualify for semi-finals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But dat is not what im sad abt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im sad dat DancerZ inc. fell apart on New Year's day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im really tired of waiting for dat someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He purposely keeps me waiting for his answer/decision.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck la. I have been kept waiting for 3 weeks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;More like 5 months. Dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tink soon; i wont be replying his sms and will be rejecting his calls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I`ve had it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know been saying dat, but u noe why it has not end?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dat guy keeps running from reality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Menyusahkan hidup aku sial ni jantan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;On the other hand, someone has been giving me a lot of support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Appreciate it alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Bcz im slowly getting back my old positive self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Too much of negative vibes from the ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Notice i don even wanna say his name anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Jijik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Now am in lab, pening with php codes to install the ecards to send through email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;HOW TO DO.....!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116781767587635045?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116781767587635045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116781767587635045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116781767587635045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116781767587635045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-my-new-year-has-been-so-far.html' title='`How my new year has been so far`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116753503323050756</id><published>2006-12-31T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:29:52.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`That Morning`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I woke up on the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;morning of dec27`06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to find dat I don`t love the liar anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; I have been loving and cared for 4 years plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don`t feel anythn anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I meet him, it doesn`t make me smile anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His hugs, his kisses and his 'i miss you's don`t mean anythn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When he calls, i don`t feel like talking anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When he sms, i don`t feel like replying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I think it`s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;official.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is closed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it will be for very long.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The year has been too much for me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOO MUCH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I`ve had enough. And im ready to pack up and go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116753503323050756?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116753503323050756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116753503323050756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116753503323050756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116753503323050756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-morning.html' title='`That Morning`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116710872566074733</id><published>2006-12-26T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:31:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Million of Apologies`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry have not had d time to update!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dance is reali holding me up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting a job is put on hold too bcz of my dance commitments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not dat im complaining;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tink after im done with this competition,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should be free as per normal =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some pictures of me and my dance grp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*DancerZ Inc.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2083/440/320/32654/36583858yu84l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st row from left: Vinod a.k.a. Belah Pepek (guy in blue); Gajen a.k.a. Cicak (guy wif tie);&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maya (my scandal, my babe!); Ben a.k.a. Boost (the choreographer);&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karthik &amp; Kenny a.k.a. Duck (Vinod's bro)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;2nd row from left: Madina a.k.a. BlinkBlink (gurl in white); Rina a.k.a. OrangeJuice;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;Soul/Myself a.k.a. Ms Carrot &amp; Yoges (Karthik's sis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2083/440/320/857440/304796445l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 3 stooges: Soul; Rina; Maya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116710872566074733?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116710872566074733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116710872566074733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116710872566074733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116710872566074733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/million-of-apologies.html' title='`Million of Apologies`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116591560394745786</id><published>2006-12-12T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:32:12.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Aku 'kan tinggalkan segalanya..`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaulah cintaku yang pertama..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Menduakanmu tidak pernah sekali..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kalau benar tidak mungkin kita bersama..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maafkanku; aku tak ` kan kembali..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Need the translation sukhi darling?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just have a feeling dat u might be scratching ur head..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;[You are my first love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;To be unfaithful to you, I never once do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;If it's true we can never be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;Forgive me; i will not come back to you]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116591560394745786?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116591560394745786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116591560394745786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116591560394745786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116591560394745786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/aku-kan-tinggalkan-segalanya.html' title='`Aku &apos;kan tinggalkan segalanya..`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116558980343032967</id><published>2006-12-08T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:31:05.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Here I stand in utter silence; upset`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why izit dat i can be dere for u;&lt;br /&gt;but u cant do the same for me?&lt;br /&gt;why izit dat i will do all out just to be dere when u call..&lt;br /&gt;do i give too much just to make ur day?&lt;br /&gt;why does it not work the other way??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;companionship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no fucking to mood to eat at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116558980343032967?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116558980343032967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116558980343032967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116558980343032967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116558980343032967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-i-stand-in-utter-silence-upset.html' title='`Here I stand in utter silence; 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or think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She didn`t want to care abt her phone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She just wanted some time alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A peace of mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life was normal the next day. Almost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Came back home late, exhausted from all the workout.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before the bus stopped, she had a feeling someone was waiting for her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But was it a feeling or just a hope?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the music loudly blasting in her ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;she just took the lift up without caring who walked past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ache was throbbing in her head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Took a quick cold shower; washed up and dragged herself to bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to soothe her headache by sleeping; it took awhile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A knock on the door and her sis asked if she saw him below.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sis said,"Okay, so now i tell him to go home."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She said no and took the phone from sis and called him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have been an &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emotional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wreckkkkk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;aa&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aaa&lt;/span&gt;aaaaa&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aaa&lt;/span&gt;aaaaaaa&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aaaa&lt;/span&gt;aaaa&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;aaaaa&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aaa&lt;/span&gt;aahhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;susahnye hidop!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116546915640899951?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116546915640899951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116546915640899951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116546915640899951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116546915640899951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-do-i.html' title='`How do I?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116512206795971699</id><published>2006-12-03T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T13:01:36.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Love Bites!`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lovebites. cant get enuff of it. bite me, baybeh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116512206795971699?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116512206795971699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116512206795971699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116512206795971699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116512206795971699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-bites.html' title='`Love Bites!`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116499490727246922</id><published>2006-12-02T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:48:52.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`U were sooo cute`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I gotta admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Jam &amp; Hop this time round is &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Not all the songs are '&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;groovable&lt;/span&gt;' and not even the least latest hot songs or sumtin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Where did u guys get the DJ and host from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;And why end so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;early at 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;But nevertheless, we just danced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ahh! So many &lt;em&gt;idiots&lt;/em&gt; step on my feet la. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Was dancing all the way wif my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Guek&lt;/span&gt;! Ee. Geram aku tau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;And occasionally there were Nad, Yaya, Aida, Farid, Fad&amp;amp;bf, Ahmad and gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;The place was like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sauna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Altho i started off wif a bad morning, the day ended nice =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Was crying in bed, refused to get up;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Until my parents said,"Eah meh makan la!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;(My dad is back from hosp, btw.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Didnt go for lecture pon today. Mm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay, i shall not tink of wat makes me cry anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Take it; or leave it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Mr. A is back in my life; and I like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;U are &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;So after jam&amp;hop; walked outta school wif guek, asyraf, syimir, ahmad, haikal &amp;amp; adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Talked and talked and talked. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;The Troy part was &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hilarious&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Oh what a nyte! Why oh why wud i wanna be anywhere else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116499490727246922?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116499490727246922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116499490727246922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116499490727246922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116499490727246922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/u-were-sooo-cute.html' title='`U were sooo cute`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116498907311858345</id><published>2006-12-01T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:49:16.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Why wud i wanna be anywhere else?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riding through the city on my bike all day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause the filth took away my licence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It doesn't get me down and I feel ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause the sights that I'm seeing are priceless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything seems to look as it should&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I wonder what goes on behind doors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A fella looking dapper, but he's sittin with a slapper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I see it's a pimp and his crack whore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might laugh you might frown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walkin' round London town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sun is in the sky oh why oh why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would I wanna be anywhere else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sun is in the sky oh why oh why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would I wanna be anywhere else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you look with your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything seems nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if you look twice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can see it's all lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so fast.. and i don reali rmbr much. ha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i noe got many sad things happen la..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i don care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new year is coming. should look ahead to it. =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116490780729512636?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116490780729512636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116490780729512636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116490780729512636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116490780729512636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/december-already.html' title='`December already???`'/><author><name>destinesia 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;izit really worth it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;btw, am in love wif Nelly Furtado's `No Hay Igual`.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;It means "there's not the same". In Spanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I wanna dedicate this song to Apiz. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116490698849548007?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116490698849548007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116490698849548007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116490698849548007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.forgotten.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Do you think you're better off alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Do you think you're better off alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;This song is stuck in my head; as well as &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Irreplaceable by Beyonce Knowles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the left; To the left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standing in the front yard, telling me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I'm such a fool, talking 'bout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I'll never ever find a man like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got me twisted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You must not know 'bout me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You must not know 'bout me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could have another you in a minute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matter 'fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You must not know 'bout me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You must not know 'bout me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can have another you by tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116460669741877219?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116460669741877219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116460669741877219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116460669741877219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116460669741877219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-am-i.html' title='`Who am i?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116425550890720997</id><published>2006-11-23T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T12:28:52.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Dont act all shady`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left the house around 1035hrs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was walking along my usual route when I saw a man, calling out 'Hello'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I looked again and I realized he`s blind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He wanted to go the busstop I`m heading to but he went the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wrong way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, I helped him cross the road.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I kept a lookout for CT18 for him to board.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I helped him all the way till his ride came.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I forgot &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;no lab&lt;/span&gt; today. Hmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh, aku tak heran la eh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau susahkan org, asalkan kau happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How selfish. I nvr tot u wud be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And plz. I don like the facade ur putting up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got nothing to hide what for look away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And u turned ur back. Hypocritical.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Fuck la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sukati kau&lt;/em&gt; la eh jane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Aku ni siapa kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Dont say things when u FUCKING mean another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Dats ur problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Bcz of dat, u walk off happy, left others scratching their heads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;trying to find out what wrong they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;And bcz ur soooooo caught up wif urself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;U just shrug them off when all they wanna do is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;correct their 'mistake'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;As long as YOU ARE HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;It makes u feel COMPLETE right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I fucking hate ppl who just don do a thing or &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ANYTHN&lt;/span&gt; abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116425550890720997?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116425550890720997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116425550890720997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116425550890720997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116425550890720997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-act-all-shady.html' title='`Dont act all shady`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116419032287746234</id><published>2006-11-22T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T18:12:02.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`I aint complete. I dont have the 2 most closest ppl in life.`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When u are so attached to ppl whom u are close to,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but situations changed, and they are &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no longer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; close to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant turn left.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant turn right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bcz fuck. I got &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;noone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to turn to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ppl whom i first run to, has already &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;left my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, i donno if they are replacable,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i believe i &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;can replace&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can find others to be close wif.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dont believe in forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116419032287746234?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116419032287746234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116419032287746234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116419032287746234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116419032287746234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-aint-complete-i-dont-have-2-most.html' title='`I aint complete. I dont have the 2 most closest ppl in life.`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116400884406312581</id><published>2006-11-20T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T15:57:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`I may be a free lady; but my life is still controlled`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku betol tak paham perangai jantan. Asal dorang begitu nye &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why am I like so mad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found out Apiz smsed Rezal&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; behind my back&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Saturday (Nov18) I had performance. Apiz badly wanted to fetch me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So he came quite early, ard 2145hrs, Im supposed to end at 2200hrs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had one last item to perform, so I asked Apiz to hold my hp. I rmbred &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;locking my keypad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After performance and costume change, I came down to his bike.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I asked for my hp back and I realized its &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;not locked&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apiz said,"Tadi Ahmad sms".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I said,"Oh, okay".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I checked to see dat it &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;has been read&lt;/span&gt;. And wen I wanted to reply Ahmad,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realized my sms is &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;not in dictionary mode&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apiz &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; type in dictionary mode.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he read my sms, he said no.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then wen I asked why is my hp not locked, he just shrugged and said donno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF. Tipu pon tak teragak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did I find out he sms Rezal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bcz it has been more than a wk I din contact Rezal. I told myself to contact him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;once Im done wif my Nov18 performance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dats how I get the confirmationssss Apiz threatened Rezal to &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;jaga mulut and stay away from me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTFFFFFFFFFFF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Broke up wif me but yet wanna control my social life&lt;/span&gt;. Fucking fuuuuuucccccck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously la. I just think dat guys right, when they already have a girl who love him sooo much;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they still think there is someone out there for him. A better one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why cant guys appreciate the one that they have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just feel like i shud stop dating. Kan senang utk semua pihak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ughhhhhhh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116400884406312581?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116400884406312581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116400884406312581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116400884406312581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116400884406312581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-may-be-free-lady-but-my-life-is.html' title='`I may be a free lady; but my life is still controlled`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116314087556443969</id><published>2006-11-10T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T14:41:15.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Why do I still?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I not cry?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I not be sad abt it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When ppl who mean a lot to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don`t really wanna be wif me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why shud I try?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why shud I tink abt it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ain`t got anywhere to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ain`t got anyone to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wif evryday dat I continue to live my life, I learnt dat I shudn`t get myself &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;too attached&lt;/span&gt; to anythn or anyone. Bcz when they`re gone, it hurts to feel &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;empty &amp; abandoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I shud brainwash myself by saying &lt;em&gt;nothing means anythn anymore; nothing is impt&lt;/em&gt;. I shud nvr expect anythn in return. There is &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; meaning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I tink back, I don tink I wud ever go back to Apiz &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; he asks me back. He already said I`m not The One, why shud I be stupid? Being kind to others but being unfair to myself is &lt;em&gt;soo stupid&lt;/em&gt;. Gd thing my memory isn`t working well. I even forgot dat sometimes I sneak out late at nyte when he wants to see me. Donno why I still care. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Why soul, why?&lt;/span&gt; Why do u care abt ppl who leave u?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aliff was right. I care too much; and Apiz doesn`t want it. Oh. But I forgot. Aliff left me too. They make it look so easy to leave.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don tink I want anymore r`ships. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Love`s messy&lt;/span&gt;. And till now, no fren ever reali stayed. Wonder where I get support from sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just don feel like caring &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116314087556443969?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116314087556443969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116314087556443969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116314087556443969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116314087556443969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-do-i-still.html' title='`Why do I still?`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116299843378522855</id><published>2006-11-08T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:07:13.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Evryone has problems`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`Evryone has problems`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presentation was a bit &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;shitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bcz I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;can`t answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; d part dat I was presenting. Mm, dats all. Hopefully, it`s all okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Met &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Guek darling&lt;/span&gt; for a bit at mushroom. Asked her to buy me a Hiro cake. Juz wanted to pass d time wif her while I wait for Aimi. Guek is forever cute laa. How can I not love my best friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At abt 1845hrs, Aimi reached IT sch carpark to pick me up. Hah. Funny guy. So, we went Simpang Bedok for him to buka. &lt;em&gt;Puasa enam laa org tu&lt;/em&gt;. We juz sat &amp; ate &amp;amp; chat. Aimi said dat I looked &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pale&lt;/span&gt;. I was like,"Okayy...First time org kata gitu." According to him, I looked more happy d first time we met at hot fren`s chalet. Hah, and I said,"But during dat time, I was more sad compared to now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well Aimi, I agree. Evryone has their own problems. Life is not life if there are no problems. Hah, and tumpang dgn ini budak eh, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;lepak sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Kelakar. Siao. And I found out too dat, tho I noe Adam is like his sooo long time fren since primary sch, I realized he knows Syaf (Syafiqah) &amp; Adil too. Small small world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I`m happy wif d banner I did for d cc. The cc whose tarian I`m involved wif. And speaking of which, someone from Aunty`s side &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;is interested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Jemputan org kawin. Performance. What am I talkin abt? Heh, =P I donno... Here`s d banner I did, btw.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2083/440/320/banner-title3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116299843378522855?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116299843378522855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116299843378522855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116299843378522855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116299843378522855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/evryone-has-problems.html' title='`Evryone has problems`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116295648843525205</id><published>2006-11-08T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:47:10.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Trigger me`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`Trigger me`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I donno what izit dat I do evryday.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I cud remember.&lt;br /&gt;Bcz I wake up evry morning tired.&lt;br /&gt;With no piece of ydays left in my head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2083/440/200/endstonight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116295648843525205?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116295648843525205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116295648843525205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116295648843525205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116295648843525205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/trigger-me.html' title='`Trigger me`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116278358287512812</id><published>2006-11-06T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:30:23.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`How November began for me`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`How November began for me`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my dad`s not home.&lt;br /&gt;my mum`s been feeling alone.&lt;br /&gt;i wake up evry morning, to find d house empty.&lt;br /&gt;and i`m on my own.&lt;br /&gt;how many more of my loved ones has to be?&lt;br /&gt;why is life so hard on me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes family is always important.&lt;br /&gt;this is the part where &lt;em&gt;friends &amp;amp; boyfriends don`t really matter&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bcz what they always do. always always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;is come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116278358287512812?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116278358287512812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116278358287512812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116278358287512812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116278358287512812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-november-began-for-me.html' title='`How November began for me`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116251968786646266</id><published>2006-11-03T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:08:07.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Bad days. Bad mood. Bad Everything.`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`Bad days. Bad mood. Bad Everything.`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116251968786646266?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116251968786646266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116251968786646266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116251968786646266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116251968786646266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/bad-days-bad-mood-bad-everything.html' title='`Bad days. Bad mood. Bad Everything.`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116236324959301530</id><published>2006-11-01T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:00:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`You tear evry part of my aching heart`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`You tear evry part of my aching heart`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I donno. I just donno.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I still have the heart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why. Why do ppl keep on hurting me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do they hit me so hard?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wished I was rich. So that I can migrate to somewhere else far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singapore is too fucking small for me to live a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My brain is not working hard enuff. My memory is still intact. Means when somethin trigger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it all comes back and its fucking painful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart is overworking bcz I get hurt ALL the FUCKING time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116236324959301530?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116236324959301530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116236324959301530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116236324959301530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116236324959301530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-tear-evry-part-of-my-aching-heart.html' title='`You tear evry part of my aching heart`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116230266326982379</id><published>2006-10-31T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:55:42.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Snaps on oct30`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`Snaps on oct30`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2083/440/200/rezal1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2083/440/200/rezal3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2083/440/200/0263.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Excuse my &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eyes &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt; face. So opposite from the dude beside me wif a &lt;strong&gt;fresh face&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha, okay. Now ta &lt;em&gt;taaa....&lt;/em&gt; I want &lt;em&gt;sleeeeep....&lt;/em&gt; Hope I get dat surprise call, but I doubt &lt;em&gt;laaa....&lt;/em&gt; Soul, &lt;em&gt;gooo.&lt;/em&gt;.. Nyte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116230266326982379?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116230266326982379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116230266326982379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116230266326982379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116230266326982379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/10/snaps-on-oct30.html' title='`Snaps on oct30`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116230064457980523</id><published>2006-10-31T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:33:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Still smiling`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`Still smiling`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;My feet suffered bruises &amp; cuts from wearin` my new &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; flats. Tot I cud get myself used to it first b4 wearin it on Thurs. But I so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wore it yday. So, been wearin flip-flops to sch. Also, my right eye got &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;. Juz wen I tot I wanna go town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I was supposed to meet Rezal at 2045hrs last nyte. I got outta sch at 1600hrs; went back home to get a change of footwear. I called Dee up; to hangout wif me for a bit at Starbucks Simei. I was lying down for a bit b4 heading out to Simei, when Rezal called. Haha, I guess he wanted to see how I am on the phone, b4 seeing myself in person. After Maghrib, my &lt;strong&gt;hot fren&lt;/strong&gt; so sweet, come down to accompany me after Dee left wif Hamad. Den Rezal smsed, said to meet at 2015hrs instead bcz he needed to pick up sumtin in town. So, me &amp; Ahmad was waiting ard, in front of Eastpoint, looking at evry car to guess if it was Rezal. In d end, dere was this &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mitsubishi Lancer&lt;/span&gt; dat drove past us. &amp;amp; we tot, it cud be him. Haha. &amp; yes! It was Rezal. &amp;amp; guess wad? We were dressed almost alike! I was so afraid I was too slack, but turned out, he was too. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; top, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;khaki&lt;/span&gt; corduroy jeans &amp; slippers. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dee, dia tak pakai selipar jamban laa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Baha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO IS REZAL?!&lt;/strong&gt; I noe u guys r wondering, I sengaja kip d suspense. Can I say he was a date yday? Haha, we planned to &lt;em&gt;`chat over coffee`&lt;/em&gt; on Monday nyte &amp;amp; nope, I`ve never met him. Well, he is a celup of &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Chinese+Hindustani&lt;/span&gt;. I gotta lyk speak more English now, bcz he don speak much Malay. He is a &lt;em&gt;`reckless`&lt;/em&gt; driver &amp; makes me laugh. &amp;amp; one plus factor: he likes to take &lt;strong&gt;pictures&lt;/strong&gt;! Yey. Best. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Now back to yday, we reached Wheelock at 2100hrs exact. We picked up his stuff, and went to chill at CBTL Borders. &amp; funny thing is: &lt;strong&gt;WE BOTH DONT DRINK COFFEE&lt;/strong&gt;. See, how can u not laugh? He`s so cute wen he asked,"Wait, u dont drink coffee izit?" &amp;amp; I was like,"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." &amp; he said,"Okayyy, same here..." Wen he realized we don drink dat, his face became all sheepish. Hahaaii.. So we sat &amp;amp; chat, drank &amp; snapped. Until I cudn`t take it anymore, I had to get some rest. He drove me home, my eyes were closed all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;What? &amp;amp; u tot dat was it? No laa. At ard 0500hrs, he smsed me. I happened to be up so, another plus factor: he`s not afraid to sms me early in d mornin =)) I like &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surprise calls &amp;amp; sms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in d mornin &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(b4 6am, dat is.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;I`m quite sick ryte now so I`ll juz wrap diz up wif some pix. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this entry, orite? Okay, bye-.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116230064457980523?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116230064457980523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116230064457980523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116230064457980523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116230064457980523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/10/still-smiling.html' title='`Still smiling`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36237308.post-116193196378342283</id><published>2006-10-27T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:35:18.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`1422hrs into oct27'06`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`1422hrs into oct27'06`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Left d house at 0840hrs, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;only to miss&lt;/span&gt; d shuttle bus to sch. So, I knew I had to miss a few buses, b4 an empty bus actuali comes. Reached sch, meet my MP grpm8s at 0910hrs. Hah. &amp; Julie was 2 mins after me. Yeh, so we wanted to grab sumtin to eat b4 headin` to Silicon Lab. So we were walkin` &amp;amp; talkin`. &amp; Sha was coughin` so I was lyk, "Are u sick?". Sha said, "Ya bcz minum byk sgt air gas". &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okayy. dat looked funny. air &amp;amp; gas. not 'water&amp;gas'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Den, aku ni adalah nk step mcm mananye makcik, said wif d finger action, "Hah. Tulah minum lagi air gas!". And &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;piiiuung...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; ring flew off my finger, broke into 2 wen it hit d floor. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hrmphh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I nid to buy new one. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nyehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Not only dat, but import some flesh into my fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;It`s 1434hrs, and I`m still here, doing the powerpoint slides &amp;amp; 3NF data tables. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; done laa. I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;sleep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Anw, I was watchin` &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cassie`s 'Long Way 2 Go'&lt;/span&gt; vid again! &amp; I can`t help but feel lyk the hot guy remind me of &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Alipo aka Aliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Aliff juz has dat same face shape, &amp;amp; looked at me juz d way d hot guy had his eyes on Cassie. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Miss him&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Reali hope he`s doing fine, altho he cut off all ties wif me. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sobs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36237308-116193196378342283?l=xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116193196378342283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36237308&amp;postID=116193196378342283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116193196378342283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36237308/posts/default/116193196378342283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xcheryl-tweedyx.blogspot.com/2006/10/1422hrs-into-oct2706.html' title='`1422hrs into oct27&apos;06`'/><author><name>destinesia rebirth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02814482966774842582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c4/destinesia/IEditMyself/DC310047n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
