<?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-19623600</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:28:53.531+08:00</updated><category term='gold honours'/><category term='him'/><category term='I DONT KNOW LAH'/><category term='him.'/><category term='cried'/><title type='text'>Weight of things</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1685789067282200732</id><published>2008-05-15T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:20.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Energy</title><content type='html'>1.I think I got abs from coughing so badly. I already have muscle ache. Ouch. Anyway my voice is still not in good shape. I kinda need 1.5 times normal strength to talk(or croak). Plus, i've been to matches these two days and of course i couldn't help it but to cheer like mad. SO it got worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Although they didn't win, the Volleyball girls were great today. They fought on through til the end and we're proud of all of 'em (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I cannot wait for the holidays to start because (mmmmm) I wanna start studying properly. School's moving so quickly, and I cannot pick up my pace to follow ever since last week. So my purpose in school now is just to COPY, and the feeling kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha i think this picture is damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCxXl-ijKGI/AAAAAAAAAww/gJVXeH2WDpk/s1600-h/tjconcert+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCxXl-ijKGI/AAAAAAAAAww/gJVXeH2WDpk/s320/tjconcert+051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200627979660765282" 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/19623600-1685789067282200732?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1685789067282200732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1685789067282200732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1685789067282200732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1685789067282200732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-more-energy.html' title='No More Energy'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCxXl-ijKGI/AAAAAAAAAww/gJVXeH2WDpk/s72-c/tjconcert+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5087328033741053573</id><published>2008-05-14T22:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:22.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO XIAOHEI</title><content type='html'>I JUST REFUSE TO KETCHUP WITH MY WORK SO HERE ARE SOME PICTURE UPDATES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9FuijJ5I/AAAAAAAAAvI/YNagChuwX8w/s1600-h/P4242434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9FuijJ5I/AAAAAAAAAvI/YNagChuwX8w/s320/P4242434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200246994586773394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSA'S REEEEEEEEETURN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9GOijJ6I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/WAgi4XkfXk4/s1600-h/P4052423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9GOijJ6I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/WAgi4XkfXk4/s320/P4052423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200247003176708002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sexies at AHS concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9GeijJ7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/telyWTvr-m4/s1600-h/P4042392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9GeijJ7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/telyWTvr-m4/s320/P4042392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200247007471675314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LIZ&amp;amp;JIAN's BIRTHDAY PARTEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9GuijJ8I/AAAAAAAAAvg/sg7D1Hg14pE/s1600-h/P4242452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9GuijJ8I/AAAAAAAAAvg/sg7D1Hg14pE/s320/P4242452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200247011766642626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RON's BDAY and BEWARE REUNION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9G-ijJ9I/AAAAAAAAAvo/MZyBRHfFpms/s1600-h/P5102507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9G-ijJ9I/AAAAAAAAAvo/MZyBRHfFpms/s320/P5102507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200247016061609938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr-cuijJ-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/uHQaX1AIS8E/s1600-h/P5102515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr-cuijJ-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/uHQaX1AIS8E/s320/P5102515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200248489235392482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr-d-ijKAI/AAAAAAAAAwA/r35PQVVFYN4/s1600-h/P5102517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr-d-ijKAI/AAAAAAAAAwA/r35PQVVFYN4/s320/P5102517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200248510710228994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we forced them to do this haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr-eeijKBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6bZSLp4uLok/s1600-h/P5102519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr-eeijKBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6bZSLp4uLok/s320/P5102519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200248519300163602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr-euijKCI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/oUmm6hHBC60/s1600-h/P5122550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr-euijKCI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/oUmm6hHBC60/s320/P5122550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200248523595130914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr_IuijKDI/AAAAAAAAAwY/30zRWcrrH1M/s1600-h/P5122551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr_IuijKDI/AAAAAAAAAwY/30zRWcrrH1M/s320/P5122551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200249245149636658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr_JOijKEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/EWOIFJoTFpo/s1600-h/P5122552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr_JOijKEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/EWOIFJoTFpo/s320/P5122552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200249253739571266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr_JeijKFI/AAAAAAAAAwo/h0wDJyVZQxE/s1600-h/P5122554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr_JeijKFI/AAAAAAAAAwo/h0wDJyVZQxE/s320/P5122554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200249258034538578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY there goes. wasted more than 10 minutes of my life. anyway, vj soccer girls got champion! proud of them. and i really love the vj spirit (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5087328033741053573?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5087328033741053573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5087328033741053573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5087328033741053573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5087328033741053573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-xiaohei.html' title='HELLO XIAOHEI'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCr9FuijJ5I/AAAAAAAAAvI/YNagChuwX8w/s72-c/P4242434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-781134827069131685</id><published>2008-05-13T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:31:54.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Juno's a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upi fpmy lmpe yjsy upi gpimf ne(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/19623600-781134827069131685?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/781134827069131685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=781134827069131685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/781134827069131685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/781134827069131685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/05/junos-good-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6049635076874467844</id><published>2008-05-13T10:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:23.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOV 2008</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to say. so here's a song for you, VJCHOIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;i'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;choir&lt;/span&gt; don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;and we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;no way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God I still have Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite section in the world; the people who care; wo de ai; thank you lena and loo for being there during intermission (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkNw-ijJ0I/AAAAAAAAAug/C1yFT4UtC0g/s1600-h/P5122550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkNw-ijJ0I/AAAAAAAAAug/C1yFT4UtC0g/s320/P5122550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199702379848738626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkNxuijJ1I/AAAAAAAAAuo/sypASgQF4iA/s1600-h/P5122570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkNxuijJ1I/AAAAAAAAAuo/sypASgQF4iA/s320/P5122570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199702392733640530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkNx-ijJ2I/AAAAAAAAAuw/YMDuL9w3jyc/s1600-h/P5122542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkNx-ijJ2I/AAAAAAAAAuw/YMDuL9w3jyc/s320/P5122542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199702397028607842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkOeOijJ3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/TMQUUSsaLnc/s1600-h/P5122565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkOeOijJ3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/TMQUUSsaLnc/s320/P5122565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199703157237819250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkOeeijJ4I/AAAAAAAAAvA/_cnR0z0OKA0/s1600-h/P5122557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkOeeijJ4I/AAAAAAAAAvA/_cnR0z0OKA0/s320/P5122557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199703161532786562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6049635076874467844?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6049635076874467844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6049635076874467844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6049635076874467844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6049635076874467844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/05/sov-2008.html' title='SOV 2008'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/SCkNw-ijJ0I/AAAAAAAAAug/C1yFT4UtC0g/s72-c/P5122550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-9050163537221298967</id><published>2008-05-03T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:00:00.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO ALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VICTORIA JUNIOR COLLEGE CHOIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symphony of Voices 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;12 May 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday 7.30pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esplanade Concert Hall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tickets at $21, $33, $43 (including sistic charges) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha :) go and buy your tickets now alright! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get to see me performing unspastically you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rare can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buy it for the music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and maybe me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;POINT IS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLEASE GO FOR THIS CONCERT IT'LL BE GREAT I PROMISE HEEHEEHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-9050163537221298967?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/9050163537221298967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=9050163537221298967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/9050163537221298967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/9050163537221298967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-all.html' title='HELLO ALL'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3833227791789707355</id><published>2008-05-02T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:39:13.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doublee, tripleee, hello.</title><content type='html'>Past week was alright and time is really running away :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had a few nice small events here and there. wednesday was bio spa! this spa was exceptionally memorable cos i was actually quite scared. first row, right under the scrutiny of my FAVOURITE teacher. stressed to the max when i was handling all those micropipettes and microfuge tubes. they're all so...small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was sports day after that. didn't turn out as bad as last year because this year, being weird as usual, me and my few classmates took part in a extremely stupid game called pushball.so while all the cool sporty people were racing on the tracks, we were on the field trying to push a giant ball into our goal. (but we were cool too) okay it was fun, minus the part when i got double whacked by a rolling ziyang. so now when i smile too widely my left cheekbone hurt.cheerleading was alright, gotta commend them for their effort man. all the falling down was really ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was the bomb for that day. asian kitchen with my favourite s30 people. laughs. joseph speaking chinese. good food. after that we went to Cottage Waffle for desert. fantastic place. we had a cosy lil corner for ourselves, and ordered a family fondue. sinful. yes anyway we had fun burning post-its with the fondue candle. home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning was tuition at that hot place again. my tutor's awesome condo. i peeked into the carpark on my way in. mercedes, bmw, cool looking red sports car, .....totally rich people galore okay. had unproductive tuition, and after that me and cherissa went for a swim and suntanned there. haha smart eh, made use of the cool facilities. felt damn pampered for a while when tutor's hubby brought out packs of milo and good chips for us by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was damn strong, but everyone said i look no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just school and bishan library and unproductiveness and mff.&lt;br /&gt;choir tmr. exciting. see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you make me ultra sensitive to two colors and i composed a letter and wished i was colorblind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3833227791789707355?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3833227791789707355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3833227791789707355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3833227791789707355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3833227791789707355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/05/doublee-tripleee-hello.html' title='doublee, tripleee, hello.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-9029063813184103921</id><published>2008-04-27T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:07:39.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Coming Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;We're both looking for something that we've been afraid to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's easier to be broken,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's easier to hide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking at you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;holding my breath,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for once in my life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm scared to death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-9029063813184103921?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/9029063813184103921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=9029063813184103921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/9029063813184103921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/9029063813184103921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-coming-back.html' title='Its Coming Back'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-2389753266009450634</id><published>2008-04-23T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:10:21.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the best AND also the worst thing that happened to me</title><content type='html'>i wish i could tell somebody all that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i realised when i'm stressed, i get diarrhoea, when im sad, i also get diarrhoea. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm very disapointed that so few Anglicans are going for SOV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-2389753266009450634?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/2389753266009450634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=2389753266009450634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2389753266009450634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2389753266009450634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-you-please-let-me-walk-away.html' title='you&apos;re the best AND also the worst thing that happened to me'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-479174919764128856</id><published>2008-04-20T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:52:52.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;MusicFest is finally over. Just a few people to thank :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fellow Vocal Groups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two Days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For being the spastic group which was always so supportive and the group that we always have vocal exchange with, right from the start. You guys can work the crowd man, winners in my heart yo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enigmanic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the comments and the love and support from Cherissa Tan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ching Chieh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that damn loud "Love You Sherwin" when I walked out, the balloon, and the love ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alena, Isabelle&lt;br /&gt;For the flowers, support and tons of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the nice rose(although its not a bouquet HEHE), support and care ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the support and spastic screams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For being my special MFF who's 24/7 so encouraging and caring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kat, Xinyi, Ziyang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the flowers, and support and care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shuwen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For being the most understanding, kindest, most polite (the list goes on) councillor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paper Pavement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, don't know what to say man. Thank you all for letting Novabelle perform with us, for being such great guys. I'm really touched by the unity of your band. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone else for their well wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD for giving me the ability to sing, for giving me this amazing chance to perform on stage,with my 2 beloved people, for blessing us such that we had no screw ups, for giving us the winning title, for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND OF COURSE, OCTOBER'S LOSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mel and nono. we 3 have came a long way. Remember how I wanted to pull out at the start? Thank you Novabelle for saying that we should give it a try no matter what. I would have totally regretted that decision.I really think its fate who brought us together. Jian said to me before, that we 3 have such different voices, but when we sing together we just blend in so well together. how can it be coincidence right,we are choir mates, classmates, and have perfectly blending voices. haha. and both of you are so damn talented in music that no matter how last minute our pracs are (on the day itself for the First Auditions, 2 days before for the Semifinals), we still can put up a presentable performance. and thanks for tolerating my funny notes sometimes HAHA. yeah there have been a mini rollercoaster ride due to the screwed-up-ness of musicfest itself, like novabelle almost leaving us, screwed up rehearsals that were more than discouraging. but we pulled through eh. novabelle i really wanna thank you for everything yeah, for being so strong, for not letting all those shit affect our performance. it has been crazy for you, first the decision, then second the great plan which was ruined-right before the competition.and i thank God that all your sacrifices are worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-479174919764128856?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/479174919764128856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=479174919764128856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/479174919764128856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/479174919764128856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-4013404509689396815</id><published>2008-04-12T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:46:39.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wha feel like shiatxz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-4013404509689396815?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/4013404509689396815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=4013404509689396815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4013404509689396815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4013404509689396815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/04/wha-feel-like-shiatxz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-2819763506296577456</id><published>2008-04-03T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:23.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R_T1SfubyLI/AAAAAAAAAuA/yG7f7dlT17A/s1600-h/f_29951m_547c971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185038769112991922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R_T1SfubyLI/AAAAAAAAAuA/yG7f7dlT17A/s320/f_29951m_547c971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i very sad! ): she's out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-2819763506296577456?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/2819763506296577456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=2819763506296577456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2819763506296577456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2819763506296577456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-i-very-sad-shes-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R_T1SfubyLI/AAAAAAAAAuA/yG7f7dlT17A/s72-c/f_29951m_547c971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3002827054287802997</id><published>2008-04-02T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:24.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Chill Pills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;mmhmm (: today was a funny day because i cannot really remember what happened, except that i had a minor headache the whole day, musicfest stuff, and being scolded by mr kwei next. i hope after today, the choir would wake up! (: haha i'm actually happy that he scolded us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to Wales, for sure, already. unless something big crops up.anyway good luck to everyone who are still pleading with their parents to let them go to Wales. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was April Fool's yesterday! had quite a good time (: the council did some funny things in school,like rearranging the whole canteen, having a rubbish urine donation drive and a lemonade stand right next to it, and there were like tents set up in the middle of the canteen. Lix and her friend were funny man! Colgate coated biscuits. i ALMOST got cheated. but i didn't eat it in the end heeheehaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jian and Keith once again showcased their "creativity" by trickin me and mel. went to the toilet during class and came back to find everything in our bags replaced with plastic forks, golden christmas ornaments, and a basketball. didn't expect it to be them at first since they're not our classmates. turned out that they managed to get our classmates to help them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went to the choir room, and bah, everything was everywhere. stupid boys haha! but the stationery hidden in food boxes thing was really kinda funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R_OZ1vubyKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/MdtcQP0tBC0/s1600-h/IMG0107A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184656744656914594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R_OZ1vubyKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/MdtcQP0tBC0/s320/IMG0107A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R_OZ1fubyJI/AAAAAAAAAtw/q9e-gzDUns8/s1600-h/IMG0106A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184656740361947282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R_OZ1fubyJI/AAAAAAAAAtw/q9e-gzDUns8/s320/IMG0106A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, OMG i have too much anger in me (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3002827054287802997?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3002827054287802997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3002827054287802997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3002827054287802997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3002827054287802997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-need-chill-pills.html' title='I Need Chill Pills'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R_OZ1vubyKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/MdtcQP0tBC0/s72-c/IMG0107A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6096886432608445222</id><published>2008-03-30T03:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:25.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Long Since A Photo Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YBfubyAI/AAAAAAAAAso/txDVObEyxyk/s1600-h/IMG0091A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183247372613568514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YBfubyAI/AAAAAAAAAso/txDVObEyxyk/s320/IMG0091A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big Friendly Giant &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YB_ubyBI/AAAAAAAAAsw/s6Yc9NfREOM/s1600-h/IMG0060A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183247381203503122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YB_ubyBI/AAAAAAAAAsw/s6Yc9NfREOM/s320/IMG0060A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paper crane person that I love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YCPubyCI/AAAAAAAAAs4/5TuHx2SCYcU/s1600-h/IMG0095A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183247385498470434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YCPubyCI/AAAAAAAAAs4/5TuHx2SCYcU/s320/IMG0095A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heehee shortie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YCvubyDI/AAAAAAAAAtA/c5QgtumudIc/s1600-h/IMG0031A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183247394088405042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YCvubyDI/AAAAAAAAAtA/c5QgtumudIc/s320/IMG0031A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meepok + goreng pisang + rice = still hungry &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YC_ubyEI/AAAAAAAAAtI/F4ZPZs1m52U/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183247398383372354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YC_ubyEI/AAAAAAAAAtI/F4ZPZs1m52U/s320/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noisy shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6ZJ_ubyFI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/_MddLJuqFJU/s1600-h/IMG0030A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183248618154084434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6ZJ_ubyFI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/_MddLJuqFJU/s320/IMG0030A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love bimbo number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6ZKPubyGI/AAAAAAAAAtY/JyLCdr4WQmU/s1600-h/IMG0044A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183248622449051746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6ZKPubyGI/AAAAAAAAAtY/JyLCdr4WQmU/s320/IMG0044A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love bimbo number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6ZK_ubyII/AAAAAAAAAto/XGZ1d2Fti0M/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183248635333953666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6ZK_ubyII/AAAAAAAAAto/XGZ1d2Fti0M/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is a damn prettaye picture (;&lt;br /&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/19623600-6096886432608445222?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6096886432608445222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6096886432608445222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6096886432608445222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6096886432608445222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/been-long-since-photo-post.html' title='Been Long Since A Photo Post'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-6YBfubyAI/AAAAAAAAAso/txDVObEyxyk/s72-c/IMG0091A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-834748261688892670</id><published>2008-03-26T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:39:50.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Fragile We Are</title><content type='html'>hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One less thing on my mind now, since musicfest is settled. huge thank you to novabelle!&lt;br /&gt;And of course Isabelle Loo, for writing that letter to me :) I'll try my best to get back up yeah I promise heehee.&lt;br /&gt;and the daily paper cranes I'm receiving from my wonderful penguin pres haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little while more, everything will be fine, I'll be fine, sherwin's a conqueror through Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP recording was pretty fun! maybe cos i shared a mic with Loo! laughed at every single thing. when the 25 of us 1st started recording it was really interesting, cos with the earphones and mics plugged in you can hear everything anyone was saying. so it was DAMN FUNNY! so we figured we cannot say secrets anymore HAHA. and they discovered that marianne and i sound the same, that they all thought that this Alto voice was me! it was really tiring. sang from like 2 to 9? but me and loo were still high-ing even at the end. love this companion man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more time tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i gave up watching concert for mum's birthday. i feel noble. family family family okay. reminder to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-834748261688892670?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/834748261688892670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=834748261688892670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/834748261688892670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/834748261688892670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-fragile-we-are.html' title='How Fragile We Are'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7991989296170579379</id><published>2008-03-25T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:37:49.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Need You Now More Than Ever</title><content type='html'>hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel; odie i belong to You. says:&lt;br /&gt;eh tell you ok :)&lt;br /&gt;Mel; odie i belong to You. says:&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;Mel; odie i belong to You. says:&lt;br /&gt;lets forget everything&lt;br /&gt;Mel; odie i belong to You. says:&lt;br /&gt;and we just work on me and you both tgt:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being wonderful, Melodie Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Two Days for being so damn nice about the whole thing, suggesting to merge and stuff :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-7991989296170579379?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7991989296170579379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=7991989296170579379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7991989296170579379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7991989296170579379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-i-need-you-now-more-than-ever.html' title='And I Need You Now More Than Ever'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-2965343582052249622</id><published>2008-03-24T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:12:08.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Just A Bad Day, It'll Be Okay (?)</title><content type='html'>:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. Top 10 Nominees are out today (not in any particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ming Xin&lt;br /&gt;2. Pock Thong&lt;br /&gt;3. Jun Liang&lt;br /&gt;4. Jiasheng&lt;br /&gt;5. Joshua&lt;br /&gt;6. Wan Ping&lt;br /&gt;7. May&lt;br /&gt;8. Jin Li&lt;br /&gt;9. Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;10.Cedric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! Work hard for choir yeah (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-2965343582052249622?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/2965343582052249622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=2965343582052249622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2965343582052249622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2965343582052249622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-just-bad-day-itll-be-okay.html' title='Its Just A Bad Day, It&apos;ll Be Okay (?)'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-4930964774285818873</id><published>2008-03-23T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:45:29.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Rose Again!</title><content type='html'>Great start to Easter Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it man. October's Loss did it man. (shall not be ashamed of our name already HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somehow the jugdes felt it, felt how we were so relaxed, and how much fun we were having, during our performance yesterday.And that made us one of the 3 teams that stood out against the other teams, which were honestly damn strong. All teams deserved to advance to the finals. Anyhow, we made it to the MusicFest Finals babyy. Take this as a culmination point of all the times we randomly sang in LTs and in class, irritating certain people in class and still not bothering. Now this year 3 of us won't be going as audience, we'll be going as performers. This thing is important to me and its bloody amazing that I get to do it with you 2. Thanks man Melodie and Novabelle for being the damn great team members that yall are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly making it to Finals is enough for me. Not looking to win or anything, just happy to be able to perform officially in front of a larger crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Days made it too! the team that we had "exchange programme" with HAHA. Congrats to the 3 lovely tenors :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that makes this year's Easter special. I'm going to fcbc today. Still without my parents' approval though. I hope that by next Easter things will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets think about the trouble i'll be getting into tomorrow, for not doing my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-4930964774285818873?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/4930964774285818873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=4930964774285818873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4930964774285818873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4930964774285818873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-rose-again.html' title='He Rose Again!'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-8177373153177679908</id><published>2008-03-22T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:10:12.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Its Not Meant To Be, Let Go.</title><content type='html'>Oh my I just realised this is my 301th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found out that I'm kinda living under a rock. Just now I was thinking of reading some vj people's blogs, so I went to my own list of links, then I realised almost everyone on it are vjchoir people?! what the. read until  bored already leh HAHAHAHAHA :X haha no la choir people, I still got read one heeheehaha. but. omg, there's noone else, besides a few ahs friends and like, Sining. Then I tried to recall see if i know any other blogs of other vj people and I stoned. LOL. So I had no blogs to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I had MusicFest SemiFinals today. HAHA and this is the first time mel me and novabelle are appearing as _______ (our sound-emo-but-totally-not-supposed-to-emo vocal grp name). HAHA by the way its not Yellow Faded Tees anymore. Yup so we sang, You've Got A Friend, with random stuff incorporated into it. Man, this is the 1st performance I had so much fun and felt so much ease at. Thats the good thing. But the bad thing is, haha, don't think we're that wonderful to be in the finals. You know, that kind of, Good but Not Good Enough performance? Yeah): but oh well, I still love you 2 man heeheehaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after choir practice I went to Gloria Jean's with Elizabeth and gang for a lil while and koped coffee. Damn they do make me laugh man. Esp my dear XianHui HAHA. Bimbo to the max. and stupid Elizabeth zzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, met up with the Most Retarded Person On Earth today for shopping again. Somebody ah, now working already, a lot of money to spend, then bought a lot of nice stuff leh(with my psycho-ing of course). HAHA Adidas jacket somemore! Yup so we walked around town, and spotted a few of either VJ or SP people. hahaha. eh walked so much til I had to sit down at Adidas, unglamly remove my shoe, and massage my feet cos it was going to cramp like mad HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeheehahaha fun day overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Thank You, The Paper Crane Person. Love You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-8177373153177679908?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/8177373153177679908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=8177373153177679908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8177373153177679908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8177373153177679908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-its-not-meant-to-be-let-go.html' title='If Its Not Meant To Be, Let Go.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-4074726279787673251</id><published>2008-03-20T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:25.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Get You Don't Like You Too</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-KBxvubx_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/TdYKqXAkRec/s1600-h/g-ent-080227-american-idol-643p.widec"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179845213054289906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-KBxvubx_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/TdYKqXAkRec/s320/g-ent-080227-american-idol-643p.widec" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda Overmyer is out ): No more rocker girl to look forward to in American Idol. Plus, she lost to Kristy Lee Cook, who's really pretty, but really lousy too. oh well, maybe Kristy will be better once she stops wearing shiny clothes :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and. i had a great time today, all by myself yay. sleep wake up sleep wake up sleep wake up watch tv watch movie watch tv. WHOOHOO. I never wanna go back to school anymore (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-4074726279787673251?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/4074726279787673251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=4074726279787673251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4074726279787673251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4074726279787673251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-get-you-dont-like-you-too.html' title='Don&apos;t Get You Don&apos;t Like You Too'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R-KBxvubx_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/TdYKqXAkRec/s72-c/g-ent-080227-american-idol-643p.widec' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1589578995003473247</id><published>2008-03-20T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T16:09:48.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Can Be Happy (:</title><content type='html'>I absolutely love these few days. Slack TTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Arts Day. Ponned Feeling Fab in the morning with Keith, Jian and Ching. to do what? Study a bit HAHA. So cool right. Anyway, I didn't wanna go cos its Pilates,which I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts Day was quite good because of the rock bands that were there. OKAY maybe because the rock bands had really cute guys. like the keyboardist of Stellastory, Elijah. Zomg he was from RJ, is tall, handsome and I heard he scored 4 As in his exams. I think I want to marry him. HAHA. yeah one day I will, I tell you. then there was performances by this not very high pro rock band and West Grand Boulevard(whose singer is another hottie). And Shan Wee and Ros Lee from 987fm came down. Not my favourite DJs, but still, pleasant suprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh and I think moshers are the most self-absorbed people ever. the mini showcase would have been much more enjoyable without those people moshing (or looking like retards in my opinion) They really think they are at a real rock gig or something -.- but it was funny to see how Mel flared up at some weirdos whacking into her, and how our lovely Three TK Tenors protected us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir after that, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then was dinner with choir people.well kinda like the old Mcmuggers. alot were not there, and we have our new addition to the family, irritating wayne foo hahahaha (: ultimate asshole I tell you. It was fun man - talking about super random things, with Reuben trying to prove that he's a man, Isabelle being her usual bitchy/bimsoh self, and with Jian there, and even getting niao-ed by wayne -.- its been long since we've had something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i reached home at 11.30 because of the damn long bus ride rah ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at night I had a chat with long-time-no-talk-no-see-fellow-moniggatwit. hahaha eh yo man if you reading this yo, I realise I kinda miss you yo HAHA, you know all the late night chats and whatsoever (: although you're still as asshole as ever man. shall find another time to talk to you again yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep its stay home day today (: HOPEFULLY there's no tuition tonight. I'm really contemplating quiiting after few lessons. not worth my long bus rides man lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday tomorrow (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1589578995003473247?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1589578995003473247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1589578995003473247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1589578995003473247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1589578995003473247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/she-can-be-happy.html' title='She Can Be Happy (:'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3978581395338120465</id><published>2008-03-18T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T23:05:34.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Really Feel Like Running Away.</title><content type='html'>bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost my focus. i'm distracted from doing things i have to do. i am running away from certain responsibilities. i feel uncomfortable. i need a change of environment. i need to talk to God more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3978581395338120465?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3978581395338120465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3978581395338120465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3978581395338120465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3978581395338120465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-really-feel-like-running-away.html' title='I Really Feel Like Running Away.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7833806439695985193</id><published>2008-03-17T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:53:19.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Vulnerable,</title><content type='html'>but God will give me the strength to get through this (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-7833806439695985193?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7833806439695985193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Aimless.</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with sharon tan today (: chatted for 4 hours straight and it was gooood, just like the good ol' times. thankkkk youuu (:&lt;br /&gt;and thanks pock thong for the one republic cd, and don't stop me from repaying you in any way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just suddenly remembered that its the last day of my one week holiday MY GOODNESS. I have been waiting for this break for 3 months and its gonna be over in 24 hours. I cannot stand school. I really prefer seeing my friends in a cafe, shopping mall, in clothes other than the school uniform. School is depressing. Feel like hiding in my closet on Monday morning and escape from being forced back into that world of studying. And the worst thing is, my last day is gonna be spent on TUITION (at this point of my life,its the thing i dread most, even more than school), and NUS open house, which is so-so on the Excitement Meter. Ideally I should be heading to somewhere hip/somewhere quiet with a good friend, or just stay at home and watch movies. Alright I'm totally ranting hahahaha. The point is, we should have longer holidays like angmohs. And whats up with the rushing of syllabus and stuff? okay nope I shall not go into further ranting. STOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot to mention maybe somebody needs to learn how to balance love.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this somebody gave that somebody more than that somebody will &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; know, and just like the other million times, this somebody is having doubts whether that somebody is worth it. AGAIN. This somebody never knew that this friendship can be so damn tiring. and then the worst part is, this somebody loves thats somebody to the max. mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I randomly told lix that I don't really have any friendship problems, apparently I forgot about you -.O  and so Sharon said its good to maybe tell people straight in the face what is wrong, but i really don't usually do this(i only know how to rant) and hence YUCKS, i'm stuck in this sticky situation. (haha that sounded funny, stuck in sticky situation) hm why do I sound like I'm sleep typing. Yeah I do feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really capable of ranting. If I don't have to go and sleep now i would have been able to talk about more stuff that I'm annoyed with, like how i miss people like shihui tessa candy clinton xinjun oliver jian but have no time to talk to them properly cos i have to do other stuff, and how troubled and stressed i am over damn gowns and blazers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE WE GO AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1003521597874426184?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1003521597874426184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1003521597874426184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1003521597874426184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1003521597874426184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/aimless.html' title='Aimless.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5723502581412970351</id><published>2008-03-14T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:58:48.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Stop Being Annoyed</title><content type='html'>Alright, another addition to the list of movies caught this week. Step Up 2. mmhm, not as wonderful as the 1st Step Up, i feel. because Step Up 1 made me wanna move in my seat and stand up and dance with them, but just now, i was able to remain still HAHA. plus the blacks' accent were kinda un-understandable sometimes without subtitles. caught it with shixuan by the way, who kept gushing on and on about how hot the female lead is. and then i treated him to dinner as promised many months ago. HAHA, but please, he only ate less than half of the food cos he was too full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm hmm. this holiday hasn't been too bad. a good break from all the tutorials and stuff etc. but its coming to an end ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a good story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God VS Science&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A science professor begins his school year with a lecture to the students,'Let me explain the problem science has with religion.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his newstudents to stand.'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes sir,' the student says.So you believe in God?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Absolutely.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Is God good?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Sure! God's good.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Are you good or evil?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'The Bible says I' m evil.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a moment.'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes sir, I would.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'So you're good...!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'I wouldn't say that.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could.Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The student does not answer, so the professor continues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed toJesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The student remains silent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'No, you can't, can you?' the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Er...yes,' the student says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Is Satan good?'The student doesn't hesitate on this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'No.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Then where does Satan come from?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The student falters. 'From God'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil inthis world?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes, sir.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'So who created evil?' The professor continued, 'If God created everything,then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil.'Again, the student has no answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Is there sickness? Immorality?Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?' The student squirms on his feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'So who created them?'The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question.'Who created them?' There is still no answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Tell me,' he continues onto another student. 'Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The student's voice betrays him and cracks. 'Yes, professor, I do.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you.Have you ever seen Jesus?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'No sir. I've never seen Him.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'No, sir, I have not.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus?Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yet you still believe in him?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes.'According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol,science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own.'Professor, is there such thing as heat?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There's heat.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'And is there such a thing as cold?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes, son, there's cold too.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'No sir, there isn't.' The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. 'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmitsenergy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy.Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold.Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not theopposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't darkness?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it?That's the meaning we use to define the word.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'So what point are you making, young man?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. 'Flawed? Can you explain how?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student explains. 'You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes,of course I do.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going.A very good semester, indeed.'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean.'The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?'The class breaks out into laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. 'I guess you'll have to take them on faith.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,' the student continues.'Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now uncertain, the professor responds, 'Of course, there is. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To this the student replied, 'Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God.It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The professor sat down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you read this all the way through and had a smile on your face when you finished, mail to your friends and family :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5723502581412970351?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5723502581412970351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5723502581412970351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5723502581412970351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5723502581412970351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-to-stop-being-annoyed.html' title='I Want To Stop Being Annoyed'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-381087707858741726</id><published>2008-03-13T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:22:30.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Scotch-Tape All Over That Fragile Thing</title><content type='html'>Back in the house finally after 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was alright, especially at the end, the writing of cards was kinda fun :) t'was nice to see what people had to say about you and vice versa. thank you to all who contributed to the huge number of the word 'spastic' in my card. haha :) few remained till the end, but we still sang No Man Is An Island. at first i was like, wha so little people still singing ah. HAHA but it was nice,and this time round there were year 1s among us. (plus 3 sop2s were standing together so YEEHA YES THERE WEREN'T FUNNY NOTES)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to loo's for sleepover with mel after that. poor lena injured her foot and cher had ct council camp so they weren't around. we kinda just plopped on isabelle's chairs and started chatting non-stop for real long, bou all sorts of things, including some topic that spooked me out a lil. that went on until isabelle's mum said we really should bathe HAHA. i just love talking to 'em. after mel went to bed, me and loo attempted to watch bruce almighty but stopped cos both of us could barely stay awake, even with sour cream and onion chips and pokka green tea (so you can see how exhausted we were)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) next morning after mel went to school, it was quality time with isabelle loo. as usual, random things we did, and laughing and talking about dream houses etc. then we decided to watch some jap movie at orchard cine. sky of love. wow, towards the end of the movie, so many people were kinda sobbing in the theatre. was really touching and i did cry, but not as much as i did for leap years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching quite a number of movies lately i realised. and all did bring tears to my eyes. even bruce almighty HAHAHA. shit, it was really quite sad at the end okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup then i'm home. played guitar for one hour plus, watched tv, then now i'm on my sis's computer cos mine screwed up. chem and math tuition tmr, damn. time to snap back into the academic world. EEYER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing before i go, to the few that i said I Love You to, i 100% mean it, mean it, mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imacs&amp;amp;chingchieh, you know i do :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-381087707858741726?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/381087707858741726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=381087707858741726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/381087707858741726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/381087707858741726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/theres-scotch-tape-all-over-that.html' title='There&apos;s Scotch-Tape All Over That Fragile Thing'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-4641839426067458816</id><published>2008-03-09T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T01:09:58.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIMNBAITYABYKYSATM :(</title><content type='html'>CTs are over! Couldn't have internet access so didn't update.&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm stealing internet.&lt;br /&gt;2) Thank you Sining, Keith, Wayne, Ching Chieh, Novabelle, Lixuan, Lixuan, Jian for going through this CT Shit with me! &lt;3 and Candy for the random mugging sessions.&lt;br /&gt;3) Watched 2 movies right after CTs - 10000 B.C. and The Leap Years. The latter is a must-watch.&lt;br /&gt;4) Choir camp is 2 days. But I'm staying over from Sunday to Wednesday haha.&lt;br /&gt;5) I really kinda forgot how to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, I can't stand the way I'm blogging! yeah well, everything's been alright, minus the fact that some papers made me feel quite depressed haha. Choir resumed today. missed choir man, feels great to be singing again. ah, these 2 weeks have been extremely draining. But its only a 1/4 what i'm gonna do for the rest of the year - study. on the last 2nd day of CTs i really could feel that my brain was damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol's been awesomeeeeee. the only show that i've been watching regularly. they're really good this year, please do watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SHIT LAH IM STOPPING HERE. I can't blog smoothly and my thoughts are in weird chunks so its very irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah I'll come back another time soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-4641839426067458816?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/4641839426067458816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=4641839426067458816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4641839426067458816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4641839426067458816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/03/aimnbaityabykysatm.html' title='AIMNBAITYABYKYSATM :('/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-2136901390604040121</id><published>2008-02-24T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:20:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Play Pretend (II)</title><content type='html'>but we know its different now.&lt;br /&gt;disappointed, but things happen for a reason, i think (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-2136901390604040121?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5915553509951654694</id><published>2008-02-16T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:44:37.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved and Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I know you're in there and you can make me wait&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna wait&lt;br /&gt;It's the least that I can do, just to tell you face to face&lt;br /&gt;I was lying to myself, now I'm dying in this hell&lt;br /&gt;I know you're mad, I can't blame you for being mad&lt;br /&gt;But baby here I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banging on your front door&lt;br /&gt;My pride spilled on the floor&lt;br /&gt;My hands and knees are bruised and now I'm crawling back to you&lt;br /&gt;Begging for a second chance&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna let me in?&lt;br /&gt;I was running from the truth and now I'm crawling back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19623600-5915553509951654694?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5915553509951654694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5915553509951654694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5915553509951654694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5915553509951654694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/02/loved-and-lost_7254.html' title='Loved and Lost'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6694157104629779169</id><published>2008-02-10T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:29.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Differentiate Between 4 And 10 Anymore</title><content type='html'>Things I Need To Do:&lt;br /&gt;- Hold on to Resolutions '08. Losing it.&lt;br /&gt;- Stop plucking my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after yesterday's very traumatizing lunch with a bunch of relatives(I'd rather not talk about that), it was a lil shopping at Orchard Road with THE MOST RETARDED PERSON ON EARTH, and then meeting up with Sexylucas at my place. Main highlight of the night was watching Perfume, which is a damn deep and psychotic show. Its about some guy who killed mroe than a dozen girls, to preserve their scent. Very interesting plot. the show had nudity, and because I had a younger sister in the living room, this had to be done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTHoPOrI/AAAAAAAAArg/uUixZgWXIrE/s1600-h/WEENSHOUSE+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTHoPOrI/AAAAAAAAArg/uUixZgWXIrE/s320/WEENSHOUSE+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165366317780253362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTXoPOsI/AAAAAAAAAro/bLcAXxgWtCE/s1600-h/WEENSHOUSE+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTXoPOsI/AAAAAAAAAro/bLcAXxgWtCE/s320/WEENSHOUSE+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165366322075220674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTXoPOtI/AAAAAAAAArw/gOzoAltQ4gs/s1600-h/WEENSHOUSE+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTXoPOtI/AAAAAAAAArw/gOzoAltQ4gs/s320/WEENSHOUSE+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165366322075220690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA, in the end we decided to use this pink cover, so we were reading subtitles instead of watching the scene HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTnoPOuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/pvbJSD4YnLc/s1600-h/WEENSHOUSE+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTnoPOuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/pvbJSD4YnLc/s320/WEENSHOUSE+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165366326370188002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sexylucas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alena: ORH I understand (the movie) already!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherwin (whispers loud enough for everyone to hear): WHA first time she understands something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clinton: You know why she understands? Cos its in English ma, its not common sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherwin: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alena: Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, was tanning day with Xinyi, Liying and Katherine. Got up bright and early! and thank goodness we were early. if not we wouldn't have had a space to tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68UQHoPOvI/AAAAAAAAAsA/WCxU3h-0VdI/s1600-h/P2102264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68UQHoPOvI/AAAAAAAAAsA/WCxU3h-0VdI/s320/P2102264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165369564775529202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68UQnoPOwI/AAAAAAAAAsI/L90l3sPcsDE/s1600-h/P2102266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68UQnoPOwI/AAAAAAAAAsI/L90l3sPcsDE/s320/P2102266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165369573365463810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68UQ3oPOxI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/WFLs9hb3WjE/s1600-h/P2102271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68UQ3oPOxI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/WFLs9hb3WjE/s320/P2102271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165369577660431122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see the super act cute one -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68URnoPOyI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qNic_5G6ELg/s1600-h/P2102278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68URnoPOyI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qNic_5G6ELg/s320/P2102278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165369590545333026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tanning wasn't really successful for me! Its damn weird, I have this funny fair patch on my chest now, in the middle of all the red/black spots. UGLY TTM! Xinyi is still kinda white. and Liying successfully tanned her FREAKING WHITE THIGHS! so now she can wear fbts out HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped with Xinyi at Vivo after that, for quite a long while, in search of somebody's gift roar! damn hard to find, that somebody better not dislike it :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home. tried to do hw. failed. went online. and somebody guessed that i was online this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6694157104629779169?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6694157104629779169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6694157104629779169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6694157104629779169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6694157104629779169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-cant-differentiate-between-4-and-10.html' title='I Can&apos;t Differentiate Between 4 And 10 Anymore'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R68RTHoPOrI/AAAAAAAAArg/uUixZgWXIrE/s72-c/WEENSHOUSE+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3590182641862738465</id><published>2008-02-09T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:08:16.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Thought of You</title><content type='html'>So this trip to Malaysia wasn't THAT bad(cos of the little nice family bonding chat my family had at a small cafe), but still Yes, Chinese New Year is boring. Very. Visiting usually ends up with my parents chatting, and 1. me and my sister stoning, or 2. me shutting my sister up and stopping her from doing weird things in front of my relatives, like singing her newly learnt sacra pieces. Getting Angpaos isn't much of an excitement, cos besides the fact that they're all in Ringgit, I still have to surrender them to my mum so she can wrap the money for other Malaysian kids, since she didn't change enough SGD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I sleep Alot, so you can tell how bored I was. 1. Slept during the journey there 2. after reunion dinner, went back to my cousin's house and fell asleep on the sofa at Ten plus while watching that dumb countdown show in which celebrities modeled weird animal clothings 3. the next morning after eating breakfast with my parents and Ah ma, we went back to her house, and I fell asleep on the Guest Room's bed. 4. the same day after visiting Da Gu and Xiao Gu (haha), went back to Ah Ma's and slacked on the bed until dinnertime. 5. Shopped, went back to cousin's at 12am plus, and played Vortex (that loser game in Ipods) until i fell asleep. 6. eat breakfast, shopped in a very empty shopping mall awhile, went back to ah ma's, and slept again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao. that's really how boring it is. And its not that I'm a sleepyhead. Its just so damn hot in Malaysia that I have to keep on going into the airconditioned room to hide, and since its so comfy I will fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this weekend with my friends will be more happening lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3590182641862738465?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3590182641862738465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3590182641862738465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3590182641862738465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3590182641862738465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-i-thought-of-you.html' title='And I Thought of You'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-537977409597960739</id><published>2008-02-05T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:32:14.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately I've Been Hoping You Could Stay With Me</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA today I saw a different side of Xinyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the long awaited break is finally here! Finally a break from all the school work and choir and stuff. But 3 days out of this break is gonna be spent in Malaysia. Not that I don't like my relatives, but its really quite boring there, especially when I cannot message anybody because of the bill. RAH. i'm gonna be stoning as usual like any other CNY haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, probable meeting with Sexylucas, and Sunday, Suntanning with class peeps :) can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm still waiting for you to say you hate me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I don't have to, hold on to this burning heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This burning heart is getting old, getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And while I'm sitting on this cold kitchen floor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Head down to hide the tears, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've finally realized that you were never meant for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne Loves Derby is amazing (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-537977409597960739?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/537977409597960739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=537977409597960739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/537977409597960739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/537977409597960739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/02/lately-ive-been-hoping-you-could-stay.html' title='Lately I&apos;ve Been Hoping You Could Stay With Me'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-8056905164259421366</id><published>2008-02-02T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:51:31.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Can't Stand How Much I Need You</title><content type='html'>This week flew past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my work alone at Starbucks today. 2 months since I last did that.&lt;br /&gt;I appeared online today. Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to sneak into a m18 movie Sweeney Todd tomorrow with Xinyi and Sining.&lt;br /&gt;My very spastic friend Miss Xinyi, went for hair extensions.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to stop sounding kuku when I answer Mr Kwei's questions -.-&lt;br /&gt;I am not studying hard enough although its like ten times better than 07.&lt;br /&gt;My Choir Mortal quit choir.&lt;br /&gt;I am getting sick of rock songs and I like Leann Rimes and Sheryl Crow.&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle got herself a new bag finally and I'm happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;I can't meet my dudettes on Wednesday cos I'm heading straight back to Malaysia ):&lt;br /&gt;I realised when you have nothing to blog about, entries consist of short fragmented sentences like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND TESSA CHIN JUST TOLD ME SOMETHING SHE SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME THREE MONTHS AGO. PIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-8056905164259421366?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/8056905164259421366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=8056905164259421366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8056905164259421366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8056905164259421366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-i-cant-stand-how-much-i-need-you.html' title='And I Can&apos;t Stand How Much I Need You'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-2297094224884616759</id><published>2008-01-27T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:29.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Of Them But You</title><content type='html'>I just realised, on the way home, what a wonderful weekend i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because,&lt;br /&gt;1) Friday I met up with my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;2) Saturday I chilled with my favourite class people,&lt;br /&gt;3) and Today I went shopping with IMACS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, what could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was great :)&lt;br /&gt;isabelle caught me being a bitch to my sister, cos i didn't notice she was there haha. and we found out that she wants to marry a farmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melodie had the longest feet cramp ever such that we had to stay in m)phosis for super long to like help her haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alena cracked lame jokes that nobody bothered about HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherissa wanted to look at this mannequin's eyes that were covered. so, itchy fingers, she went to lift up the mannequin's bangs. and the whole wig fell off the mannequin. then there it was, botak and sitting on a swing in the shop. and we ran away. classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and basically, hell lot of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5ykbZUiYcI/AAAAAAAAArE/dWHKuN1WYxQ/s1600-h/P1272228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5ykbZUiYcI/AAAAAAAAArE/dWHKuN1WYxQ/s320/P1272228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160180063620194754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5ykb5UiYdI/AAAAAAAAArM/ltLFfuTVL6o/s1600-h/P1272230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5ykb5UiYdI/AAAAAAAAArM/ltLFfuTVL6o/s320/P1272230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160180072210129362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the people i spent these 3 days with are really sent from above :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and damn this is a great song, teardrops on my guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's damn so funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;haha and eh no, i don't relate to it, i just think its damn nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-2297094224884616759?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/2297094224884616759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=2297094224884616759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2297094224884616759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2297094224884616759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-of-them-but-you.html' title='All Of Them But You'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5ykbZUiYcI/AAAAAAAAArE/dWHKuN1WYxQ/s72-c/P1272228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6377851045195220608</id><published>2008-01-27T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:33.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Can't Turn The Other Way</title><content type='html'>Today, Mr Kwei almost flared up. I don't know, maybe i'm falling into the Complacent category, but i personally felt that certain songs are rather tough and we shouldn't be expected to do so well after singing it only for a few times. but oh well, never mind, i'll buck up and put in more effort anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so damn tired after choir practice that i half fell asleep on the siglap hall stage. blame myself for sleeping at 2am because of one tree hill, and blame bitch ong for taking out her PSP to distract me yesterday,causing me to go home only at 11.30pm. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed into town for JTS after choir practice. wasn't exactly looking forward to it cos 1) damn tired 2) need to spend money to buy angel mortal stuff. ended up buying some rather cheap stuff LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at fish&amp;amp;co. was okay. i was uh, quite bored actually. nobody was really talking at my side of the table cos they were kinda stoning. and plus, the music was loud and irritating cos i cant hear anyone clearly, and it was so dark i couldn't see anyone clearly too. so i was being a low sherwin until, camwhoring came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyHpUiYRI/AAAAAAAAAps/IjEBts4HBFs/s1600-h/P1262158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyHpUiYRI/AAAAAAAAAps/IjEBts4HBFs/s320/P1262158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159843273759678738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyIJUiYSI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YyypPsK22Ow/s1600-h/P1262174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyIJUiYSI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YyypPsK22Ow/s320/P1262174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159843282349613346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FINALLY A FULL CLIQUE PHOTO WITH NOONE MISSING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyI5UiYTI/AAAAAAAAAp8/yZTE2KvZo3Q/s1600-h/P1262175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyI5UiYTI/AAAAAAAAAp8/yZTE2KvZo3Q/s320/P1262175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159843295234515250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyJpUiYUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/pzh6eHtPvpo/s1600-h/P1262178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyJpUiYUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/pzh6eHtPvpo/s320/P1262178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159843308119417154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;check out height diff between kat and i, and the rest HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyKJUiYVI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_mtRFiUrttc/s1600-h/P1262179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyKJUiYVI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_mtRFiUrttc/s320/P1262179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159843316709351762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah so it became a little better towards the end :)&lt;br /&gt;Me, kat, pq, novabelle, xy, sining went to chill at TCC after everything ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novabelle got caught unglam on my camera. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0UpUiYWI/AAAAAAAAAqU/RDicoF_7HrE/s1600-h/IMG0363A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0UpUiYWI/AAAAAAAAAqU/RDicoF_7HrE/s320/IMG0363A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159845696121233762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and she want me to post a nicer pic to contrast.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0VJUiYXI/AAAAAAAAAqc/50lm5PB_QH8/s1600-h/IMG0365A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0VJUiYXI/AAAAAAAAAqc/50lm5PB_QH8/s320/IMG0365A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159845704711168370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if not she wont be my friend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway at TCC, we camwhored again, mostly with Kat. (attempts to look like gays once again! HAHA)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t1C5UiYbI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kIm3_UgteRU/s1600-h/IMG0405A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t1C5UiYbI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kIm3_UgteRU/s320/IMG0405A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159846490690183602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0VJUiYYI/AAAAAAAAAqk/jynWSMqmBMA/s1600-h/IMG0381A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0VJUiYYI/AAAAAAAAAqk/jynWSMqmBMA/s320/IMG0381A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159845704711168386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0VpUiYZI/AAAAAAAAAqs/tqPf0Kzj-9c/s1600-h/IMG0398A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0VpUiYZI/AAAAAAAAAqs/tqPf0Kzj-9c/s320/IMG0398A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159845713301102994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0VpUiYaI/AAAAAAAAAq0/_E0OHR9wfig/s1600-h/IMG0404A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5t0VpUiYaI/AAAAAAAAAq0/_E0OHR9wfig/s320/IMG0404A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159845713301103010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn that last one's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so that, was my day. i'm meeting IMACS tmr! and guess what my horoscope says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great day to get together and just have fun. Share some laughter with friends. You only need to concern yourselves with sharing and smiles. There is no need to take things too seriously right now, because everything you're involved with is doing just fine. There will be no fires to put out on this day, so you can relax and use your free time however you want to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY JUST NICE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6377851045195220608?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6377851045195220608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6377851045195220608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6377851045195220608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6377851045195220608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-cant-turn-other-way.html' title='I Just Can&apos;t Turn The Other Way'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5tyHpUiYRI/AAAAAAAAAps/IjEBts4HBFs/s72-c/P1262158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1874406621943076835</id><published>2008-01-25T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:57:24.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Then Things Would Be Much Better Between You And I</title><content type='html'>AHHH HELLO LONG TIME NO SEE.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah man my fingers feel good to be on this keyboard again. they are dancing they are dancing HAHA. anyway, congratulations to all the year ones who did well and can stay in vjc/come to vjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ive been leading a busy life. and i dont know why i'm so busy. every night when i settle down and do homework, the time is already at its last quarter of the day. and i will stone, pluck my hair, and fall asleep one hour later. which means, not much work is done. haha but nevermind, i'll try to catch up with this week's work later when i meet Bitch Ong at our favourite mugging hangout. This weekend's taken up already. Choir and Class JTS tomorrow, tuition and the long awaited IMACS shopping trip on Sunday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir's been alright. Although Mondays and Wednesdays may kill cos everyone's always lethargic by the time choir starts, there are nice new songs which are enjoyable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? damn, there's nothing to blog about. i've started touching my guitar again after like 63537254738 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my one tree hill episode 4 is downloading at 45kb/s YEAH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention, soon the birds with huge beaks will fly back to their home, and Sherwin will have to be on that stone that kills butt cells again? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1874406621943076835?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1874406621943076835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1874406621943076835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1874406621943076835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1874406621943076835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/then-things-would-be-much-better.html' title='Then Things Would Be Much Better Between You And I'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5503938792585106441</id><published>2008-01-20T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:33.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe If We Met Each Other Under A Different Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5KnJ132dKI/AAAAAAAAApk/y54aXvtLBAI/s1600-h/one+tree+hill+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5KnJ132dKI/AAAAAAAAApk/y54aXvtLBAI/s320/one+tree+hill+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157368310814635170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One Tree Hill Season Five is back! 2 episodes and its damn nice already :D exciting. shall add this to the list of things i must do, besides studying haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5503938792585106441?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5503938792585106441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5503938792585106441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5503938792585106441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5503938792585106441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/maybe-if-we-met-each-other-under.html' title='Maybe If We Met Each Other Under A Different Sky'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R5KnJ132dKI/AAAAAAAAApk/y54aXvtLBAI/s72-c/one+tree+hill+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1958758594794320606</id><published>2008-01-19T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T17:32:52.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F For Family, S For Screwed-upSherwin</title><content type='html'>One week since I last blogged. I've lost touch after not blogging regularly for so long. Don't even know what I wanna say. Actually I have nothing to say also cos my life now only consists of school and choir and tuition and some tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really the #1 Screwed Up Kid, and i'm not joking.&lt;br /&gt;damn, its only 19 days.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1958758594794320606?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1958758594794320606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1958758594794320606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1958758594794320606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1958758594794320606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/f-for-family-s-for-screwed-upsherwin.html' title='F For Family, S For Screwed-upSherwin'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-9085236967384045922</id><published>2008-01-12T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:34.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th Jan 5pm And Ween Stay Happy :)</title><content type='html'>Its A Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Choir was tiring but satisfactory today I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina's birthday party(HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRLY!) It was nice, at Safra Changi. Played Wii and thrashed Keith at tennis, Homo, and got scammed by some lucky draw shit in which i won an empty Eclipse container filled with stars and a note that said "You have been scammed!" haha, that was really funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir people, as usual, was weird. When people were playing normal games outside, Me Loo Keith and Jian hid in the kitchen and played with candles and matchsticks at the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R4ji_F32dHI/AAAAAAAAApM/vrWnXTaB2sI/s1600-h/IMG0182A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R4ji_F32dHI/AAAAAAAAApM/vrWnXTaB2sI/s320/IMG0182A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154619347061601394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R4ji_V32dII/AAAAAAAAApU/lInw1pdOqvY/s1600-h/IMG0188A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R4ji_V32dII/AAAAAAAAApU/lInw1pdOqvY/s320/IMG0188A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154619351356568706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R4ji_V32dJI/AAAAAAAAApc/xVdnNvuO3Ag/s1600-h/IMG0203A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R4ji_V32dJI/AAAAAAAAApc/xVdnNvuO3Ag/s320/IMG0203A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154619351356568722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Mini Campfire we made at the sink. Nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lena for listening today,finally talked properly after a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Loo for accompanying us at the party today though your ex classmates were having loads of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-9085236967384045922?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/9085236967384045922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=9085236967384045922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/9085236967384045922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/9085236967384045922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/27th-jan-5pm-and-ween-stay-happy.html' title='27th Jan 5pm And Ween Stay Happy :)'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R4ji_F32dHI/AAAAAAAAApM/vrWnXTaB2sI/s72-c/IMG0182A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-8452737545185754514</id><published>2008-01-10T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:42:07.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have No Life Now So That We Can Have A Great Life Next Time</title><content type='html'>Ten days or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sleeping at 10 plus every night isn't very good cos you get tired by 9.45 pm and you cannot watch the Golden Path properly cos you keep dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;2) Muggers are cool. Its only now that I realise, not everyone have what it takes to be a Mugger. So they are cool.&lt;br /&gt;3) I was born in 1990.&lt;br /&gt;4) There is no space left in the world so I shall resign to living upon a stone that kills butt cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get what i mean :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-8452737545185754514?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/8452737545185754514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=8452737545185754514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8452737545185754514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8452737545185754514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-have-no-life-now-so-that-we-can-have.html' title='We Have No Life Now So That We Can Have A Great Life Next Time'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-2498365592136075228</id><published>2008-01-06T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:49:11.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Ween</title><content type='html'>Its had been a good few days! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not coming online so often is really quite good. I got to talk to my sister more, and had a little bit more time here and there for some random stuff like packing my files? I've been trying really hard to fulfill my resolutions. Its kinda hard, especially the "person" part, and i tend to forget, so give me time to change! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R Papers were over the day before. Both papers sucked :) But well its over, and Forgive and Forget can apply to papers too HAHAHAHA. okay,i laugh at my own joke i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Junior Meet Senior Day! Junior class isn't too bad. At least they had response to the weird things we do- like being ourselves. Wanted to crash Orientation after that. Got changed etc. But, cos we don't know them and stuff, it was kinda boring so i left and slacked around with choir/class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. we decided to play BASKETBALL! man, it was great. we just kept playing. had a few sessions. even at night. i played until 9.45pm like that. shuang! haven't played a real game in such a long time. Although playing with guys is quite tough cos obviously i pale in comparison, but it was damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Frankly it didn't start off too well cos everything was kinda in a mess and i was busy feeling rather upset. But, it got better and better...(minus the late part?HAHA so embarrassing!) Had a long meeting with Mr Kwei, and then another long meeting with Exco/Musico, and another more light-hearted talk with whoever that remained. This meeting wasn't too bad. At least it wasn't as bad as the last time we attempted to have a combined meeting HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight would have to be mass dance at Suntec City. Man, that was crazy. (oh yeah wait i'll have to apologise to class people for pangsehing them twice today, i feel horrible!) anyway yeah, adrenaline was pumpin' yo! we were cheering screaming non stop, and had different 'trains' running all around the fountain of wealth. So for me there was, Random train, Class train, Choir train, Singapore train (which consisted of me,wayne,pock thong and desmond shouting Singapore all the way, and that was damn guai lan but who cares!), and AHS train! OMG totally shocking can, AHS train. Last year the number of AHS students in vj was like so small. This year we have a huge bunch, and although i don't know around 86% of them, we were damn high. Anglican cheers and sang Anglican school song together! (Ashamed, i forgot all the lyrics alr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was the first time i felt such strong AHS spirit! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm becoming a very lor sor person you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-2498365592136075228?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/2498365592136075228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=2498365592136075228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2498365592136075228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2498365592136075228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/go-ween.html' title='Go Ween'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3240069463630364091</id><published>2008-01-01T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T04:08:27.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR NEW YEAR EEYER!</title><content type='html'>Its 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RESOLUTIONS 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Studies - I have to do something about it. Work hard.&lt;br /&gt;2. Family - Talk more at home, be closer to my sister, love them more. (i've already started)&lt;br /&gt;3. Religion - Continue working towards making my parents completely accept me being a believer in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;4. Person - Be a better person by being able to forgive and forget, which is what i admit to be hard for me to do. And also be a better friend, to let my friends know they can lean on me whenever they need to.&lt;br /&gt;5. Choir - Needless to say. All for the Choir. And improve on techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(anyway i've decided to do more of a recap instead of like reflections or whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of 2006, I decided that when I enter jc I would be more enthusiastic in everything I do and be daring enough to try out more new things because in Anglican High, I never did that, and I just used to go with the flow, and wasted my 4 precious years away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think i was successful, to a certain extent. This one year in VJ can easily be more memorable than all 4 years in AHS, combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 was a year full of changes in my life. new school, new friends, new cca..&lt;br /&gt;Entering VJ was wonderful. I loved the change of school culture. here, students were united as Victorians, unlike back at Anglican, where we hated everything from the principal to the colour of the school building, where we didn't even have a school cheer that represented us (like YO VJC!). so, orientation showed me all these and i was so thankful that vj was my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember a handful of anglicans hating the class that they were posted to. that definitely wasn't the case with me though. i was pleasantly surprised to see lim liying, one of my besties in primary school that i lost contact with for four years, in the same class. amazing that we reunited here in vj. at the beginning, as always, cliques weren't formed yet and everybody was just okay with everybody. but then, as always again, people with similar characteristics just started moving towards each other and wala, i ended up with a wonderful group of peeps that consisted of Sining Liying Xinyi Katherine Melodie Peiqi plus the dudes of the class. Its really quite cool that we're so similar, as in, the craziness and the cold jokes. you know its like lock and key hypothesis? we just fit each other like that. Although we get into trouble for almost everything, like getting to lessons late, talking so much til teachers just can't stand us, getting kicked out of class together (and still found joy in that), and even for gossiping too much about a certain someone. but i'm thankful this is the class i'm in cos its just full of people who are one of a kind. heck it, we embarrass ourselves together and do all sorts of weird things together, like writing birthday messagess on pads, but that's the spirit man! you guys (plus choir, which will be further elaborated on later) are what make vj life hip and worthwhile. thank you xinyi for always organising outings and thank you sining and liying, who are the 2 that i firmly believe i can count on for everything :) oh did i forget to say? we love donating blood together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now going on to the major part of my life ever since i joined vjc -- vjchoir. this thingy here. changed my life a lot. it wasn't like that in anglican choir, at least not in my batch. not to say that anglican choir was bad, but the culture's just different. here, everybody is working towards a common goal, which is The Best For The Choir, and cos of that we are bonded by the special thing, no matter close friends or not. and that's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vjchoir journey had been full of ups and downs. total roller coaster i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;first major event would be of course SYF, yes, who would forget, that SYF that drove everyone almost crazy with the stress that came with it. the baggage of being the top choir.i remember that week before the auditions on saturday, everyday after school or during breaks, there would be people outside the choir room, going through notes, improving techniques. failing the first round of syf auditions, it was like the sky crashed down on me. i still remember the silence, when mr kwei was reading out all the names one by one. no sherwin. i remembered muttering "shit" under my breath and attempted to be real strong by keeping a straight face. that didn't last long, cos awhile after that, i was crying like a baby. damn, the disappointment was just too  overwhelming for me to take. plus i'm not a strong person you know. i remember people leaving the lt slowly and i was still there, feeling like shit. and i have to mention danny, who stayed for uber long to encourage me and he made me stand up (both physically and mentally HAHA) thanks danny! i really appreciated that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(anyway there was this 2nd round of auditions which i passed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was this thing that got 5 of us - me jialing debbie wayne rayrin - a scolding from mr kwei... in front of the whole choir.. during the one and only syf rehearsal.. at VCH. haha that was, really scary LOL. anyway, he questioned our loyalty for the choir because 5 of us went to take part in this muscial organised by NTUC, which is a public performance, one of which clashed with a choir practice. we skipped the performance, by the way, for choir prac. this thing was hell of a experience cos 1) it was the first musical i took part in and i'm proud of myself for agreeing to it cos the old sherwin would never have the guts to do it 2) tried loads of new stuff like recording in a studio, rehearsing way late into the night at CLEMENTI 3) learnt a lesson about not having divided loyalties and taking too many things at once. although i had fun performing, i screwed up my studies big time for missing school for about a week and not doing homework for around 2 months. couldn't catch up after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so SYF happened, we got Gold with Honours, after all the hard work. Plus, Top Choir! First achievement of the year and that was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was SOV, for which we had practice from Monday - Sunday one week. You know although it was so tiring, i found joy in that, and i still looked forward to choir practice everyday:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 6 days after SOV, i got elected into the Choir Exco. Thank God for giving me this chance to serve the choir more. The Q &amp;amp; A and stuff was kind of tough, and it was the first time i was going through such stuff, so i got kind of emotional after the whole thing, if close friends remember. but it made me stronger with the pressure and i believe this would help me some way or another next time. so im thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here, IMACS formed, fabulous part of my vj life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the "Up" in my vjchoir journey - Pattaya. The fun we had need not be further elaborated i guess :) anyway, the "Up" thing i was referring to, was the winning of the 3 trophies. At the moment when they announced that we were champions for the open mixed category, i jumped up and cried. tears of joy! i was ecstatic, and i don't remember anything much, besides screaming like mad and hugging everyone around me, who were tearing as well. i guess we were so happy because it was absolutely unexpected, well at least for me. unforgettable, that moment, and the chirpy process of making up etc for the Grand Finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging period, where friendships forged and the McMuggers formed. these people have been fantabulous! they made studying fun (which was almost impossible) the thai pan dinner every night etc. before this i didn't even really know Reuben Keith Rhoda. And I'm SO glad that we studied together, if not i would've missed out on 3 great friends. The mass convos at night, mass o2jamming sessions etc. i loved it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends..&lt;br /&gt;In general, in '07, i figured that, the world isn't as simple as i thought it was. in Anglican, the friends i made, i knew that i could trust them completely. this year, i've seen the uglier side of people and realised, Trust Is A Scary Thing. i guess i've learnt to see one properly before trusting them. self-protection haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New people entered my life this year. those who deserve special mention, Cherissa Ching Chieh Isabelle Melodie. You guys know I Love You yeah. I'm glad i found you all. excitement in vj life would've decreased by about 50% or more without you few. Thank you so much for being there for me, listening to me talk. I probably would've said all these before in whatever cards that i've written for you guys. But anyhow, just know that i love you ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alena you not counted cos i already knew you! but i love you all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eight Dudettes, many times this year i felt like this friendship was really hard to maintain and actually felt like giving up, cos we just couldn't find the time to meet up or even talk. But i can't bear to do that, and i hope its the same for you guys. please do know that i still love you all A LOT. especially the Original Beware Candy Ron Wenks. I treasure you guys alot for walking through my secondary school life with me, and i really hope we'll never let this friendship go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexylucas. what can i say haha. you guys know i love you to bits. and we've had very few but constant meetings this year, and you guys never ever fail to brighten up my day. I count on you guys that none of us will ever let go k :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup,back to choir. of course i do miss the beginning of this year, when we were still getting to know each other and dinner groups could be as random as anything, and no politics existed. slowly cliques formed, development of friendships came to a halt just because of different cliques. sad but inevitable. towards the end of the year things became better for me, cos i got to know even more people better even after having IMACS. politics..it became more and more obvious as time passed by. nothing much to elaborate on i guess. not here at least. but well, what's an organisation without politics?! So i guess we' ll just have to take it in our stride (That's a reminder to myself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said in one of my earlier posts. I Annoy You, You Annoy Me, We Are Still One Big Happy Family. no matter how much we are upset with one another this year, regardless of work or personal things, we are still a choir, a family. Never, never let this kind of stuff affect the choir and hinder it from achieving its best. (that's a message/reminder to myself again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, 2007 wasn't HORRIBLE, nor GREAT. its just, DIFFERENT. but i loved the way i got to experience so many things,good and bad, in a short 365 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be about it. I didn't know that I'm capable of such a long post HAHAHA. I'm promising myself that 2008 would not be as screwed as 2007  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Low Ching Chieh, we've been on the phone since 3.23pm on 31st december 07. Its almost 4am 1st January 08 now. MADNESS! but you are asleep on your sofa now and i don't know how to wake you up. Thank you for counting down with me i love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3240069463630364091?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3240069463630364091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3240069463630364091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3240069463630364091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3240069463630364091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-year-eeyer.html' title='NEW YEAR NEW YEAR EEYER!'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5046148760747214781</id><published>2007-12-31T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:34.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I took the first step :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I can't believe this. Last 2 days of 2007 spent at home chionging revision for R Papers like CRAZY(besides going out for a little family gathering) what the heck! i probably would spend the 1st and 2nd day of 08 doing this as well. argh,so irritating! this year i will count down with my notes because there is really no way i can finish revising for that 2 damn papers. ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway again, that day i didnt have time to blog about this, but i had a wonderful steamboat/stayover party at shey's!really laughed until my stomach ached. love 'em to bits really. thanks for makng my xmas great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3fPXV32dGI/AAAAAAAAApE/oXUfXzMkIQI/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3fPXV32dGI/AAAAAAAAApE/oXUfXzMkIQI/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149812698836792418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. 2008 is coming! RUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5046148760747214781?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5046148760747214781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5046148760747214781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5046148760747214781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5046148760747214781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/yesterday-i-took-first-step-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3fPXV32dGI/AAAAAAAAApE/oXUfXzMkIQI/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3499925325191927656</id><published>2007-12-29T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:35.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:( and :)</title><content type='html'>Farewell 2007 is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I really thank God that everything turned out fine. There weren't many major problems and stuff, which is really a relief. Weather was fine, turnout was within expected number, things we thought we couldn't have just appeared(like the trolley), although we found the caterer really late but we still found it and the food was great, and a lot of other things. They really just fell into place haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, the exco did put in a lot hard work heh. Thank You And I Love The 5 Of Us. Formidable Combination. haha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFqhm3KHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/YGrMlosdBYA/s1600-h/PC282049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFqhm3KHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/YGrMlosdBYA/s320/PC282049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149309452078753906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day started off real early cos we had to go pluck leaves and take sand. (HAHA that sounded stupid) okay, it was stupid. the initial idea was to get coconut leaves, but after two attempts, with one having ants raining down on us, we decided that we should give up and stick to cutting palm tree leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFqBm3KGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/2rcVta4jMEg/s1600-h/PC282044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFqBm3KGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/2rcVta4jMEg/s320/PC282044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149309443488819298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main highlight though, was carrying the humongous bunch of leaves, from school, to dhoby ghaut, to serangoon. Its really light, but its kinda hard to prevent the leaves from smacking people. HAHA. so it was my turn to carry them at dhoby ghaut, and we were at this narrow pathway. apparently my leaves smacked 2 kids, so chingchieh shouted something from behind which made me turn around, and i smacked her with the leaves, and then i quickly turned back, smacking an old lady in the process. then. she called me shen jing bing. HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping all the details, i just have to say, the day was just all about carrying really heavy things everywhere. like reuben said, it was worse than gym. cos in the gym, you can rest when you're tired. yesterday, we could only rest when we reach serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much running around(ok the running around didn't stop for the entire night actually), we finally got the place set up, with some help from the year1s. This is one of the few picnic mats we set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFrBm3KJI/AAAAAAAAAos/lUHtWlpVeDI/s1600-h/PC282055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFrBm3KJI/AAAAAAAAAos/lUHtWlpVeDI/s320/PC282055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149309460668688530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is the cocktail glasses we gave the seniors.its just sprite dyed blue actually.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFqxm3KII/AAAAAAAAAok/jmK7Vq1r_AA/s1600-h/P1130077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFqxm3KII/AAAAAAAAAok/jmK7Vq1r_AA/s320/P1130077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149309456373721218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Official farewell didn't start until 7pm or so. Really behind schedule, so the games/forfeits we planned... remained behind curtains. The event thus ony had dinner,video,tealight. plus camwhoring and gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tealight was emotional for a handful. Some had uncontrollable tears when it was their turn to speak. They recounted what happened in their eventful 2006. Although i didn't experience what they did, certain things they said gave me goosebumps and almost brought tears, cos their love and passion for the choir,which is rather seldom seen/felt in our batch, is just so strong and that touched me deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFrhm3KKI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8acZJ9A7MOQ/s1600-h/PC282065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFrhm3KKI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8acZJ9A7MOQ/s320/PC282065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149309469258623138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to say anything during tealight cos, you know i'm just not good with words and plus i was shy. (im really quite shy one okay). yup but i want the seniors to know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything. It was you guys that made me want to join VJ Choir so much, because i saw the bond, and the passion for singing, all of you shared, last December when I sang with you all. And thank you guys for being the pillars for us to lean on this year. I've learnt how to dedicate myself entirely to choir just like you guys, and how maximum effort must be put into this choir to bring it to greater heights. All the encouragement and help you guys gave, its more than i could've asked for, so thank you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the few that have stood by me at tough times, I love you! And I'm gonna miss you all REAL badly - Shixuan, Shuwei, Oliver, Wan Ting, Danny. please don't forget me leh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) VJChoir is (really) LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YNEBm3KLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/0QFBj5jc6Q4/s1600-h/PC282104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YNEBm3KLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/0QFBj5jc6Q4/s320/PC282104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149317586746812594" 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/19623600-3499925325191927656?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3499925325191927656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3499925325191927656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3499925325191927656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3499925325191927656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/and.html' title=':( and :)'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3YFqhm3KHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/YGrMlosdBYA/s72-c/PC282049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7379244128319496569</id><published>2007-12-26T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:36.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jesus!</title><content type='html'>Christmas ended about 4 hours ago. And 5 days of caroling just zoomed past. unbelievable! i felt like i'm in some caroling camp for the past few days. wake up, sing carols, reach home late, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today was ultimately tiring, but superb. especially the grand reunion this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;so this year's abit different from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 06 i was a shy year 0; 07 im a freaking noisy year 1 leading the choir&lt;br /&gt;2) 06 didnt dare to move/smile much during performances; 07 the smile's plastered on my face and i enjoy doing that&lt;br /&gt;3) 06 i didnt know my parts and i sang damn softly; 07 of course i do now and i blast HAHA&lt;br /&gt;4) 06 i stood around aimlessly in lady sophia suite after the last caroling session and received chocs etc from people i barely knew; 07 i was running around giving cards to almost everybody&lt;br /&gt;5) 06  i was beginning to love vjchoir a little; 07 oooo i love vjchoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stupidest person on earth, who is yours truly, forgot to bring the cards for the 5 people she loves most, and was sulking around this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's christmas is different also because of my all-time favourites - Sining, Xinyi, Liying, Peiqi, Katherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was wonderful seeing them again. anyway we bought loads of stuff to cook a Christmas "Feast" at my place.  i covered my face up in the photo below because i was really warm and i tied my hair up and they all said i look like a maid/housewife. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FgARm3KCI/AAAAAAAAAn0/RwQso0Vn13M/s1600-h/_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FgARm3KCI/AAAAAAAAAn0/RwQso0Vn13M/s320/_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148001406903855138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the table peiqi set up! HAHA cute to the max. got ambience okay. so we cooked Cheese &amp;amp; Herbs Pasta, Tomato-based Spaghetti with prawns,sausages,onions and there was Sining's Special Fillet with Lemon which tasted great. Hey although it sounds simple, it took quite a fair bit of work. and i was really awkward with things around in the kitchen(i dont even know where the salt is etc.), so.. people like ly and sining did most of the work, including the dish-washing.......... :] thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FgAhm3KDI/AAAAAAAAAn8/VxMuTGfnZWI/s1600-h/PC252035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FgAhm3KDI/AAAAAAAAAn8/VxMuTGfnZWI/s320/PC252035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148001411198822450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yum the food was great, especially cos we cooked it ourselves. super bloated, and not long after that, we had our own version of Banana Split. which consisted of Hokey Pokey ice cream with Chocolate Truffles. (it was a lil tooo damn sweet haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FgBBm3KEI/AAAAAAAAAoE/jpCdcOTD86w/s1600-h/PC252040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FgBBm3KEI/AAAAAAAAAoE/jpCdcOTD86w/s320/PC252040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148001419788757058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup so we just sat,talked,watched Final Destination 2 together. at 12am plus peiqi and kat left and now sining and xinyi are sleeping like logs next to me. let me upload a picture i took 5 mins ago :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FlBhm3KFI/AAAAAAAAAoM/PGkcOGUWvlY/s1600-h/PC262041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FlBhm3KFI/AAAAAAAAAoM/PGkcOGUWvlY/s320/PC262041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148006925936830546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you my dearest s30 peeps for making Christmas great this year. &amp;amp; Thank You Everyone Who Gave Me Choc/Candy/Card/Gift Today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liying: hmm so you live in a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;me: HUH?&lt;br /&gt;Liying: cos you live on the ninth floor, JIU3 LOU2 ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i slept at 5am/woke up at 9am, and its 4.15am now and i'm still awake and tmr i'm having steamboat party at shey's. so i will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OHMYGOD CANT WAIT TO SEE THEM MY SEXYLUCAS LOVES!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(today was better, anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-7379244128319496569?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7379244128319496569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=7379244128319496569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7379244128319496569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7379244128319496569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html' title='Happy Birthday Jesus!'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R3FgARm3KCI/AAAAAAAAAn0/RwQso0Vn13M/s72-c/_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7154438428882936583</id><published>2007-12-24T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:49:31.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Up With You?</title><content type='html'>3rd day of the crazy hotel caroling. Everyday, sing and sing, smile and smile, perspire and perspire(in our gowns), and walk and walk. Tired to the max but Enjoy to the max also (besides some minor performance slips and irritating people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon came to watch us today and I went home with her :) thank you for coming, pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tried to be less ________, i tried to ____. you leave me with no choice. and if you can actually equate _______ to ______, then there's something wrong with you. totally ______. just __ ____.&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/19623600-7154438428882936583?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7154438428882936583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=7154438428882936583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7154438428882936583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7154438428882936583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-is-up-with-you.html' title='What Is Up With You?'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1744616431641470945</id><published>2007-12-23T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:24:30.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid May. Broke my record of not talking online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1744616431641470945?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1744616431641470945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1744616431641470945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1744616431641470945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1744616431641470945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/stupid-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1605443246296810676</id><published>2007-12-23T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:48:36.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA,</title><content type='html'>You know, they always say that we have to notice the small things in life. Just now i did, and then i finally realised that my shower curtain has really weird animals printed on it, like a sausage dog, a crocodile with 4 legs, a chicken with damn long legs, a bodiless bird, and a tortoise with legs like waterwheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i giggled to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1605443246296810676?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1605443246296810676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1605443246296810676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1605443246296810676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1605443246296810676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA,'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-285535219578564680</id><published>2007-12-22T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:59:44.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Is Outta My Dictionary Cos I Hate That Word.</title><content type='html'>I'm just thinking. You know sometimes, I'm just tired, as in physically, and I really don't feel like joking around &amp;amp; smiling like usual. Then, i'm emo? As in, I'm trying to say, sometimes I'm just really feeling lethargic or I'm just thinking about stuff, but not emo. Clowns do get tired, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No this is not about just now. Just now, sorry if i was really looking like an ass or whatever. it was just some stuff plus, talking to my cousin about going to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this has no link to point 1 and 2)And, i don't know if you think this way but if you think I emo over damn trivial stuff. think about it lah, which person in the right mind wants to feel sad? i'm not obliged to tell you about every single problem i have. and i believe i have the right to be upset over certain things in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-285535219578564680?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/285535219578564680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=285535219578564680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/285535219578564680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/285535219578564680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/emo-is-outta-my-dictionary-cos-i-hate.html' title='Emo Is Outta My Dictionary Cos I Hate That Word.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-2840202483530353166</id><published>2007-12-19T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:10:23.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Moving.</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;1) I've been seeing Yeo Sining almost everyday. Tuition is so much less of a torture with her around&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;2) The Golden Path, 9pm show, is damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;3) Felicia Chin is STUNNING ttm in that show.&lt;br /&gt;4) I got my sim card back.&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm stealing someone's internet right now.&lt;br /&gt;6) I miss my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;7) I miss Candy and Sharon and Wenqi.&lt;br /&gt;8) I am so damn hell screwed for my Repapers.&lt;br /&gt;9) I need to work out.&lt;br /&gt;10) Christmas is coming, deadline is nearing, mountain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-2840202483530353166?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/2840202483530353166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=2840202483530353166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2840202483530353166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2840202483530353166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/hes-moving.html' title='He&apos;s Moving.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-66092893073742924</id><published>2007-12-17T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T20:49:12.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's My Self-Control?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, after one has put in tremendous effort to do something, someone else's discouraging words right after that can make her burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not on purpose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-66092893073742924?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/66092893073742924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=66092893073742924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/66092893073742924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/66092893073742924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/wheres-my-self-control.html' title='Where&apos;s My Self-Control?'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1137409568218710447</id><published>2007-12-16T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T10:37:47.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its You</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Candy dreamt that I gave her 4 loaves of bread. I thought that was weird. But mine was worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I am Vietnam Idol Phong Vy's percussionist, and because of the One Life beads I'm wearing now (really wearing!), I made extra noises on the drums, causing her to lose the title of Asian Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?! What the hell ?!&lt;br /&gt;Today I remembered my dreams. Its like a big drama production, cos it involved loads of people. But I still can't remember what are those dreams that give me that feeling every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goodnight, goodnight, picture, falling window, brown space, are all that I recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1137409568218710447?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1137409568218710447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1137409568218710447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1137409568218710447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1137409568218710447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-you.html' title='Its You'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-8277002102778049931</id><published>2007-12-13T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:07:18.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mou-ou-ou-ou-tain, you go.</title><content type='html'>I've been having unsettling dreams recently. I wake up everyday feeling damn uncomfortable. But I can't remember what they are about. Same for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-8277002102778049931?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/8277002102778049931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=8277002102778049931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8277002102778049931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8277002102778049931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/mou-ou-ou-ou-tain-you-go.html' title='Mou-ou-ou-ou-tain, you go.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5884301508524326065</id><published>2007-12-13T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T00:33:33.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiya i'm so confused. we can never please everyone. so like, try to understand or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5884301508524326065?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5884301508524326065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5884301508524326065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5884301508524326065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5884301508524326065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/aiya-im-so-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1553482196232365931</id><published>2007-12-12T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:23:09.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chao Bu Xiang He Ni Shuo Hua</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD. i wanna immerse myself in the tv world like before 2006 :)&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna be less frequently online already. just coming on to check out function rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EE, the sight of you really irks me now&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1553482196232365931?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1553482196232365931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1553482196232365931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1553482196232365931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1553482196232365931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/chao-bu-xiang-he-ni-shuo-hua.html' title='Chao Bu Xiang He Ni Shuo Hua'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6427730246530906237</id><published>2007-12-10T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T20:59:10.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sword and The Shield</title><content type='html'>Hello World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A dishonest lady took my phone &amp;amp; I hope the phone explodes in her face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you Ching Chieh for the Chicken Wing Novel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you Danny for the scores/birthday present.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tay Ping Hui waved to me. (Aiya, cos i waved first lah)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Melodie has a temper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I buy heat radiator for you want or not -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I annoy you, you annoy me, we are still one big happy family............(?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone's blog just got my blood boiling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6427730246530906237?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6427730246530906237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6427730246530906237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6427730246530906237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6427730246530906237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/sword-and-shield_10.html' title='The Sword and The Shield'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6196637094795815257</id><published>2007-12-09T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:37.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only I Can Just Let The Waves Wash It All Away.</title><content type='html'>The beauty of it all - Lying on the beach at night with Ching Chieh, listening to the waves, watching the stars, finding out about a weird shark cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1uMpVDNn4I/AAAAAAAAAns/eeuEi_Hlgpo/s1600-h/orionstars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1uMpVDNn4I/AAAAAAAAAns/eeuEi_Hlgpo/s320/orionstars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141858041226698626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got this off the net.  This was what we saw in the sky yesterday night. Went to do some reading on the story behind the Orion. I had no idea what it was until Ching told me. Hmmm stars, so amazing, so beautiful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh God please let me know when to do the right thing at the right time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6196637094795815257?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6196637094795815257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6196637094795815257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6196637094795815257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6196637094795815257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-only-i-can-just-let-waves-wash-it.html' title='If Only I Can Just Let The Waves Wash It All Away.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1uMpVDNn4I/AAAAAAAAAns/eeuEi_Hlgpo/s72-c/orionstars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3264647563273412665</id><published>2007-12-06T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:39.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, I thought it was you.</title><content type='html'>HAHA finally after so many days, I completed my birthday post down there. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyway so many things have been happening and I've had no time to blog them. So here are just a few pictures. because. Lazy upload, Lazy recall every single detail la HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st December- Carolling at Mt Faber Safra with VC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fq3Ldq9cI/AAAAAAAAAmc/lbjX7Q3luLA/s1600-h/carolling17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fq3Ldq9cI/AAAAAAAAAmc/lbjX7Q3luLA/s320/carolling17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140835733357655490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoyable experience with 'em, had so much laughs (unfortunately even on the stage lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fq3Ldq9dI/AAAAAAAAAmk/C_zKLVYGpWg/s1600-h/carolling3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fq3Ldq9dI/AAAAAAAAAmk/C_zKLVYGpWg/s320/carolling3-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140835733357655506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The squishy car ride from Vivo to Eunos! Xianhui was sitting on my stomach. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd December - Class Chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1ftLrdq9eI/AAAAAAAAAms/3VpQUsu4XyA/s1600-h/IMG_5861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1ftLrdq9eI/AAAAAAAAAms/3VpQUsu4XyA/s320/IMG_5861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140838284568229346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LY, me, zara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1ftMLdq9fI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bohOb3rGQPI/s1600-h/PC031858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1ftMLdq9fI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bohOb3rGQPI/s320/PC031858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140838293158163954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BBQ was great. Nice food, and fun. But after that sadly, most people had to leave. So only Zara, Bindi, Zi Yang and I slept over. MADNESS TOTALLY.Took damn funny music videos. we had only 4 people, but we made enough noise for the management to come knock on our door to say that we were too noisy. This picture kinda can show how high they were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th December- Happy Birthday Sining, SDD Performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fvOLdq9gI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xNFiUuc6i-k/s1600-h/PC052013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fvOLdq9gI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xNFiUuc6i-k/s320/PC052013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140840526541157890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Sining's home at 6.30 am to surprise her! HAHA this was what we asked her to see from her 13th storey home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fvObdq9hI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DRkYLnzfkwM/s1600-h/PC052014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fvObdq9hI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DRkYLnzfkwM/s320/PC052014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140840530836125202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEE OUR SMILING FACES? xiao li cang dao i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fvO7dq9iI/AAAAAAAAAnM/TijQHnsSjf4/s1600-h/PC052015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fvO7dq9iI/AAAAAAAAAnM/TijQHnsSjf4/s320/PC052015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140840539426059810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fvPLdq9jI/AAAAAAAAAnU/_tteF0Ymtxg/s1600-h/PC052019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fvPLdq9jI/AAAAAAAAAnU/_tteF0Ymtxg/s320/PC052019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140840543721027122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This two pictures are taken after we koped the masks from our seniors prom! haha. yesterday night we totally acted as prom crashers. Me, Keith, Rhoda and Isabelle took drinks, and went to every table in the reception and finished up all the nice crackers they had, leaving only peas and almonds in the bowls. Then we koped the masks and took the above pictures. LOL. FUN! was nice seeing all the seniors dressed nicely too :) so it was generally nice, besides the fact that we kinda sang to nobody cos everyone was talking and camwhoring. haha.&lt;br /&gt;CHECK THIS OUT - Return of the Flexible Choristers ( Cherissa,Keith,Chingchieh,Sherwin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NRnoslgEcMk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NRnoslgEcMk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th Dec- that's today.&lt;br /&gt;Random day, had tuition in the morning and in the afternoon went to bugis to get free starbucks.super cheapskate, especially Isabelle Loo! she was still wondering if she could get a 2nd drink. Met every single IMACS-ian today. Cherissa left after tuition though. IMAS chatted and laughed like MAD at starbucks, so it was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad Tuition Spree Tmr. Good Luck Sherwin! now i have to go and do maths homework sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest Boyfriend:&lt;br /&gt;Rest Well and Get Well cos not hearing your voice is Hell. HAHAHAHHHAA SEE I WRITE POEM FOR YOU LEH :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3264647563273412665?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3264647563273412665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3264647563273412665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3264647563273412665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3264647563273412665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-i-thought-it-was-you.html' title='Love, I thought it was you.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fq3Ldq9cI/AAAAAAAAAmc/lbjX7Q3luLA/s72-c/carolling17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-8593293010435142739</id><published>2007-12-04T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:41.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable</title><content type='html'>Wonderful birthday I had! (:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I gotta thank all who bothered and remembered to message me cos I may not have replied some of you guys when I was busy with something else. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modissa, Shixuan, Jialing (at 11.59pm), Clara, Keith, Jian Rui (these 3 at 12am! :D ), my boyfriend Ching Chieh, Janet, Rayrin, Novabelle, Hejun, Shi Hui, Xian Yong, Joey Teo my sis, Mummy, Danny, Desmond, Daddy, Jeremy Ho, Wan Ting, Limin, Kenny, Alex, May, Rhoda (WHO IS SUPPOSED TO WISH AT 12AM BUT SUPER LATE), Oliver( is back from overseas!!!), Wan Ping, Canteen Drinks Stall Auntie, Jovena, Hu Ping, Zi Yang, Jenie, Josiah, Peiqi, Melissa, Jie Ying, Sharon, Hannah, Chun Han, Katherine, Clinton, Benedict, Xian Jun (who emailed from overseas!), Xian Hui, Geraldine, Jeremy, Jian Nan, Rabil, Maggie, Eunice, Wenqi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TESSA CHIN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;called back from CANADA!!! omg, i was shocked/happy/whatever to receive her call! SO LONG NEVER HEAR HER VOICE ALREADY! (: (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, special thank yous to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, Joanne, Sharon, Wenqi for the perfume,&lt;br /&gt;Wenqi for the card,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle, Melodie, Alena, Cherissa for the wonderful surprise, photo album and the snow queen,&lt;br /&gt;Keith, Ching Chieh, May, Jian, Reuben, Elizabeth, Sophia, Cherissa, Melodie, Isabelle, Alena for the surprise at Changing Appetites,&lt;br /&gt;Ching Chieh for spending time and effort on whatever you are about to give me (HA!),&lt;br /&gt;Keith, Jian, Reuben for the 3 Fake Balls with damn nice messages and the Real Liverpool Ball,&lt;br /&gt;Jian for writing that nice message I really appreciated that coming from you,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth, Sophia for that Message in a Coke Bottle,&lt;br /&gt;Sining, Xinyi, Peiqi for the surprise at City Hall, photo album, monsterz pouch, heart pies,&lt;br /&gt;Sexylucas for the early birthday surprise that day,&lt;br /&gt;Family for the dinner and nike bag,&lt;br /&gt;Sis for the slippers,&lt;br /&gt;Oliver for the damn cute elmo belt,&lt;br /&gt;Limin for the Baby Tigger,&lt;br /&gt;Rhoda for the earrings,&lt;br /&gt;Xian Jun for whatever you have bought for me from Melbourne~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I spent my birthday so many new people in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd dec, met up with my dudettes to have dinner and they gave me a mini birthday celebration with a pandan cake HAHA. &lt;3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fzNbdq9lI/AAAAAAAAAnk/BLWC8jeVT4I/s1600-h/PC031886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fzNbdq9lI/AAAAAAAAAnk/BLWC8jeVT4I/s320/PC031886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140844911702767186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was super tired that I actually fell asleep in the restaurant while chatting with them cos I had a chalet the day before and i had around 2.5 hours of sleep. So after I went home, was really tired, switched on the com, and fell asleep before 12am haha.  Then at 12am sharp I was woken up by Cherissa's phone calls. Thought she was just gonna wish me happy birthday, but no! She asked me to go to my kitchen window and look down. HAHA SO I WENT, and guess what, I saw FOUR RETARDS WAVING AT ME. that was a major shocker no. 1. Then they started lighting up sparklers in the shape of a heart. SWEET TO THE MAX. Mel then called me, and asked me to go to my doorstep. haha, so i did, and i found this booklet.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1V0hbdq9LI/AAAAAAAAAkU/QjNFPP7MmsQ/s1600-h/PC031900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1V0hbdq9LI/AAAAAAAAAkU/QjNFPP7MmsQ/s320/PC031900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140142667370001586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1) Proceed to the staircase&lt;br /&gt;2) Follow the photo trial&lt;br /&gt;3) Stick all the photos in this album&lt;br /&gt;4) Don't be lazy! Really stick!&lt;br /&gt;5) Come down and embrace the ones in your heart :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1bBRrdq9SI/AAAAAAAAAlM/-M_C9hAnk5M/s1600-h/PC031904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1bBRrdq9SI/AAAAAAAAAlM/-M_C9hAnk5M/s320/PC031904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140508534159111458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHA crazy girls, they pasted my photos on the walls along the staircase route of my block from level 9 to level 1. and i have to slowly pluck out every single one of them to put into an album. haha! it was so tormenting cos i couldn't wait to get down to the ground floor to meet them. PLUS, neighbours saw all my unglam pics while they were climbing up the staircase to their house! SO EMBARRASSING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached downstairs and alena and cherissa blindfolded me and brought me to the next block where they had a cake and they made a SNOW QUEEN for me HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1bBSbdq9TI/AAAAAAAAAlU/HObjIBDu22k/s1600-h/PC031926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1bBSbdq9TI/AAAAAAAAAlU/HObjIBDu22k/s320/PC031926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140508547044013362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1bBS7dq9UI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Fb7wkroIc2U/s1600-h/PC031923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1bBS7dq9UI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Fb7wkroIc2U/s320/PC031923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140508555633947970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after singing a birthday song for me and getting shouted at by a man asking us to keep quiet, they came over to stay at my place. And the birthday girl got pangsehed cos they all fell asleep and noone talked to me -.- Plus the 5 of us had to squeeze on me and my sis' beds. super funny, it was so no space until I had to sleep with my 2 hands above my head. squatter settlement ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next morning, we dilly dallied, lay around in bed and did random things before getting up to wash up and stuff. So we decided to go to town to eat and Alena insisted on Marina Square (FOR SOME REASON). Then i suggested that we go Changing Appetites. so we walk walk walk, and entered CA. AND WALA, one whole grp of people were singing happy birthday to me! 2nd surprise. TOTALLAY UNEXPECTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fcRbdq9VI/AAAAAAAAAlk/GCrmeNdXq0c/s1600-h/PC041958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fcRbdq9VI/AAAAAAAAAlk/GCrmeNdXq0c/s320/PC041958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140819691654804818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's the peeps who surprised me. I was very touched - TRUTH. so we ate, talked, laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fexLdq9WI/AAAAAAAAAls/Lc_ul08D2r0/s1600-h/PC041960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fexLdq9WI/AAAAAAAAAls/Lc_ul08D2r0/s320/PC041960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140822436138906978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the four of us went to toilet. Its always the girls in toilet pictures cos guys cnt come in right. BUT this time, there was this family room for babies or something. And all of us wcould camwhore there! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fy4bdq9kI/AAAAAAAAAnc/QHGD7y9kY_A/s1600-h/PC041968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fy4bdq9kI/AAAAAAAAAnc/QHGD7y9kY_A/s320/PC041968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140844550925514306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this photo is very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fexbdq9XI/AAAAAAAAAl0/_rzzPGlpZPg/s1600-h/PC041961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fexbdq9XI/AAAAAAAAAl0/_rzzPGlpZPg/s320/PC041961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140822440433874290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chingchieh and i. she still owes me my present. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fexrdq9YI/AAAAAAAAAl8/cQSgSSfihAk/s1600-h/PC041974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fexrdq9YI/AAAAAAAAAl8/cQSgSSfihAk/s320/PC041974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140822444728841602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-.- Mr McDonald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fex7dq9ZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/u8hKM9f9pjA/s1600-h/PC041984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fex7dq9ZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/u8hKM9f9pjA/s320/PC041984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140822449023808914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and jian! YAY was happy to see him yo. at first I thought he wasn't coming cos he was LATE!&lt;br /&gt;After CA, me lena and the Three Tenors went to Peninsular Plaza to get my jeans. Nothing much to do after that, just walked and talked and went to Esplanade Library to find Sophia and Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on my way home after that, and guess what! Xinyi Peiqi Sining were at the escalator somewhere near Esplanade and surprised me! Earlier in the day I was still telling Sophia I was really sad cos 2 of my good friends never message me happy birthday- Xinyi &amp;amp; Sining. But they surprised me with a photo album filled with my ultra mega unglam pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fhBLdq9aI/AAAAAAAAAmM/18xePU6sKEI/s1600-h/PC041995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fhBLdq9aI/AAAAAAAAAmM/18xePU6sKEI/s320/PC041995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140824910040069538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that I went back to East Point and had dinner with my family at Eatzi. It was surprisingly good. It wasnt like, as laocai as the last lunch i had with my parents. It was actually enjoyable and i was really happy after that cos that means my family still has hope! HAHA :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fhBrdq9bI/AAAAAAAAAmU/M27PcOZbP1Q/s1600-h/PC042008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fhBrdq9bI/AAAAAAAAAmU/M27PcOZbP1Q/s320/PC042008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140824918630004146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most exciting birthday EVER. And I've gotta thank my friends again for bothering to plan. Was really quite scared when Isabelle bluffed me and said they still hadnt planned my birthday. HAHA. LOVE! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-8593293010435142739?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/8593293010435142739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=8593293010435142739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8593293010435142739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8593293010435142739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/12/wonderful-birthday-i-had-firstly-i.html' title='Unforgettable'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1fzNbdq9lI/AAAAAAAAAnk/BLWC8jeVT4I/s72-c/PC031886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6660762957497042233</id><published>2007-11-30T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:42.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singtel, You Can Do Better Than This.</title><content type='html'>My phone is screwed once again. So I'm sorry to those whose messages/calls got ignored. I really did not receive anything. Damn you, sim card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday Novabelle&lt;/span&gt;. Hope you liked our surprise with 17 donuts 5 underwear 1 wallet today.&lt;br /&gt;I love birthday surprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be studying. But some biatchy person has been spamming my sister's tagboard and although my sister can be helluva annoyance sometimes, I just have to go and say a thing or two. Sisterhood, alright! HAHA. anyway, not bad. In my blog's 2 year life span, the only prominent spammers I've got were Elmo and Cookie Monster, who tagged rubbish that weren't exactly insulting. More of funny. My sister is only 12 and she got some asshole calling her  many things like fat(which she is definitely NOT, my goodness), and bitch(hmm this, i'm not sure HAHAHA). amusing world of primary school kids. hope that ass spammer stops soon, if not im gonna unleash the Elder Sister's Power alr. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things on soon. Where got time to study, YOU TELL ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this picture on Nono's friendster and I OUTBURSTED alone in front of my computer cos its DAMN RETARDED. Snow queen loves children like nono?!?!?!?! whaaat the!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1AGbA267_I/AAAAAAAAAkE/QSqHnvpbdoQ/s1600-R/1_682340001l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1AGbA267_I/AAAAAAAAAkE/i91T1L1A2xA/s320/1_682340001l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138614235986325490" 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/19623600-6660762957497042233?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6660762957497042233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6660762957497042233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6660762957497042233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6660762957497042233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/singtel-you-can-do-better-than-this.html' title='Singtel, You Can Do Better Than This.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R1AGbA267_I/AAAAAAAAAkE/i91T1L1A2xA/s72-c/1_682340001l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3769854356692889839</id><published>2007-11-29T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:03:14.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Pretend To Be Someone Else, And I Can Pretend To Be Okay.</title><content type='html'>This feels like one year ago. sitting at home studying &amp;amp; tuning in to 987fm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention. I finally finished Season 4 of my beloved One Tree Hill. 4 seasons in around 1.5 months. That show has great stuff, can't wait for season 5 in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not exactly very hyped up about 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some things belong, some just don't. let go, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3769854356692889839?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3769854356692889839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3769854356692889839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3769854356692889839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3769854356692889839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-feels-like-one-year-ago.html' title='You Can Pretend To Be Someone Else, And I Can Pretend To Be Okay.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-8644288300650888492</id><published>2007-11-29T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:42.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Things Look Stupid But Who Cares, It Makes Me Smile, It Makes YOU Smile.</title><content type='html'>28th November. Fantabulous day. I felt, truely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't start off too well because I was frantically searching for more pearl necklaces (Thank you, everyone who offered to help) ,and also it had to rain. very heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance, was really memorable. For the first time, we didn't screw up badly or anything (I'll have to admit we have been doing so for the last few perfs). And, I know, we all did put our 100% emotions in the sentimental songs. It felt wonderful to focus on the lyrics and heck about the audience and everything else and just sing. At those moments, I felt extremely glad that i'm doing this, glad that i chose this choir pathway again, glad that i'm part of VJChoir and i knew very clearly that singing meant almost everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our break in between performances. Stupid and nonsensical games were played. At the last part, the whole choir sat in a circle and played some games. I couldn't stop smiling at what i was seeing. the whole choir, looking stupid and having fun. Its impossible, to be so happy for every practice, but i'm glad we shared that moment together as a choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith's birthday suprise was a blast. I'm glad we did it for him. Thank the man who's always the one organising McMugger Outings properly. (Surveymonkey to see who is free on what day, remember?) Happy Birthday dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing in a circle with the year 2s who came back was another highlight. No matter whatever we sounded like and stuff, i felt once again, truely blessed to be part of VJChoir. Laughing and singing together, c'mon, that was just omg-ly overwhelmingly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040HA2676I/AAAAAAAAAjc/6ZRIIwemyrI/s1600-h/PB281827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040HA2676I/AAAAAAAAAjc/6ZRIIwemyrI/s320/PB281827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138101519970398114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040JA2677I/AAAAAAAAAjk/7Ty5-gSUygc/s1600-h/PB281821_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040JA2677I/AAAAAAAAAjk/7Ty5-gSUygc/s320/PB281821_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138101554330136498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040JQ2678I/AAAAAAAAAjs/lujLTu7J5A0/s1600-h/PB281801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040JQ2678I/AAAAAAAAAjs/lujLTu7J5A0/s320/PB281801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138101558625103810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040Jw2679I/AAAAAAAAAj0/M9RI-pReTxI/s1600-h/PB281818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040Jw2679I/AAAAAAAAAj0/M9RI-pReTxI/s320/PB281818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138101567215038418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040KA267-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/8uGmTsyRrVo/s1600-h/PB281808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040KA267-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/8uGmTsyRrVo/s320/PB281808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138101571510005730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes, he can suprise me with the amount of retardedness in him.&lt;br /&gt;:)Hoho, as promised, this is your feature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-8644288300650888492?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/8644288300650888492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=8644288300650888492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8644288300650888492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8644288300650888492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/stupid-things-look-stupid-but-who-cares.html' title='Stupid Things Look Stupid But Who Cares, It Makes Me Smile, It Makes YOU Smile.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R040HA2676I/AAAAAAAAAjc/6ZRIIwemyrI/s72-c/PB281827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6345377492839671742</id><published>2007-11-24T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:44.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Forgot To Remember To Forget</title><content type='html'>So despite of having Double Session Chemistry Tuition yesterday, I loved the day. Because of this few people down here. After tuition I went back to Anglican to visit the choir, which was having a camp. &amp;amp; they launched a birthday in advance suprise for me. Thank You All very much :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kVhtz7i0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/mYEa2SjddAM/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kVhtz7i0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/mYEa2SjddAM/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136660518970035010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we sat inside the Music Room for quite a long time, to chat with some juniors, among ourselves, and watch them sing. Until we left school at around 12.50am. As usual, more pictures,less words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kVh9z7i1I/AAAAAAAAAh8/o_943yXHrdA/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kVh9z7i1I/AAAAAAAAAh8/o_943yXHrdA/s320/057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136660523265002322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kVh9z7i2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/zl6Z6jwVCQA/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kVh9z7i2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/zl6Z6jwVCQA/s320/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136660523265002338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took a cab back to my house for sleepover. Did some random things, and while the girls friendstered and gossiped, the guys pigged. Look at Xinjun, he was still wearing his choir outfit cos he came from carolling. SMELLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kViNz7i3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/slg5D2G84bE/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kViNz7i3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/slg5D2G84bE/s320/066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136660527559969650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXhtz7i4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/q7pHhZ-tVG4/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXhtz7i4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/q7pHhZ-tVG4/s320/067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136662717993290626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so we talked and stuff all the way till 4+. I was so tired I fell asleep while clicking the Next button on somebody's gallery on friendster. That was damn funny. ended up sleeping around 4.30 or so&lt;br /&gt;AND, we woke up at around 7. and left my house. and i went to school for Tea Party! Two and a Half hours of sleep to pull me through One Long Choir Day. wha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are taken during the Trial Run, one day before the actual Tea Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXh9z7i5I/AAAAAAAAAic/A2EA2kQ_enQ/s1600-h/PB231699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXh9z7i5I/AAAAAAAAAic/A2EA2kQ_enQ/s320/PB231699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136662722288257938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXidz7i6I/AAAAAAAAAik/oVtmQRoegjg/s1600-h/PB231705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXidz7i6I/AAAAAAAAAik/oVtmQRoegjg/s320/PB231705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136662730878192546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out isabelle's position while playing something like Twister, cool shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXi9z7i7I/AAAAAAAAAis/zwsJ0hm8UxE/s1600-h/PB231720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXi9z7i7I/AAAAAAAAAis/zwsJ0hm8UxE/s320/PB231720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136662739468127154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's iMACS for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXjtz7i8I/AAAAAAAAAi0/DaKMjlCPGHg/s1600-h/PB231743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kXjtz7i8I/AAAAAAAAAi0/DaKMjlCPGHg/s320/PB231743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136662752353029058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh she got floured. And i had to clean something for her.............. HAHAHAHAHA private joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual Tea Party wasn't bad! I had fun. Well done, AdHoc and CRC, for planning the games, the groupings, the misc stuff, and of course, good job Cherissa Tan for being the fake conductor. Really Funny! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;(So fast, just last year I was the attendee, and this year, I'm Loo Lao Cai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my team was not bad, so we had some fun, and cher said our stupid cheer was one of the best. credits to xianyong and sophia for that. And then I got dunked. Into that Dirty Fountain in VJ. I didnt know it was so dirty. When i stood up i could feel bits under my feet. Yucks, who knows what those things are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kl_Nz7i9I/AAAAAAAAAi8/5zWvQe_zFZ0/s1600-h/PB241772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kl_Nz7i9I/AAAAAAAAAi8/5zWvQe_zFZ0/s320/PB241772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136678617962220498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, they all love SEMI BREVES. haha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kl_dz7i-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/jYu8SOBZrFY/s1600-h/PB241775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kl_dz7i-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/jYu8SOBZrFY/s320/PB241775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136678622257187810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jeremy Ho. He was a lucky boy that day, cos in the morning, he had the honour of being called Sherwin, which is a very hot and funky name, in the afternoon he took this picture with 5 hottayes here, and in the evening he walked Borders &amp;amp; had dinner with me Isabelle and Cherissa. HAHAHA ok kidding la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so we had Choir after that. TPJC and some old ppl's choir came for rehearsal. It was really very tiring. I could feel like i was falling asleep halfway through songs. Plus there werent warm ups and with the shouting and all in the morning during tea party, i was going to die! Sigh of relief when practice finally ended. Was supposed to go swimming at Sembawang with Cher and Belleloo, but smart cher couldnt find her swimsuit lol, stupid girl. So we ended up heading to parkway to walk and eat. Jho came to meet us, as mentioned up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Cher talked for arnd 2 hours again. This time she remembered to watch the clock HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I almost forgot. Shixuan asked me to blog about what an idiot he is. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Times always fly past, TSKKKKKKKK! after this post, i swear i'm gonna go pack my Econs file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6345377492839671742?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6345377492839671742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6345377492839671742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6345377492839671742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6345377492839671742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-forgot-to-remember-to-forget.html' title='I Forgot To Remember To Forget'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0kVhtz7i0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/mYEa2SjddAM/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7280807793268754162</id><published>2007-11-22T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T20:55:25.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And, S for?</title><content type='html'>Today Sining and I consumed a Whole Chicken in Coffee Bean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-7280807793268754162?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7280807793268754162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=7280807793268754162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7280807793268754162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7280807793268754162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-s-for.html' title='And, S for?'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5879201969417531015</id><published>2007-11-21T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:44.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C for Contrite</title><content type='html'>Today was good. In the afternoon, that is. Three of us went for the Mount Elizabeth attachment and we were late lol, the last 3 dua pai girls to arrive.  And the attachment was kinda weird, cos it consisted of only looking around. Nothing much of a learning journey. but the day was nice still cos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Watched Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;2. Tuition was cancelled cos Bus 36 wouldn't come&lt;br /&gt;3. So instead, we walked around Orchard and talked/gossiped&lt;br /&gt;4. And I had the company of Sining and Peiqi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0RRRtz7iyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MfN66J_XbaM/s1600-h/PB211685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0RRRtz7iyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MfN66J_XbaM/s320/PB211685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135318839906241314" 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/19623600-5879201969417531015?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5879201969417531015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5879201969417531015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7279397399099615963</id><published>2007-11-19T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:44.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0BuA9z7ixI/AAAAAAAAAhc/m1Xfh1ZCRZQ/s1600-h/dudettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0BuA9z7ixI/AAAAAAAAAhc/m1Xfh1ZCRZQ/s320/dudettes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134224538073795346" 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/19623600-7279397399099615963?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7279397399099615963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=7279397399099615963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7279397399099615963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7279397399099615963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/when.html' title='When?'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/R0BuA9z7ixI/AAAAAAAAAhc/m1Xfh1ZCRZQ/s72-c/dudettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-861396699094063159</id><published>2007-11-18T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:43:23.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Decipher My Heart</title><content type='html'>This is one of the perfect examples that can explain why I just cannot give up on Chinese Music despite of the huge number of trashy songs and singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小学篱芭旁的蒲公英&lt;br /&gt;是记忆里有味道的风景&lt;br /&gt;午睡操场传来蝉的声音&lt;br /&gt;多少年后也还是很好听&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;将愿望折纸飞机寄成信&lt;br /&gt;因为我们等不到那流星&lt;br /&gt;认真投决定命运的硬币&lt;br /&gt;却不知道到底能去哪里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一起长大的约定&lt;br /&gt;那样清晰打过勾的我相信&lt;br /&gt;说好要一起旅行&lt;br /&gt;是你如今唯一坚持的任性&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在走廊上罚站打手心&lt;br /&gt;我们却注意窗边的蜻蜓&lt;br /&gt;我去到哪里你都跟很紧&lt;br /&gt;很多的梦在等待着进行&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一起长大的约定&lt;br /&gt;那样真心&lt;br /&gt;与你聊不完的曾经&lt;br /&gt;而我已经分不清&lt;br /&gt;你是友情还是错过的爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see myself, one month from now, regretting and whining to somebody, saying "WHY OH WHY DIDN'T I START STUDYING ONE MONTH AGO?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was spent doing er, nothing. Besides choir practice, I went over to my bf's house. What did we do? We ate, did quizzes, played with shadows ( what the hell? ), stoned, and the highlight - I saw a lot of her old photos. Heeeeelarious I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home and swore that I wouldn't use the computer. Was successful, by the way, if you cannot believe that I am actually capable of doing that. So I slept at 12am+ or 1am, all the way to 10am. That's a mistake. I think I'm so used to sleeping only 5 or less hours everyday, the extra hours made me even more lethargic today. Cousins from Malaysia came over, so we were sorta obliged to walk around with them even though I was really bored. And I also went to support dear Ongton for his competition( been long since I last saw the guy ), and went to my gran's for dinner. See, another slackaway day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three random things on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the things I learn from One Tree Hill. They are meaningful. They are great self-help material. But, so what if they are? I can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello you, it has been almost 12 months, why are you still like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm really tired of screwed up relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-861396699094063159?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/861396699094063159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=861396699094063159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/861396699094063159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/861396699094063159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cant-decipher-my-heart.html' title='I Can&apos;t Decipher My Heart'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7031639320023638060</id><published>2007-11-15T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:48.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Works For The Wrong Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;3s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDkNz7itI/AAAAAAAAAg8/2YEkwZcXtEo/s1600-h/P1110109_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDkNz7itI/AAAAAAAAAg8/2YEkwZcXtEo/s320/P1110109_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133051964757347026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDktz7iuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/n6wiA3CB2k4/s1600-h/P1110111_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDktz7iuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/n6wiA3CB2k4/s320/P1110111_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133051973347281634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDltz7ivI/AAAAAAAAAhM/MIPTRJVFHuw/s1600-h/P1110112_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDltz7ivI/AAAAAAAAAhM/MIPTRJVFHuw/s320/P1110112_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133051990527150834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5N9z7inI/AAAAAAAAAgM/8qR2_HzvVWE/s1600-h/P1110096_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5N9z7inI/AAAAAAAAAgM/8qR2_HzvVWE/s320/P1110096_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133040587388979826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5ONz7ioI/AAAAAAAAAgU/2gj863w4PZs/s1600-h/P1110097_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5ONz7ioI/AAAAAAAAAgU/2gj863w4PZs/s320/P1110097_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133040591683947138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5Odz7ipI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ElM_WGZwtv8/s1600-h/P1110100_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5Odz7ipI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ElM_WGZwtv8/s320/P1110100_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133040595978914450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5Otz7iqI/AAAAAAAAAgk/v5Te9AZMcQE/s1600-h/P1110101_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5Otz7iqI/AAAAAAAAAgk/v5Te9AZMcQE/s320/P1110101_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133040600273881762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5Otz7irI/AAAAAAAAAgs/odgaotuyCCs/s1600-h/P1110103_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzw5Otz7irI/AAAAAAAAAgs/odgaotuyCCs/s320/P1110103_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133040600273881778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDj9z7isI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3kObT_0kqfc/s1600-h/P1110105_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDj9z7isI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3kObT_0kqfc/s320/P1110105_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133051960462379714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally random camwhoring session with Cherissa, Boyfriend, Novabelle at Bugis. Embarassing but total fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had the most weird chit chat session ever with Cherissa Tan. We were supposed to bathe. But for some reason we sat down outside the cubicles and talked, for 3 hours!What The Hell? Plus we were supposed to have tuition at 3.30pm and we only realised we were late at 4pm. So we went for tuition WITHOUT bathing. but yknw what, it was a great chat and so, thank you very much &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to alena, for making you worry and wait for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-7031639320023638060?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7031639320023638060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=7031639320023638060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7031639320023638060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7031639320023638060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/brain-works-for-wrong-things.html' title='Brain Works For The Wrong Things'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzxDkNz7itI/AAAAAAAAAg8/2YEkwZcXtEo/s72-c/P1110109_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5889754672075174693</id><published>2007-11-13T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:53.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust Is A Scary Thing</title><content type='html'>Hello world! Gosh had so much fun just now with my favourite S30 people! Met up for dinner at Din Tai Fung. And altogether, we had 35 Xiao Long Baos, 10 Hakaos, Large Sour&amp;amp; Spicy Soup, a bowl of noodles each. HA! And then, of course, camwhoring. This shall be a photo filled post again, cos i think nobody would read my wordy post anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbCfvT7JI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hCwtR-oSqvY/s1600-h/PB131607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbCfvT7JI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hCwtR-oSqvY/s320/PB131607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132374086291549330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's all our Xiao Long Baos! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbFfvT7KI/AAAAAAAAAeI/1kpCboGTmJ0/s1600-h/PB131616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbFfvT7KI/AAAAAAAAAeI/1kpCboGTmJ0/s320/PB131616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132374137831156898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clique&lt;3s onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbF_vT7LI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/7zVDAyZ8dNM/s1600-h/Copy+of+PB131619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbF_vT7LI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/7zVDAyZ8dNM/s320/Copy+of+PB131619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132374146421091506" border="0" /&gt;Nevermind the 2nd, 3rd and 4th person. Just focus on the one holding the chopsticks. WHAT THE HELL? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbIvvT7MI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gf2cUYZWHbA/s1600-h/PB131625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbIvvT7MI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gf2cUYZWHbA/s320/PB131625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132374193665731778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And whilst camwhoring, Sining MFF complained that we always never listen to her talk, so here's a picture of her trying to act autistic. HAHA. eh sining, you know we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbKvvT7NI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0Py8xFKTtsI/s1600-h/PB131620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbKvvT7NI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0Py8xFKTtsI/s320/PB131620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132374228025470162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unglam Picture Of The Day of my PW Matey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzng6vvT7OI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fGqE9EBhPnE/s1600-h/PB131634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzng6vvT7OI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fGqE9EBhPnE/s320/PB131634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132380550217329890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Tall Gang in the clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzng9_vT7PI/AAAAAAAAAew/S-Ic4Pvu8Hk/s1600-h/PB131635_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rzng9_vT7PI/AAAAAAAAAew/S-Ic4Pvu8Hk/s320/PB131635_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132380606051904754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nono tried to join us, look at the height diff. (AND can u see? Nono's acting cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznhAvvT7QI/AAAAAAAAAe4/hPKdp_0c5-s/s1600-h/PB131643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznhAvvT7QI/AAAAAAAAAe4/hPKdp_0c5-s/s320/PB131643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132380653296545026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHA. Don't worry, we aint going there yet. Anyway so we got this Mr. Angmoh to take this pic for us. When he took the pic, he laughed and went like " SEX!" instead of "CHEESE!". LOL wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznhDvvT7RI/AAAAAAAAAfA/eIUmliZeEXM/s1600-h/PB131650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznhDvvT7RI/AAAAAAAAAfA/eIUmliZeEXM/s320/PB131650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132380704836152594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken in front of SO MANY people walking past City Link. Diu Lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznhF_vT7SI/AAAAAAAAAfI/GeIY0_AaRg0/s1600-h/PB131654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznhF_vT7SI/AAAAAAAAAfI/GeIY0_AaRg0/s320/PB131654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132380743490858274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice picture right! cos Nono and Zara not inside. HAHA. taken while we were hiding from them.&lt;br /&gt;So we walked around awhile and went to Changing Appetites to eat cake. Worth it, cos it was One For One Tuesday. So we ordered 3 cakes and we got 6! And each of us only had to pay $2.50. Cheapskate haha! but WHO CARES LAH :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rznk__vT7XI/AAAAAAAAAfs/vJhkEft2wEc/s1600-h/PB131659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rznk__vT7XI/AAAAAAAAAfs/vJhkEft2wEc/s320/PB131659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132385038458154354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cakes, after one round of passing around! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznlBvvT7YI/AAAAAAAAAf0/kAuHcsYeKa4/s1600-h/PB131664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznlBvvT7YI/AAAAAAAAAf0/kAuHcsYeKa4/s320/PB131664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132385068522925442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznlDPvT7ZI/AAAAAAAAAf8/XowDwFS16GU/s1600-h/PB131673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznlDPvT7ZI/AAAAAAAAAf8/XowDwFS16GU/s320/PB131673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132385094292729234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok she keeps complaining that she looks horrid in EVERY SINGLE PICTURE (what the hell), so here, a cute one with the dimple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznlEvvT7aI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Jbya2hGu_wQ/s1600-h/PB131669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznlEvvT7aI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Jbya2hGu_wQ/s320/PB131669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132385120062533026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAH AND OF COURSE, once again, zara wong xinyi is being bullied. Its amazing how she can get bullied all the time and enjoy it HAHA. CUTE GIRL TTM. here she is squashed by Liying's arms lol.&lt;br /&gt;(PRAISING YOU LEH ZARA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time being super High the entire night. Loved their company.&amp;amp; Bon Voyage Katherine Biaaaaaaatch! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5889754672075174693?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5889754672075174693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5889754672075174693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5889754672075174693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5889754672075174693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/trust-is-scary-thing.html' title='Trust Is A Scary Thing'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RznbCfvT7JI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hCwtR-oSqvY/s72-c/PB131607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5618459409053481265</id><published>2007-11-11T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:31:41.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can It Ever End?</title><content type='html'>I just got really bored and read through almost all of my 2007 posts. whoahoa, truckload of events and emotions. Maybe I would do a serious "Concluding 2007" post at the end of this year. Always had something like that, but only in my head, never wrote it down. But I guess its nice to read about it few years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5618459409053481265?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5618459409053481265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5618459409053481265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5618459409053481265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5618459409053481265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/can-it-ever-end.html' title='Can It Ever End?'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3901619537863524510</id><published>2007-11-11T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:54.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;some of the S30 peeps came over to my house for movieeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKUvvT7BI/AAAAAAAAAdA/EQ2Gu_oaEQE/s1600-h/PB101569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKUvvT7BI/AAAAAAAAAdA/EQ2Gu_oaEQE/s320/PB101569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131440914452179986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Main Chef of the day! She was responsible for our Tom Yam noodles, and the cleaning and clearing up of dishes. I know, bad host!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKVPvT7CI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tlo87l8yaLo/s1600-h/PB101570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKVPvT7CI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tlo87l8yaLo/s320/PB101570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131440923042114594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bun Steamers of the day! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKVfvT7DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/GnwGLSESJik/s1600-h/PB101571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKVfvT7DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/GnwGLSESJik/s320/PB101571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131440927337081906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weirdo mff who washes off all the wax and whatsoever off her noodles before eating them. What's more, she adds canned sardines to it. Qi Guai TTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKVvvT7EI/AAAAAAAAAdY/X7-8Oeyc0Qs/s1600-h/PB101578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKVvvT7EI/AAAAAAAAAdY/X7-8Oeyc0Qs/s320/PB101578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131440931632049218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ones who came. We rented I Not Stupid Too, Saw I ( which is M18 and we had to convince the person to rent it to us). Ok la, i expected much more Gore. BUT its still damn scary. Was haunted for a little while later. After the movie we sent Nono, Sining, Peiqi down. Every slight movement of anything around me made my heart beat faster LOL. Kept thinkin of the stupid killer. Anyway Xinyi and Liying stayed over at my house. Made them watch TV outside my bathroom cos i was damn scared haha. Didn't dare to wash my face cos that would mean closing my eyes! waha! After that we watched Passion Of The Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie ended at 3+ am. And we decided to head downstairs for nightwalk where me and Liying relived the Monkey Maha Bodhi Childhood days. Anyway with their uber dyed hair, we looked like Ah Bengs that don't like to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKWPvT7FI/AAAAAAAAAdg/todDLfvQW9o/s1600-h/PB111580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKWPvT7FI/AAAAAAAAAdg/todDLfvQW9o/s320/PB111580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131440940221983826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaK0vvT7GI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HJOTkP1H0ng/s1600-h/PB111595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaK0vvT7GI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HJOTkP1H0ng/s320/PB111595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131441464207993954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaK0_vT7HI/AAAAAAAAAdw/m_wUj0FUk5Y/s1600-h/PB111602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaK0_vT7HI/AAAAAAAAAdw/m_wUj0FUk5Y/s320/PB111602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131441468502961266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA and xinyi being the TaiTaiGirl she is, can't climb up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaK1fvT7II/AAAAAAAAAd4/77cJYQmudzU/s1600-h/PB111600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaK1fvT7II/AAAAAAAAAd4/77cJYQmudzU/s320/PB111600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131441477092895874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walked to Simei mrt after that and sat and chatted at the unlocked Starbucks chairs and got feasted on by Mosquitoes. When we got home, its already about 4.30am. First time hovering around Simei at such a late time, quite fun ar! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you mean what you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3901619537863524510?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3901619537863524510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3901619537863524510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3901619537863524510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3901619537863524510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-only.html' title='If Only'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzaKUvvT7BI/AAAAAAAAAdA/EQ2Gu_oaEQE/s72-c/PB101569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3466308803764370774</id><published>2007-11-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:54.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ween That Blew Your Heart Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzSFNPvT6_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/KdsclJd-tXE/s1600-h/PB081567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzSFNPvT6_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/KdsclJd-tXE/s320/PB081567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130872338091600882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzSFNfvT7AI/AAAAAAAAAc4/JPHbfKr-XUw/s1600-h/PB081566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzSFNfvT7AI/AAAAAAAAAc4/JPHbfKr-XUw/s320/PB081566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130872342386568194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute eh? something Cher made for IMACS. sleeping beauty okay, not bad. Thank you my dear :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring. Slept late again (i just cant control, always doing that), and woke up at eight plus and headed to school for a run. Almost died on the bridge, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice light-hearted exco meeting. And its nice to realise that there are actually people of, though not completely,but rather similar, frequencies. And its nice that they are the people you're working with. IMO la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school, was intending to study, but ended up playing basketball with Cherissa and Ying Ling. It was quite fun! First time in don't know how long, I finally touched some basketball. Was a happy &amp;amp; sweaty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of tuition at Lagooooon View, with Nono and Mff. Until 10.05pm. Was super zonked out at the end of it all. Chemistry is Yuckxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damn tired after this long day. and tmr is another long day, science trip, choir, movie marathon sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chad Michael Murray's taking over my position in my boyfriend's heart!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. oh well, I love him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In case you haven't noticed, I'm quite tired of trying. why must I be the one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3466308803764370774?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3466308803764370774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3466308803764370774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3466308803764370774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3466308803764370774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/ween-that-blew-your-heart-away.html' title='The Ween That Blew Your Heart Away'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzSFNPvT6_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/KdsclJd-tXE/s72-c/PB081567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3865548264610027134</id><published>2007-11-08T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:17:14.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A For Annoyed</title><content type='html'>I am. so. annoyed, right now.&lt;br /&gt;Getting annoyed really really easily recently. just like once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;and currently, i have nothing to look forward to to make me feel less annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3865548264610027134?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3865548264610027134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3865548264610027134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3865548264610027134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3865548264610027134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-annoyed.html' title='A For Annoyed'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3189145741875612880</id><published>2007-11-08T05:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:54.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answers Are All Inside Of Me</title><content type='html'>okay, lets see. looking at my watch it says 5.25 am and i'm on msn messenger with mr oliver who is currently amidst A's but yet completed the entire heroes season in 2 days and watching a match now. (sorry i just had to mention that cos its too amazing) and no i didn't wake up early. i simply did not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i slept at 3am yesterday morning, woke up at 9am to rush down to parkway to meet AC for lunch/brunch/whtev, only to realise i was on time, yet really early cos as usual, my girls were late :] then, had choir, during which i had to sit down for quite a period of time cos my Whopper Jr couldn't digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, it was McMuggers outing to Marina Square to watch Stardust, which, is a great movie cos its fantasy, romance &amp;amp; humour all mixed into one. watching a movie with novabelle was interesting, i meant the sound effects. we probably irritated like half the people in the cinema or something, but oh well, the excitement could not be contained :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzKtYfvT6-I/AAAAAAAAAco/c3pgEd0dSpg/s1600-h/PB071565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzKtYfvT6-I/AAAAAAAAAco/c3pgEd0dSpg/s320/PB071565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130353561876818914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its the girls toilet so guys werent this picture ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i had a great time being really crazy today. constant outbursts at subway and, everywhere else actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was home sweet home, where i began my 4 episodes of One Tree Hill Season 3. watched and dozed off for 5 mins now and then, and had black forest cake and spicy bread. and wala! its 5.32am now. and yes, i will have to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, im feeling awake. screwed up body clock, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to sleep, oliver!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3189145741875612880?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3189145741875612880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3189145741875612880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3189145741875612880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3189145741875612880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/answers-are-all-inside-of-me.html' title='The Answers Are All Inside Of Me'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RzKtYfvT6-I/AAAAAAAAAco/c3pgEd0dSpg/s72-c/PB071565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1147104295945716709</id><published>2007-11-07T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T03:16:34.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's There Left To Believe In?</title><content type='html'>I want to paint my face&lt;br /&gt;and pretend that I am someone else&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get so fed up&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna look at myself&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I find myself shaking&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;And then it hits me and I can't&lt;br /&gt;even believe this is my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1147104295945716709?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1147104295945716709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1147104295945716709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1147104295945716709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1147104295945716709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/that-not-everything-is-gonna-be-way-you.html' title='What&apos;s There Left To Believe In?'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-9142323334665292565</id><published>2007-11-04T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T11:27:44.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Bewildered As To Which May Be The True</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No man,for any considerable period,can wear one face to himself, and another to the multitude,without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another one from One Tree Hill that provoked a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 chwee kwehs, 6 mini cornettos, 3 donuts, large ice milk tea, 2 sushi, a hashbrown, a can of mushroom with seafood campbell soup, an egg, and the company of my bf at the poolside until 2am with a violent running tap made yesterday satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IsabelleMelodieAlenaCherissaIMissYouVeryMuchZZZAlthoughI&lt;br /&gt;OnlyHaventSeenYouForAwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;CandyOngYouWillHaveToSeeMeSoonYouPig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sherwin needs you, so please don't take your love away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/19623600-9142323334665292565?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/9142323334665292565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=9142323334665292565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/9142323334665292565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/9142323334665292565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/getting-bewildered-as-to-which-may-be.html' title='Getting Bewildered As To Which May Be The True'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3669502121328625800</id><published>2007-11-02T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The People We Love Just Forgot To Love Us Back</title><content type='html'>Today was one of the most pointless yet happy day. Met few of S30-ians in the morning at 7am to have breakfast at Macs Parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, it was to school to do our Group Project File, which marks the end of Project Work. Finally, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the usual clique headed to Marina Square and ate at Bao Jing Tian(good lunch again). And the first time in my life, I had Xiao Long Bao. Swaku, i know, thank you very much. haha. and once again, we witnessed what a pig Melodie Tan was =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around aimlessly for a while, and then followed Nono and Xinyi to dye their hair at Kovan, at the other side of the world. Been visiting really funny places ( at least to me, the Eastie) recently, like Toa Payoh, Joo Seng, and now Kovan? Haha. Anyway, me and sining sat there waiting for them for around three plus hours? and we did whatever we could, read HerWorld, sms people, SLEEP on the hairdressers' table, eat mamee monster. lol. and finally, home for the last episode of One Tree Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday after lunch, me, nono and sining let the Mouth of Truth read our fortune! :/ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RysKR3Fbl7I/AAAAAAAAAcI/WhIJjG-IMio/s1600-h/PB011552_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RysKR3Fbl7I/AAAAAAAAAcI/WhIJjG-IMio/s320/PB011552_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128203902652225458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at Nono's Sex Factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RysKS3Fbl9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/91ng1guC_o0/s1600-h/PB011553_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RysKS3Fbl9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/91ng1guC_o0/s320/PB011553_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128203919832094674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at Sining's Sex Factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RysQF3Fbl-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/yagT_zUxdl8/s1600-h/PB011551_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RysQF3Fbl-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/yagT_zUxdl8/s320/PB011551_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128210293563561954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, look at mine.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HAHAHAHA. damn funny please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FINISHED THE LAST EPI OF ONE TREE HILL SEASON 1, ITS DAMN NICE, CNT WAIT FOR SEASON 2 ALR! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't expect to receive warmth if you haven't been giving it to others yourself. thanks. and sigh, what are we gonna do about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3669502121328625800?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3669502121328625800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3669502121328625800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3669502121328625800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3669502121328625800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/people-we-love-just-forgot-to-love-us.html' title='The People We Love Just Forgot To Love Us Back'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RysKR3Fbl7I/AAAAAAAAAcI/WhIJjG-IMio/s72-c/PB011552_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-8445999448603775845</id><published>2007-11-01T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:55.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Keep On Falling</title><content type='html'>Although I love One Tree Hill, I absolutely HATE watching it online. Argh, there so many problems with the loading and its either I can't watch one whole episode, or I can only watch a small part and it gets stuck. damn sidereel, where has my beloved tv-links.co.uk gone to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone, is screwed again. I can't receive smses and calls. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having too much good food lately. Ajisen Ramen, Jack's Place, Aston's Grill. Such places for after-school-nothing-to-do lunches. Horrible! Piling on calories, but discarding $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a very smart girl. Cos ytd, i made it to my bf's home in Toa Payoh myself! (okay la, with minimal help from Jiaming : The condo's tall and big) HAHA. once again we had a fun time eating (this is like a must, with her around) and doing random things like writing CW using footprints?! HAHA. I swear I'm going sleep on her bed &amp;amp; swim in her pool one day. both are damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RynXfXFbl6I/AAAAAAAAAcA/52r24irnXSI/s1600-h/P1110071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RynXfXFbl6I/AAAAAAAAAcA/52r24irnXSI/s320/P1110071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127866584510732194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, how, my One Tree Hill is still screwed. I am very sad now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-8445999448603775845?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/8445999448603775845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=8445999448603775845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8445999448603775845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8445999448603775845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-keep-on-falling.html' title='I Keep On Falling'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RynXfXFbl6I/AAAAAAAAAcA/52r24irnXSI/s72-c/P1110071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-4268387892935056946</id><published>2007-10-31T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T18:22:06.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would love to ask you : Are You True?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-4268387892935056946?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/4268387892935056946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=4268387892935056946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4268387892935056946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4268387892935056946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-would-love-to-ask-you-are-you-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-2756680016272400947</id><published>2007-10-31T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:56.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish Again</title><content type='html'>Although the above post wasn't posted by me, its true la, to a certain extent. WAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on monday, i went to school for a short PW meeting. I got really really bored so i talked to low ching chieh on msn. Then came liying and sining who asked me to go eat with them, and so i did. As i approached the vj bus stop, i suddenly saw this girl with bangs &amp;amp; green shoes &amp;amp; a huge blue wallet, then i went like " AH WTH ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA that retard came all the way down from toa payoh to give me a suprise. Still lied to me and said that she had to post a letter and she was caught in the rain at some void deck.&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, i was damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the first time in about at least 5 years, i did glass painting. we are very skilled painters. see picture below, we can even make dots which were supposed to be mistakes by low ching chieh look nice.  O.o so colourful, so nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RydiV3Fbl5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/FD6L9JsSykM/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RydiV3Fbl5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/FD6L9JsSykM/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127174828488103826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was quality pig time with my bf, attempting to watch One Tree Hill at macs, chatting with unbelievably unfunny Ongton on msn, and trying to make girl with bangs go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RydiG3Fbl4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/yYV0P9Ae_Lg/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RydiG3Fbl4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/yYV0P9Ae_Lg/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127174570790066050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that's a very sweet picture. heeheehaha as sweet as the girl with bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I just say that? zz. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this afternoon me and my pw group loitered around Dhoby Ghaut and Raffles City, trying to interview people and film their response. That is tough work man. (Plus we're so shy). Most of the time we were standing at the side stoning, trying to see from the people's faces whether they are friendly, and whether they are the type who can give great answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on the end product now. Thank you Sining for giving us so much help and letting us stay till 12am at your place , even though we are not related to you at all in the PW world :)&lt;br /&gt;You're the best, you're a Foo Fighter. just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never know what's coming next, i would rather not have it in the first place if i knew i would face such great fear of losing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-2756680016272400947?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/2756680016272400947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=2756680016272400947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2756680016272400947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/2756680016272400947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wish-again.html' title='I Wish Again'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RydiV3Fbl5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/FD6L9JsSykM/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5168594255662580662</id><published>2007-10-29T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:04:20.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i love my boyfriend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5168594255662580662?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5168594255662580662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5168594255662580662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5168594255662580662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5168594255662580662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-i-love-my-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6051461106190179635</id><published>2007-10-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:57.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Ween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its Halloween soon. Hello Ween! Funny. Tiring day today. Slept from 3am - 7am, &amp;amp;went for choir which started at 9am. two and half hours of choir, and then one hr break, and then choir again from 12.30 - 3pm plus. Quite a good prac i felt. Though i was having stomachache most of the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, It was Me and My Boyfriend Low CC Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNneHFbltI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Uv19FqWLX2Q/s1600-h/PA271495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNneHFbltI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Uv19FqWLX2Q/s320/PA271495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054567873320658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spent quite a fair bit of time hanging around this shop selling Halloween costumes. Damn embarrassed to try the stuff at first, but oh well, i got convinced by the pig up there. Can't believe i wore that pumpkin thing! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNnenFbluI/AAAAAAAAAag/2qdffqP0f74/s1600-h/PA271496_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNnenFbluI/AAAAAAAAAag/2qdffqP0f74/s320/PA271496_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054576463255266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vampire with Bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNne3FblvI/AAAAAAAAAao/DSR0lWDW_Kw/s1600-h/PA271497_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNne3FblvI/AAAAAAAAAao/DSR0lWDW_Kw/s320/PA271497_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054580758222578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whoo sexayeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNnfHFblwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/i7CGVRo5PQI/s1600-h/PA271499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNnfHFblwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/i7CGVRo5PQI/s320/PA271499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054585053189890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNnfXFblxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/YHg2jxj0U-E/s1600-h/PA271500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNnfXFblxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/YHg2jxj0U-E/s320/PA271500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054589348157202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walao I do look huge here. Head &amp;amp; Body. And the thing is, the body's real = I'm huge. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsmHFblyI/AAAAAAAAAbA/dQ5lzeR1Kes/s1600-h/PA271502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsmHFblyI/AAAAAAAAAbA/dQ5lzeR1Kes/s320/PA271502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126060202870413090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dating Monsters. I held my breath when i put that on, cos i didnt dare to smell the skin LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsmXFblzI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Yao0XF0WNEw/s1600-h/PA271505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsmXFblzI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Yao0XF0WNEw/s320/PA271505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126060207165380402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsnXFbl0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Z0Z4VI1k0qM/s1600-h/PA271506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsnXFbl0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Z0Z4VI1k0qM/s320/PA271506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126060224345249602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; The Evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsnnFbl1I/AAAAAAAAAbY/EIznic_bOyw/s1600-h/PA271508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsnnFbl1I/AAAAAAAAAbY/EIznic_bOyw/s320/PA271508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126060228640216914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And as if Yoshinoya for dinner wasn't enough, we went to eat Toast Box at 10 pm. What a healthy choice. At least we didn't choose char kway teow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsn3Fbl2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/1r_gN2KTFCU/s1600-h/PA271511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNsn3Fbl2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/1r_gN2KTFCU/s320/PA271511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126060232935184226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha let's see what i realised we have in common.&lt;br /&gt;1) Bad Touching Hair &amp;amp; Plucking Hair Habits&lt;br /&gt;2) Nose bleeding is normal&lt;br /&gt;3) Supposedly kiam pa faces&lt;br /&gt;4) CAN EAT ALOT HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whats the thing that we don't have in common?&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6051461106190179635?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6051461106190179635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6051461106190179635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6051461106190179635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6051461106190179635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-ween.html' title='Hello Ween!'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyNneHFbltI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Uv19FqWLX2Q/s72-c/PA271495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1529817155691960740</id><published>2007-10-25T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:59.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod,iMacs</title><content type='html'>Great day! started off with all of the easties, me lena and loo waking up at a very early time to head down to Bishan to give Cherissa Tan a huge birthday suprise! She knew we were planning something but of course,her intelligence level wasn't high enough and thus,Suprise Successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0p3FbljI/AAAAAAAAAZI/cuEKcypR2JQ/s1600-h/PA251399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0p3FbljI/AAAAAAAAAZI/cuEKcypR2JQ/s320/PA251399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125295007201990194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear, the expression on her face was Priceless when she saw us going towards her room with a cake, poppers and masks.didn't get that on camera argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0qnFblkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wT4akrdX8HQ/s1600-h/PA251398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0qnFblkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wT4akrdX8HQ/s320/PA251398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125295020086892098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(oh and look, choir tee's the pyjamas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0rHFbllI/AAAAAAAAAZY/19aCIEBtt00/s1600-h/PA251403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0rHFbllI/AAAAAAAAAZY/19aCIEBtt00/s320/PA251403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125295028676826706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cut cake ceremony, presents ( so cute right matching watches!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0tHFblmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0hgwDq3qUIc/s1600-h/PA251417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0tHFblmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0hgwDq3qUIc/s320/PA251417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125295063036565090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we finally got out of Cher's house after helping her make Tuna Spread HAHA.&amp;amp;when we were downstairs, she announced she forgot to bring picnic mat AND she forgot to bring her house keys, so there is no picnic mat! Hence we had to go to Junction8's NTUC to search high and low for one, but unfortunately they don't have it, so we bought GARBAGE BAGS to use as a mat. BUT, that aint the end of the story. Once we settled down at the beach, dear Miss Cherissa Tan found a bunch of keys in her bag, which happens to be her house keys! isn't the birthday girl cool?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0t3FblnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wkDUWbaQJvY/s1600-h/PA251423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0t3FblnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wkDUWbaQJvY/s320/PA251423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125295075921466994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we chatted/played for quite long in the sea, and had 'games' like Coming Clean HAHAHA. before going up to do some tanning....where i fell asleep to Mel's singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyDAunFbloI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lFQ4vxLM0P4/s1600-h/PA251424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyDAunFbloI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lFQ4vxLM0P4/s320/PA251424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125308282945902210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the real pig wasn't me. LOOK. didnt even wake up when we started burying her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyDAvnFblqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1TQKzMFKCdk/s1600-h/PA251446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyDAvnFblqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1TQKzMFKCdk/s320/PA251446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125308300125771426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we had funnnnn. Just too lazy to elaborate/post up some pics at the moment! =)  (due to the pressing need to write cue points for my Oral Presentation tmr zz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyDDknFblsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pbkrL-mkGOc/s1600-h/PA251444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyDDknFblsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pbkrL-mkGOc/s320/PA251444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125311409682093762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IMACS&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyDAwHFblrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HjmNDIifoFg/s1600-h/PA251484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyDAwHFblrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HjmNDIifoFg/s320/PA251484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125308308715706034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,to commemorate this day(which is the day we all got damn burnt), this note was stuck onto the wall at Vivo's Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1529817155691960740?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1529817155691960740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1529817155691960740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1529817155691960740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1529817155691960740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/ipodimacs.html' title='iPod,iMacs'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RyC0p3FbljI/AAAAAAAAAZI/cuEKcypR2JQ/s72-c/PA251399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6793151119407061613</id><published>2007-10-25T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T01:26:22.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the L word, L for Leadership.</title><content type='html'>May27th '07.camp. i thought i understood already i thought i knew what was this all about i thought i could do it. but no i don't. not that easy to grasp after all, i shouldve known. learning&amp;amp; applying is as usual,absolutely different, and so often since the beginning of it all i'm left wondering whether i'm doing the right thing whether i can make things work but nah, i'm neither making a positive impact nor having the right approach.maybe its time to really learn how to keep your cool,sherwin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6793151119407061613?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6793151119407061613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6793151119407061613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6793151119407061613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6793151119407061613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-l-word-l-for-leadership.html' title='Its the L word, L for Leadership.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1077492889054033770</id><published>2007-10-24T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:40:16.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IMACS LOVE MCMUGGERS, GREAT LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;ANDsometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I really loathe my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wanted to scream THIS IS WHY I LIKE TO STAY OUT.&lt;br /&gt;AND I like blogging in huge font.&lt;br /&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/19623600-1077492889054033770?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1077492889054033770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1077492889054033770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1077492889054033770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1077492889054033770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-imacs-love-mcmuggers-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6597368006398048623</id><published>2007-10-23T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:02:09.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;ANGSTY KID.&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/19623600-6597368006398048623?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6597368006398048623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6597368006398048623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6597368006398048623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6597368006398048623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-angsty-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6392069976371699911</id><published>2007-10-21T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:09:01.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish You Could Take Another Look Before You Go.</title><content type='html'>I AM A HAPPY WOMAN TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;Met my s30 clique in Ikea today, for once, everyone was present. The main purpose of this trip was to play Hide &amp;amp; Seek, and so we did. 10 seventeen years old kids running around Ikea, how hilarious is that. Funny hiding places - Novabelle and Xinyi were hiding behind this chair and Novabelle's SILVER ASTRONAUT SHOES gave them away cos it caught my eye waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of our hiding places, hahaha love the GL expression people give when they see a huge group of people behind something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt17BEHt5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/CTNemtcyjRA/s1600-h/PA211321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt17BEHt5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/CTNemtcyjRA/s320/PA211321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123818657822521234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt17REHt6I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_hmcA2HY9K8/s1600-h/PA211326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt17REHt6I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_hmcA2HY9K8/s320/PA211326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123818662117488546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that it was eating time! Sigh. Ate too much - 7.5 meatballs, Potatoes, Kids' Spaghetti, One Chicken Wing ( CHICKEN WING! :D ), 0.5 Cheesecake. Goodness. count the calories!&lt;br /&gt;Then slowly some left and then me, nono, xy, sining, pq went over for a walk in Giant -.O WEIRD i know. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt18hEHt7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Wy7enwCjTWs/s1600-h/PA211331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt18hEHt7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Wy7enwCjTWs/s320/PA211331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123818683592325042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy No No and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt19BEHt8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/fkGEArdbqw4/s1600-h/PA211332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt19BEHt8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/fkGEArdbqw4/s320/PA211332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123818692182259650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we headed to White Sands Coffee Club. Had a nice long chat with Novabelle on the way dere :) BoomBoomBoomBoom let's be strong girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA below you can see, we were giving sining a makeover in Coffee Club. Waxed hair, eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt19hEHt9I/AAAAAAAAAYo/fWqmFIDveak/s1600-h/PA211352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt19hEHt9I/AAAAAAAAAYo/fWqmFIDveak/s320/PA211352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123818700772194258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt2tBEHt-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/fXPkFviMZpY/s1600-h/PA211356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt2tBEHt-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/fXPkFviMZpY/s320/PA211356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123819516815980514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She then looked more like a Malay Emo Punk, but quite cool ar?!?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt2uBEHt_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/_SmZmkAd9YA/s1600-h/PA211381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt2uBEHt_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/_SmZmkAd9YA/s320/PA211381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123819533995849714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa had a great time today. Hm, slept early in the morning at 5am again. everyday i only have like 3-5 hrs of sleep, really quite tiring. screwed body clock! but i'm loving it. Kinda don't want PW to end in a way. Cos it spells "Start  Studying". Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6392069976371699911?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6392069976371699911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6392069976371699911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6392069976371699911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6392069976371699911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wish-you-could-take-another-look.html' title='I Wish You Could Take Another Look Before You Go.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rxt17BEHt5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/CTNemtcyjRA/s72-c/PA211321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6629260942573913309</id><published>2007-10-21T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:23:12.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope I Can Take Your Pain Away.</title><content type='html'>University Talk.&lt;br /&gt;Choir.&lt;br /&gt;Candy's house, Han's, Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;6 hours of chatting, 1730 - 2330.&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Ikea tomorrow for Hide &amp;amp; Seek with s30 peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm quite happy this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6629260942573913309?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6629260942573913309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6629260942573913309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6629260942573913309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6629260942573913309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hope-i-can-take-your-pain-away.html' title='I Hope I Can Take Your Pain Away.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-518599854397997820</id><published>2007-10-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:09:02.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RxYvKBEHtzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/4FbsCV0hP1A/s1600-h/PA051225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RxYvKBEHtzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/4FbsCV0hP1A/s320/PA051225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122333475311433522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i say i'm moving a mountain. then she says, she'll move another one with me. what more can i ask for? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RxYvKxEHt0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/dFQHdK2JE3o/s1600-h/CHERISSA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RxYvKxEHt0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/dFQHdK2JE3o/s320/CHERISSA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122333488196335426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know you are thinking of killing me now. BUT WAIT, hear me out! This picture will show that although you are so damn unglam, i still love you for who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RxYvMBEHt2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/XdTPMSnxhZY/s1600-h/Hottie019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RxYvMBEHt2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/XdTPMSnxhZY/s320/Hottie019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122333509671171938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This person clapped her hands when i fell down, but how, that doesn't stop me from loving her. sigh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great character from the show i'm watching died in the last episode. This episode, which i'm watching now, is making me highly emotional. Cos its showing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; the part where she dies,but  the emotions of the people she left behind. I can feel my heart like, break. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, so emo momo can't stand it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-518599854397997820?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/518599854397997820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=518599854397997820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/518599854397997820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/518599854397997820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/3-s.html' title='&lt;3 s'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RxYvKBEHtzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/4FbsCV0hP1A/s72-c/PA051225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6591794612131825973</id><published>2007-10-17T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T05:47:38.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe.</title><content type='html'>5.45am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL AWAKE. watched show, chatted with keith and reuben, played o2jam with keith and reuben, reuben went to sleep and still chatting with keith. crazy, random decision to stay up!&lt;br /&gt;its quite fun man, i'm gonna try that more often. if there are people who are able to, that is. haha going to school in a few hours time for PW. then there's choir, then Grandma's birthday dinner, then rush OP. will i survive?! HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go read my Tuesdays with Morrie now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6591794612131825973?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6591794612131825973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6591794612131825973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6591794612131825973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6591794612131825973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/maybe.html' title='Maybe.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-8632416082509093580</id><published>2007-10-16T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:33:51.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love wins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;" Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted even when you know you should never take an7thing for granted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;" Sounds like a wrestling match"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;" A wrestling match. " He laughs. " Yes, you could describe life that way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;" So which side wins?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;" Which side wins?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;He smiles at me, the crinkled eyes, the crooked teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Love wins. Love always wins."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-8632416082509093580?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/8632416082509093580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=8632416082509093580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8632416082509093580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/8632416082509093580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-wins.html' title='Love wins.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6651903658143675702</id><published>2007-10-14T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T16:05:46.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS REALLY OFFICIAL THAT MY SIS HAS NO SINGING GENES T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SIS' SINGING KILLS. I WAS FEELING OKAY ALTHOUGH SLEEPING AT 4.30AM THIS MORNING UNTIL SHE STARTED SINGING AVRIL LAVIGNE'S KEEP HOLDING ON, AND I FELT THIS HORRID FEELING CREEPING THROUGH MY HEAD AND WALA! ATTACK OF A BAD HEADACHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who heard her recording, you know i'm not exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6651903658143675702?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6651903658143675702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6651903658143675702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6651903658143675702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6651903658143675702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/ouch.html' title='ouch.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7390658224202834262</id><published>2007-10-12T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:09:02.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bu Dong lah.</title><content type='html'>FULL DAY TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;1. I got back my Failed Econs paper :)&lt;br /&gt;2. PW consultation with Mr. Lin, isn't that scsrewed already :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Went out for lunch with SiningMFF, Xinyi, Mel :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rw9wgxEHtyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z34NRagxdb8/s1600-h/PA121285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rw9wgxEHtyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z34NRagxdb8/s320/PA121285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120435009572288290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mind Cafe with McMuggers :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rw9wCBEHtxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pgMiBQL_RQo/s1600-h/PA121304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rw9wCBEHtxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pgMiBQL_RQo/s320/PA121304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120434481291310866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ITS SUPER FUN. expected some slow moving board games but NO, it was hell exciting! played games like Snorta!, Imagineiff.., Taboo, Guesstures, Faces etc. We were extremely noisy,laughed super loud (inevitable when we have the 2 belles), and extremely high. other people sing birthday song, we also sing. other people do forfeit, we also play along and sing chicken dance song for her HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Talked to Candy for a while on the phone :)&lt;br /&gt;6. Watching 9pm show, its very exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-7390658224202834262?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7390658224202834262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=7390658224202834262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7390658224202834262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7390658224202834262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/bu-dong-lah.html' title='Bu Dong lah.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/Rw9wgxEHtyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z34NRagxdb8/s72-c/PA121285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-3607239245727480601</id><published>2007-10-11T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T18:12:57.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flowers and bees.</title><content type='html'>At Starbucks doing PW again.&lt;br /&gt;peiqi and sining are coming over to stay at my house for the second time this week. the former's here for PW and watching ANTM with me, while the latter's here simply cos she has nothing to do andwe just love her company. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Years  E E S S U&lt;br /&gt;Promos       C C E S S&lt;br /&gt;Overall       D D E S S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight improvement but what the hell, two R Papers to take, absolutely disgusting. Mugging again soon, crazy. Chem and Econs, allow me to conquer you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hee, the mountain is moving :D i think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-3607239245727480601?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/3607239245727480601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=3607239245727480601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3607239245727480601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/3607239245727480601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/flowers-and-bees.html' title='flowers and bees.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-4878459210499110390</id><published>2007-10-07T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T19:52:01.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm twisted, i don't understand.</title><content type='html'>Sherwin's 2006 O2Jam partners, remember who you are? she has begun O2jamming again after one year,so contact her if you're interested! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game has memories. Jamming sessions with polar, ongton, candy and ron etc last year after prelims. That was really fun! and this morning, i double clicked on that icon again finally, and gosh, addiction to it again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw facebook, Sherwin has found something better to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention, met up with Shrimpo and Sharon yesterday night for dinner. Chatted non stop for around 5 hours. Quite amazing huh. It was interesting to hear things from TJC's side haha! but the main point is, we met up :) next dudettes' outing - 18th October - this time, i hope more can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, finally got to taste what it is like to be someone who has to limp. Its tough job, man. I had to resist the temptation of uploading the photo of my cuts here! haha, i'm scared its too eeky. slippers to school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results - the much dreaded YET anticipated (yes i meant to contradict myself) - is coming back, probably tmr and the few days aft tmr. the thought of it already can make my heart skip abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let me promote, Mr Chan, that's all i ask of you. &lt;/span&gt;sing it to the phantom tune HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to o2jam babeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-4878459210499110390?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/4878459210499110390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=4878459210499110390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4878459210499110390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4878459210499110390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-twisted-i-dont-understand.html' title='i&apos;m twisted, i don&apos;t understand.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-4993008989360357033</id><published>2007-10-07T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:09:03.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gushes.</title><content type='html'>haha zomgxz i feel so spastic. something damn funny just happened and now i have a broken bathtub and a broken towel hanger and an injured foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, mugging clique outing yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAEhEHtsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/B-tTUhGQmuo/s1600-h/PA051228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAEhEHtsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/B-tTUhGQmuo/s320/PA051228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118270685357520578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;presenting the retarded girls who are really..retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAExEHttI/AAAAAAAAAWs/aEP4v0RDzUs/s1600-h/PA051249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAExEHttI/AAAAAAAAAWs/aEP4v0RDzUs/s320/PA051249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118270689652487890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CARNIVORES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAFREHtuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/OUHAmNHRiFE/s1600-h/PA051255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAFREHtuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/OUHAmNHRiFE/s320/PA051255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118270698242422498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finally, free from books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAFhEHtvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/WfzLhc-Ar5Q/s1600-h/PA051257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAFhEHtvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/WfzLhc-Ar5Q/s320/PA051257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118270702537389810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tis is what we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAFxEHtwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Hr24eSEoZtw/s1600-h/PA051256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAFxEHtwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Hr24eSEoZtw/s320/PA051256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118270706832357122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Novabelle Ng the Unglam Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-4993008989360357033?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/4993008989360357033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=4993008989360357033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4993008989360357033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/4993008989360357033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/gushes.html' title='gushes.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwfAEhEHtsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/B-tTUhGQmuo/s72-c/PA051228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6384565196018591843</id><published>2007-10-04T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:09:05.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my new blog picture, caught it at a cathay exhibition. its the only one i could've got cos after that the security guard stopped me haha. love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my i realised the last post was disgustingly rantish. so heres a happy picture post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT44REHthI/AAAAAAAAAVM/x-Iy00afiRU/s1600-h/PA031197_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT44REHthI/AAAAAAAAAVM/x-Iy00afiRU/s320/PA031197_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117488722136774162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IMACS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT44xEHtiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0k1e-vHOwgw/s1600-h/PA031204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT44xEHtiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0k1e-vHOwgw/s320/PA031204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117488730726708770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT44xEHtjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4az_zJYatwo/s1600-h/PA031217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT44xEHtjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4az_zJYatwo/s320/PA031217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117488730726708786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mad I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT7rhEHtkI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SrxWoSUBV4A/s1600-h/PA041222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT7rhEHtkI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SrxWoSUBV4A/s320/PA041222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117491801628325442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT7rxEHtlI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pNlFXYAlu1Q/s1600-h/P9281125_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT7rxEHtlI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pNlFXYAlu1Q/s320/P9281125_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117491805923292754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;peiqi's birthdayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT7rxEHtmI/AAAAAAAAAV0/OXsqbAoMqsw/s1600-h/PA021184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT7rxEHtmI/AAAAAAAAAV0/OXsqbAoMqsw/s320/PA021184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117491805923292770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thank you for the one dollar sponsorship for my B&amp;amp;J ice cream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_qREHtnI/AAAAAAAAAV8/soFhQcJAV5s/s1600-h/P9111049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_qREHtnI/AAAAAAAAAV8/soFhQcJAV5s/s320/P9111049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117496178200000114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;creative minds, who thought of giving the 2 birthday girls watermelon(cake) and pocky sticks(candles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_qREHtoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gRyYFldadxw/s1600-h/P9111062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_qREHtoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gRyYFldadxw/s320/P9111062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117496178200000130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;creative minds, who thought of giving the 2 birthday girls pantyliners with messages written on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_qxEHtpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QugoVqRs7LI/s1600-h/P9111047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_qxEHtpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QugoVqRs7LI/s320/P9111047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117496186789934738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the creative minds - 07s30 is love man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_rBEHtqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/fpjfPlHRCGw/s1600-h/P9111106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_rBEHtqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/fpjfPlHRCGw/s320/P9111106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117496191084902050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IMACS &amp;amp; card for mel! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_rREHtrI/AAAAAAAAAWc/wkF3QGBZWF8/s1600-h/P9111090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT_rREHtrI/AAAAAAAAAWc/wkF3QGBZWF8/s320/P9111090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117496195379869362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EMOSHITXZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha that was some random recent photos. cute huh HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6384565196018591843?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6384565196018591843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6384565196018591843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6384565196018591843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6384565196018591843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-my-i-realised-last-post-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfQhgRBLdbE/RwT44REHthI/AAAAAAAAAVM/x-Iy00afiRU/s72-c/PA031197_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-5102568525266410113</id><published>2007-10-03T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T03:38:10.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>question mark.</title><content type='html'>This time again. Argh, hateful. Got past the sleepy time and im feeling awake at such an, ungodly hour. I'm argh, I don't know, i don't think i've been treasuring anyone/anything around me at all, be it friends or family or even God, or whatever i have, but thing is, i have no idea how to go about doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day my dad just said, he seems to be nothing in our eyes, he seems to be invisible, and only when we need him we go to him. That's untrue, i wanted to let him know, but its so hard, cos i cant say that, its just not me to tell that to my dad. and what's more, when he's in a bad mood, i don't go and ask him what's wrong, i stay away, cos i'm afraid i'll step on his toes. and that's why he feels that way. but what the hell am i supposed to do man, our family is just not the kind that expresses our feeling(besides anger) freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i don't think i'm the only one at fault. mum, what happened to the rule that we must have dinner together every night? i stay out for dinner much more frequently cos i know even though there's food at home, and even if i reach home by 7, we'll still be having dinner separately, at different times. THEN, you complain that i stay out. all you wanna think is that i love my friends more, i don't care about the family, but do you know i do feel guilt when i say i'm not coming home for dinner, that's why i always hesitate when you ask me? (then you'll say i don't give you my schedule and make it hard for you to plan stuff). if you keep thinkin this way, it might just turn out to be true, that i love my friends more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends, i don't think i don't deserve the love you guys been giving me. you know, i don't wanna be the girl that you guys just have fun with, i don't wanna like, be ONLY some laughter catalyst or what. i wanna be there for you guys, but i know i ain't doing such a great job. i can't help you guys with certain stuff you all are going through and i'm not treasuring each and everyone of you enough as the number of friends i have grow. on this, i have lots to say, but i just can't sort out my thoughts right now. i'm just, not a good enough friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long, and i still don't have the courage, still can't bring myself to tell my parents, YEAH I WANNA GO TO CHURCH. i think they do know i want to, but as in, they also made it clear that they won't want me to. the guilt i find myself having is so overwhelming sometimes, cos how can i proudly call myself a believer in Christ when i'm in such a situation? how can i, when i don't have the courage to tell my dad who's so strongly against it? and how can i, when sometimes i feel as in i have no faith at all? and how can i,when i know that i'm sacrificing my relationship with God because i'm afraid of going against my dad's wishes? i guess alot of you would think that i'm being very cowardly, and i know that. i know i'm running away, i feel that i'm not worthy of His love, but the dilemma i'm facing. alright, its just, i do not know what to do okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its a good thing i stayed up after my sleepy period? maybe that's why i can slowly think about all these. but what's the point, i have no idea how to face all these problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-5102568525266410113?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/5102568525266410113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=5102568525266410113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5102568525266410113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/5102568525266410113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/question-mark.html' title='question mark.'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-1599564888352597093</id><published>2007-10-02T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:11:38.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i donated blood again - this time round,&lt;br /&gt;1) it was at a public place,&lt;br /&gt;2) there were 2 cute guys opposite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. anyway, met up with sexylucas for dinner, and talked rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;lol i started facebook 2 days ago, haha, its hilarious, but i think i'll get bored w it in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-1599564888352597093?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/1599564888352597093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=1599564888352597093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1599564888352597093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/1599564888352597093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-i-donated-blood-again-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-6329912241987125472</id><published>2007-09-29T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T22:55:32.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smiles?</title><content type='html'>hello can you believe it, promos are over. let me make an annoucement! studying has never been so fun LOL. Mugging Clique Rocks To The Max. At least we were facing all the stress together. stupid videos,fried rice everyday, reading room, hair touching HAHA, niao-ing the 3 dudes, sudden outbursts, jian's noise, and thank you miss isabelle and miss novabelle for that day when i totally died, and you 2 brought me back whoo hoo. &lt;3 and of course low ching chieh for forcing me to concentrate (and laughing at me all the time), best boyfriend EVER.and everyone else basically. weird way through which we got to know each other better, which is mugging, but WHO CARES hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT FORGETTING 07S30. all the laughing and crapping.the number of weird things we do and say during the times we mugged is just so uncountable, and so much that i cant remember any to blog about. i love my class people, although they're all so weird in their own way. oh yeah, like wong xinyi zara, she slapped herself during bio paper to keep herself awake LOL. almost made me burst out laughing during the paper. stupid girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally there was choir today, productive session. oh wells, gonna try to be a happy person at least for this entire week, before results, and some other stuff comes crashing down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one last thing before i go, i love IMACS. im glad that i have the 4 of u :) cant wait for slpover at loo's on wed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The weight of things, let it go for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-6329912241987125472?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/6329912241987125472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=6329912241987125472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6329912241987125472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/6329912241987125472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/09/smiles.html' title='smiles?'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623600.post-7124142449636140627</id><published>2007-09-23T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:49:48.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATEVER :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By Christmas, the squirrel would have moved the mountain HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh but ching, for you the mountain will still be there la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha what the hell. exam stress drives people KUKU&lt;br /&gt;- Dancing like mad outside LT5 and posing like ANTMs, on Friday night. it was a good workout.&lt;br /&gt;Candy ong hello i will post up the starbucks sign soon to show it off to the world! and yay im seeing you more often although for the wrong reasons( MUGGING-.-), but well, IM HAPPPPPY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did You Ever Love Me - Fleetwood Mac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh you're a dream&lt;br /&gt;Hide your head in the sand&lt;br /&gt;You're far away, when I want you around&lt;br /&gt;And you leave me lonely when I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your ever wonder, or worry about me&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever love you, did you ever love me&lt;br /&gt;Do your ever wonder, or worry about me&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever love you, did you ever love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it baby, our love just wont grow&lt;br /&gt;You made me happy but time has gone by&lt;br /&gt;Please leave me softly, I wont say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;So all I wanted slips through my hands&lt;br /&gt;You're far away when I want you around&lt;br /&gt;And you leave me lonely when I'm feeling down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19623600-7124142449636140627?l=nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/feeds/7124142449636140627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19623600&amp;postID=7124142449636140627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7124142449636140627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19623600/posts/default/7124142449636140627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodynotreally--.blogspot.com/2007/09/whatever_23.html' title='WHATEVER :)'/><author><name>Sherwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07660207981635472704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
