<?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-2329895492407701421</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:15:31.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop a pill.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>747</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1840225517366856702</id><published>2009-10-15T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:29:11.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved to &lt;a href="http://cherylcxe.onsugar.com"&gt;www.cherylcxe.onsugar.com&lt;/a&gt; out of pure boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is too commonplace, and I need a switch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do relink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely move back here one day though, so I'm not deleting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1840225517366856702?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1840225517366856702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1840225517366856702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1840225517366856702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1840225517366856702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-friends-i-have-moved-to-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8106774993456260093</id><published>2009-10-15T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:29:52.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you said forever and always;</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Chinese:&lt;/b&gt; Speech. Hahaha, my ending was super corny! Translated:&lt;i&gt; So what are you waiting for? Put on your running shoes and head outside! &lt;/i&gt;HAHAHA AM I THE EPITOME OF CHEESINESS AND GOOSEBUMPS, OR WHAT?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physics:&lt;/b&gt; I'm damn screwed. My magnetism is like shit, I really need to read the textbook. Like I have no idea what Ms Ng is talking about. What induced current and EMF and Lenz law or something. WUT?! Especially the induced EMF and current part goshhh. :/ I get really confused with Magnetic and Electric field/force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Early break! &lt;/b&gt;Haha, sat around the canteen talking nonsense. This is why I'm screwing up my subjects, I don't study during my free time :( Tomorrow I am going to study Physics during PE! Or maybe I will um play with some random person who's free as well. :) I hope I remember to bring my Physics textbook ahaha. And I'm probably gonna bring home my shit painting to do. Damnit lah I really hate 2D art this semester, the whole module sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Math&lt;/b&gt;, WL got seriously pissed at our class. Hahaha I think I was being a nuisance also, Heidi and I were shaking the lunch box with the grape inside attempting to split it. It ended up in 4 pieces with the juice splattered all over AHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT Mok and Ahmed were worse than us, like they started laughing psychotically halfway in the lesson, and WL chased them out of class. Then when they came back Ahmed saw a beetle and started freaking out, so half the class followed suit and screamed like pussies. WL lost his temper and shouted at us HEEHEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chemistry: &lt;/b&gt;Gosh I forgot EVERYTHING about acid-base equilibria and buffers and stuff :( That's why I'm revising chemistry now! (proud smile) I think Ms Tan is a good teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stayed back for a while to study/read &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Seventeen&lt;/span&gt; with Heidi and Ada. I was going to look for Hanisah but she was painting her sculpture. WAH FREAK IT WAS THE PROM ISSUE. I'm super jealous coz all the other schools are having prom this year! It'll be damn fun if we have prom. Can you imagine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;*Shopping for shoes!&lt;/span&gt; Flats and wedges and escadrilles and kitten heels and stilettos! It really depends on who you're going with though. If I go with Hanisah, I'll wear flats hahaha! Then she can wear heels and we'll be THE SAME HEIGHT! :) If I go with some super tall person then I'll wear stilts. I love shoes a lot, more than clothes now, actually!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;*Shopping for dresses! &lt;/span&gt;Can you imagine how much fun it would be to go around with your friends shopping for clothes? Like you can spend the whole day trying on different outfits and taking pictures! :D Or do fun stuff like go to a flea market and dig up bargains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;*Make up and hairstyle! &lt;/span&gt;Okay actually I don't look forward to the makeup part because I think it doesn't really beautify a person. Especially like, yellow eyeshadow or something. And it's a waste of money to hire someone to apply makeup for you, because you're probably gonna wash it off in 3 hours' time. But the hair part is damn exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*The food! &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha, I hope the food is good. I will just sit at the table and binge myself silly. Even better if it's buffet, I will camp at the buffet table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;*Watching people dance!&lt;/span&gt; heehee if they cannot dance then they will trip and fall and it'll be damn funny. Then maybe you'll see people like um x&amp;amp;y dance then we'll all go aww so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, we have to wait 2 more years.&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/2329895492407701421-8106774993456260093?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8106774993456260093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8106774993456260093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8106774993456260093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8106774993456260093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-you-said-forever-and-always.html' title='When you said forever and always;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1325395346531573134</id><published>2009-10-14T17:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:40:11.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tied together with a smile -&gt; :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;die my speech has 1300+ words. That means I have to speak at a speed of 4 words per second?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bastardjerkfacepyschopathfcktardmoronassholeshitfacewankerpussy. Die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm super excited for after exams! :) A lot of stuff planned already! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Jennifer's Body with Timothy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Clarke Quay + Dress Day with Heidi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sleepover with Heidi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Manicure with Heidi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Movie marathon with Heidi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-409 class outing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Rainbow Club outing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Salvation Army fund raising!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Going out with Chua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-CDH OUTINGS!!!!!! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Vietnam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Korea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Standard Chartered marathon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Oh yeah, my birthday! :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who do you believe sometimes? You hear both sides of the story, experience both angles, and they're so conflicting. On one hand, I don't want to place any value on these words, but on the other hand, I cannot deny that I've seen evidence of it being true.&lt;div&gt;Haha, so cryptic sialxxzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, mentoring! Nothing much, did PSAT and Math assignment. Mentoring is so dreary nowadays :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math, WL was pms-ing today. I think you guys really should pay attention in class. How can you expect him to keep his cool if you don't cooperate? It's really not his fault that Calculus is so boring, what do you expect him to do? This is SCHOOL, not some entertainment show. You're supposed to listen and learn, not have the time of your life. Maybe that's why you don't do well for Math, because you're not even lucid when he teaches. So please stop complaining that he's a lousy teacher when you are being a lousy student. Perhaps only when you pay attention and not show attitude, and yet he acts like an ass, only then do you have the right to bitch about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is targeted at more than half the class, since we really treat him badly. Not say he's a perfect teacher, but we should strive to be better students as well. If you feel offended... well you should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics, nothing. English, nothing. During the break in between, everything :D Hahaha, Heidi and I camped in the lift! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe if we wished really hard the doors would open and bring us to another dimension."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Narnia!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. Super fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PSAT. I got two questions wrong already. I can't believe I was so muddled up! :( Hhaha whatever la, practice only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy asshole. I'm not even playing poker. Anyhow accuse me. Shout so loud somemore. PLAY BRIDGE CANNOT AH. Exercise my mind so I won't become dumb like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1325395346531573134?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1325395346531573134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1325395346531573134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1325395346531573134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1325395346531573134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/tied-together-with-smile.html' title='Tied together with a smile -&gt; :)'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-5655587479160063770</id><published>2009-10-13T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:39:36.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh my tien. I'm gonna puke already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm honored that you don't like me, epitome of bad taste. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just tell me to my face, don't be afraid. I don't bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pussy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am feeling damn bitchy now, but I will curb my feelings. For now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From Timothy's blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am 5’4 or shorter.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have many scars.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tan easily.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my hair was a different colour.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am self-conscious about my appearance. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have/I’ve had braces.&lt;br /&gt;I wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;I’d get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free, scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;I have more than 2 piercings. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have piercings in places besides my ears.&lt;br /&gt;I have freckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family/Home Life:&lt;br /&gt;I’ve sworn at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been kicked out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to have kids someday. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have children.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve slipped out a “lol” in a spoken conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Disney movies still make me cry. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve snorted while laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve glued my hand to something.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had my pants rip in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health:&lt;br /&gt;I was born with a disease/impairment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve had stitches.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve sat in a doctor’s office with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve had chicken pox.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling:&lt;br /&gt;I’ve driven over 200 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve been to Japan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to Spain.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve been lost in my city. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a casino.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gone skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played spin the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve crashed a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve been skiing.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in a play.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve met someone in person from the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen the Northern Lights.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve sat on a roof top at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve played chicken.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played a prank on someone.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve ridden in a taxi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve eaten Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been snowboarding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m single.&lt;br /&gt;I’m in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I’m available.&lt;br /&gt;I’m engaged.&lt;br /&gt;I’m married. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been the dumpee more than the dumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss someone right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve been divorced.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexuality:&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had a crush on someone of the same gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve kissed a member of the same gender. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had sex with more than one person at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a cuddler.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been kissed in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had sex outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;I have kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;I have had sex with a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty/Crime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cheated on a test.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve run a red light.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been suspended from school.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve witnessed a crime.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve shoplifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drugs/Alcohol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve smoked a cigarette.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I‘ve smoked pot.&lt;br /&gt;I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve taken painkillers when I didn’t need them.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been addicted to an illegal drug&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAH I AM DAMN BADASS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I did this before though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-5655587479160063770?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5655587479160063770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=5655587479160063770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5655587479160063770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5655587479160063770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-timothys-blog-d-appearance-i-am-54.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-128405438472041296</id><published>2009-10-13T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:39:21.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm only me when I'm with you;</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, the green-eyed monster rears its ugly head. I can't help it, it's hard to control.&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How childish, shallow and immature. Perhaps it's time you stopped seeing things from just one perspective: yours. Try to understand how others might feel, you might be in their shoes one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reflect on yourself if you want others to do the same. It takes two hands to clap, if you don't make attempts to improve the situation, it won't work no matter how hard the other party tries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry was okay, I do not like it when people copy assignments. If you're my friend, I will make exceptions and not bitch. But deep down inside my blood boils. Maybe it's my very dominant competitive streak, or just the unhappiness that others have worked hard to complete the assignment and you're just leeching off them? No offense meant though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Polar, it was okay. Like I could do most of the tutorial questions, even though I got some wrong at first try :/ I'll work harder for it, I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese, my zuoye is long overdue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Economics, nothing much. The test was :/ Wasn't sure about some questions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Vivo with Chua, met Ada, Germaine and Heidi there! :D We wandered around aimlessly for a while in Page One, looking at random magazines. DAMN FUNNY AHAHA. The Dear Kelly section, "I watch porn for 4 hours a day." WTH?!?!? GIRL SOMEMORE LEH. And lots of funny stuff :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we watched (500) Days of Summer! :D Zooey was super pretty, but the guy was UHHH. The couple next to us was doing funny stuff like sitting on each other. Damn obscene. The movie was shot very creatively, and some parts were quite funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Roses are red,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Violets are blue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F**K YOU WHORE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAHA. But I totally didn't like Summer! She was damn bitch and she led the guy on for so long! :( But the last part was still quite nice, even though it wasn't exactly a happy ending! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What constitutes life, and death? When we die, do we just disappear off the surface of the Earth? Would we still be able to process thoughts and emotions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-128405438472041296?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/128405438472041296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=128405438472041296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/128405438472041296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/128405438472041296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-only-me-when-im-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m only me when I&apos;m with you;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1631555926139439653</id><published>2009-10-12T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:22:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OH YA. HAHAHA NOW THAT I'VE READ CHUA'S BLOG AND GOT REMINDED OF IT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am freaking diabolical! I am so scheming that I should act in those Hong Kong dramas!!!! Wah it'll be damn cool if my plan is carried out! :) ESCAPE HAHAHA. Or ice skating!!!!!! Works either ways!!!!!! HEHEHEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am feeling damn hyper and cheerful now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm freakin' bipolar. My mood swings are damn severe now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people really need to open their eyes. People are just being nice to you, do you really think you're that good? Now I know the reason why it happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate blogging so cryptically. What's the point of a blog if I can't express myself? But I've learnt that I can't always offend people, I may need their help one day. So I have to be careful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been a moody cow recently. There's just a lot of stuff going on in my head like a broken tape recorder and I can't think clearly. Haha, super confused and irritated and frustrated and shizz, so I don't need people talking bullshit to me and making my life more complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to reevaluate my stance in life and whether I should be doing all this things when exams are so near and I'm not even sixteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bullshitting, ignore me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;Let's see how long I can keep up with using Taylor Swift's songs as my titles! :D I like her newer songs more, I'm listening to Picture to Burn, it's too rock-ish for my liking :/&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heidi didn't come to school today! I DIDN'T MISS YOU LA. Heehee kidding :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG was damn slack, we were playing facebook games instead of doing the fingerprinting exercise! And stalking people on Facebook eheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Break, I have to give up my spicy chicken :( I had tofu and popcorn chicken. It pales in comparison to the love of my life, but alas, we must move on in separate directions as cruel fate tears us apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese, Math, nothing much happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art, also. Hanisah doesn't look like Hanisah. The eyes look damn weird goshhh. I don't like this art module because the teacher is so rigid and inflexible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nondescript shop was tucked in a corner of the quiet street. 'Madame Maxim's Marvelous Remedies' was printed in block letters on the glass, but time had taken a toll on it and the alphabets had either faded or peeled off. It now read 'Mad me Max m's  Ma velou   eme ies'. No one knew who Madame Maxim was, or what her remedies cured. Years of neglect had left a thick coat of dust on the glass windows, and one had to press his nose against it in order to look through the window. Curiosity brought an occasional tourist or backpacker in, and when they left, they always bought something. But most of the time, it was unfrequented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heehee I was going to continue, but I'm too damn lazy and I have Chemistry homework to do! :/ Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1631555926139439653?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1631555926139439653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1631555926139439653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1631555926139439653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1631555926139439653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/but-i-miss-screaming-and-fighting-and.html' title='But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1047479278182603794</id><published>2009-10-11T16:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:24:40.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if someone you lived for leaves you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aiyo stop harping on how Obama doesn't deserve the Nobel Peace Prize already. You're just like my mom. The verdict has been passed, there's nothing you can do about it. It's just like when you smuggle drugs, you're caught and the judge sentences you to 20 years in prison. IT'S DECIDED ALREADY. It doesn't really affect you right? Not say you are in war-torn Afghanistan or impoverished Africa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since when have you cared about the Peace Prize? I bet you can't even name the past 10 winners of it. Suddenly everyone's talking about it, and you want a piece of it as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One word, four letters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the past 10 winners were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2008 - Martti Ahtisaari, Finnish ex-president and veteran peace broker was awarded the prize, with the Nobel Committee citing his efforts to solve conflicts on several continents and over three decades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2007 - Former US Vice-president Al Gore and the United Nations' Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) - "for their efforts to build up and disseminate greater knowledge about man-made climate change, and to lay the foundations for the measures that are needed to counteract such change."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2006 - Economic expert Muhammad Yunus and founder of the Grameen Bank, Bangladesh, and the Grameen Bank - "for their efforts to create economic and social development from below."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2005 - The United Nations International Atomic Energy Agency, Vienna, and IAEA General Secretary Mohamed ElBaradei - "for their efforts to prevent nuclear energy from being used for military purposes and to ensure that nuclear energy for peaceful purposes is used in the safest possible way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2004 - Wangari Muta Maathai, Kenya - "for her contribution to sustainable development, democracy and peace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2003 - Shirin Ebadi, Iran - "for her efforts for democracy and human rights. She has focused especially on the struggle for the rights of women and children."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2002 - Former US President Jimmy Carter - "for his decades of untiring effort to find peaceful solutions to international conflicts, to advance democracy and human rights, and to promote economic and social development."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2001 - The United Nations, and former UN General-Secretary Kofi Annan of Ghana, - "for their work for a better organized and more peaceful world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2000 - Former President of South Korea Kim Dae-Jung - "for his work for democracy and human rights in South Korea and in East Asia in general, and for peace and reconciliation with North Korea in particular."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1999 - Doctors without Borders (Medecins sans frontieres), Geneva - "in recognition of the organization's pioneering humanitarian work on several continents."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;Then he or she isn't worth living for.&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up at 10+ heehee I'm a pig.&lt;br /&gt;We had brunch at Gastrobar, located at the old Bukit Timah Fire Station. The quality of the food wasn't all the good, and it was ridiculously overpriced. 4$ for a teensy cup of peppermint tea?!&lt;br /&gt;Raffles City, nothing much. I went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;Paper Market&lt;/span&gt; and I was going to buy those pretty alphabets to make cards, but it was really expensive and I closed my eyes and ran out of the store (literally!) so that I wouldn't get tempted! I think I'm very thrifty.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Orchard. We were going to get this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;HOT PINK&lt;/span&gt; Samsonite luggage that was totally gorgeous, but they didn't have stock there, so Mommy's gonna buy it tomorrow at Robinsons! :D Then um, Nike sale! Bought a top and a pair of shorts :) They were having a German fair downstairs, so we bought pork knuckles and bratwurst sausages yumszzzxx.&lt;div&gt;Oh, Ion! Had my ice creaaaaam! And we went to Food Opera. The food is sub-standard, and very overpriced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've talked about this before, but I'm gonna talk about a book titled &lt;b&gt;Goodnight, Beautiful&lt;/b&gt; by Dorothy Koomson.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the synopsis, and a few excerpts. It's a really good book IMO, I teared quite a bit while reading it, and you can really feel indignation, sympathy and understanding for the characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eight years ago, Nova Kumalisi agreed to have a baby for Mal and Stephanie Wacken. Halfway through the pregnancy, the couple changed their minds and walked away, leaving Nova pregnant, scared and alone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eight years ago, Stephanie was overjoyed at the thought of becoming a mother - until she found a text from Mal to Nova, saying, "Goodnight, beautiful." Terrified of losing her husband to his closest friend, Stephanie asked him to cut all ties to Nova and their unborn child.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now, Nova is anxiously waiting for her son, Leo, to wake up from a coma, while childless Stephanie is desperately trying to save her failing marriage. Although they live separate lives, both women have secrets that will bind them together for ever...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excerpts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;He looked up at me, our gazes met as they often did in my hormone-induced fantasies, and he smiled, his mouth a crescent of wistful happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"What?" I asked. "What you looking at me like that for? And what do you wish sometimes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"That this was our baby, and we were doing this for real."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"What makes you think I never wanted you?" He made me jump twice, once because he was still here, then again because he sounded so angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"I didn't mean it. I thought you didn't like Keith. I thought if you thought me and him were serious, then you would be happy for me. I though--" We messed up. We messed everything up. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," I breathed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Nothing could happen. Nothing could ever happen. We'd made our choices, and nothing could happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"God, Nova, God," he whispered as I closed my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;We stood, unable to let each other go, unable to come together, prisoners of our own dishonesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"You can stop laying it on so thick, Steph," he said, quietly. "We both know I'm going to agree to that condition. I've made my choice. I choose you. OK? I choose you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe my husband did know that when it came to keeping him, to eliminating all rivals, I would use every weapon at my disposal - I was capable of anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;"The thing is, Malvolio, if this was a meal that had gone cold in my restaurant, I'd understand why and how you could say, 'I don't want this anymore', but this is a baby. You can't change your mind. You know, what with it being a baby and everything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;"I'm sorry," He said, lowering his line of sight to the table top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;"You're sorry?" I asked. "I'm having your baby, you've changed your mind, and you're saying you're sorry?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;"I can't say anything else."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Yea, you can, you can tell me why."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;"I've told you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"How did it go?" I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;As he stood up, I saw his face. Torture branded into every pore. The image of it instantly imprinted itself on to my heart and mind, a permanent wound of what I had made him do. I'd never forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Each time - three or four days apart - I met him at work. Each time he was a little more distant, a little more irritated, a little less moved by my pain. UNtil the final time, when he left his building, saw me standing on the edge of the wide pavement, waiting for him, and turned around and went back inside. I waited for an hour and he didn't reappear. When I got home, he had left a message on my answer machine: 'Nova, please stop coming to see me.' He was cold, detached, hard. 'I have nothing else to say to you. I'm not going to say anything you want to hear. Leave me alone.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;I didn't understand the loss that he and Nova shared. I doubted I ever would. But I understood my husband. And soon, I would lose him. The one thing I tried to stop by doing what I did, saying what I said, would happen. But this time I wouldn't lose him to another woman and her unborn baby, I wouldn't lose him to her and her child, I'd lose him to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) Better tell the person you like before it's too late HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao. I'm screwing MG, I shall fail the quiz :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1047479278182603794?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1047479278182603794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1047479278182603794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1047479278182603794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1047479278182603794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-if-someone-you-lived-for-leaves.html' title='What if someone you lived for leaves you?'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3599339464835062948</id><published>2009-10-10T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:54:33.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd lie.</title><content type='html'>Oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd Lie" - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think that passenger seat&lt;br /&gt;Has ever looked this good to me&lt;br /&gt;He tells me about his night&lt;br /&gt;And I count the colors in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He’ll never fall in love he swears&lt;br /&gt;As he runs his fingers through his hair&lt;br /&gt;I’m laughing cause I hope he's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it ever crossed his mind&lt;br /&gt;He tells a joke I fake a smile&lt;br /&gt;That I know all his favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you his favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth&lt;br /&gt;His sister's beautiful, he has his father’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you asked me if I love him,&lt;br /&gt;I’d lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks around the room&lt;br /&gt;Innocently overlooks the truth&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn’t a light go on?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t he know that I’ve had him memorized for so long?&lt;br /&gt;He sees everything black and white&lt;br /&gt;Never let nobody see him cry&lt;br /&gt;I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stands there then walks away&lt;br /&gt;My god if I could only say&lt;br /&gt;I’m holding every breath for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’d never tell you but he can play guitar&lt;br /&gt;I think he can see through everything&lt;br /&gt;But my heart&lt;br /&gt;First thought when I wake up is&lt;br /&gt;My god he’s beautiful&lt;br /&gt;So I put on my make up&lt;br /&gt;And pray for a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I could tell you his favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue oh and it kills me&lt;br /&gt;His sisters beautiful he has his father’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you asked me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;I’d lie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3599339464835062948?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3599339464835062948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3599339464835062948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3599339464835062948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3599339464835062948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/id-lie.html' title='I&apos;d lie.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4256287745019382051</id><published>2009-10-10T11:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:22:57.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritants, and not just chemical.</title><content type='html'>Who knew my &lt;strike&gt;luck&lt;/strike&gt; skill was so good? I managed to win damn big pots at the 5k/10k table! :D Like I think I lost about 400k, but I won around 500k back :D I'm gonna wait till Stuart sees I overtook him, then I'll play all my money away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I hit 500k at poker! Now it's time to gamble all my money away. Hello high stakes and ALL INS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE EATING!!! D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;I *attempted* to teach my sis Chinese just now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/14sgsv7.png" height="250" width="370"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever go for a school talk with my mom again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4256287745019382051?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4256287745019382051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4256287745019382051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4256287745019382051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4256287745019382051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/irritants-and-not-just-chemical.html' title='Irritants, and not just chemical.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/14sgsv7_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4289156528208928656</id><published>2009-10-09T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:05:19.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those other girls, yeah they're beautiful;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;DAMN PISSED AT MY LIPS GOD THEY JUST WON'T STOP FKING ACTING UP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DIE LIP, DIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I find a picture of a scantily clad woman and post it as my facebook profile picture? That way, dirty old men on poker would send me money! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was fun! :]&lt;div&gt;For PE, we played floorball with Mr. Teo! HAHAHA I SUCK MANXZZZ. I keep raising the stick above the hip and shouting, "I'm open!" but when the ball is passed to me it slips past the stick. :( I guess my hand-eye coordination just doesn't exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math, math, blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we played soccer! AHAHA. Damn funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spicy chicken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English summative was :/ I suppose the comprehension by itself was okay, but my mind just blanked out at the vocabulary part! I need to expand the database in my brain to store more synonyms! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the dermatologist at Paragon, then we had cakes at Canele :D I tried their chocolate fondant this time round, and of course my beloved hazelnut macaron! ♥ Next time, I want to try Cova!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't normally eavesdrop, but when people talk at the volume of 230498974 decibels, I cannot help but listen. There was this group of young people sitting next to us. From their heavily accented voices, I suppose they were educated in Australia, but they were Asian. Probably Singaporeans visiting during their break or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the guy was being really obnoxious and loud, and I got really pissed of at him. He was talking about how he ran some weird 400m race and beat everyone by a mile or something, and saying that Singaporeans were lousy. WAH LAO OKAY LAH LOUSY LAH. YOU RUN WITH WHO, OLD MEN AH. And even if they were lousy, at least they are smart enough, they don't have to be sent overseas to some private school like YOU! (okay, I'm making a lot of assumptions and mean comments, but he started it.) And basically he was just criticizing every aspect of Singapore and its Asian culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. You are Asian. Making snide remarks about your own heritage is just ironical. So what if you were brought up in a westernized environment? Your roots are Asian, and you can never change that fact. So stop criticizing yourself and making yourself a laughing stock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Singapore may have a few bad points, but we have a lot of good points as well. And you're Singaporean, so be thankful to the country that provided you and your parents with your first home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Even if you want to criticize a country or its people, please do so discreetly, not so bloody loudly in front of like a million Singaporeans. Didn't you read the newspaper? The Indian man stabbing his fiancee, or the One-eyed dragon dude? We have violent tendencies. Oh I forgot, you're stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when people act so high and mighty and act as if everything Asian is to be despised, and worship everything Western. Please be proud of your roots and who you are. You can't change facts, so live with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't criticize your own country please. Don't be such ingrates and bite the hand that feeds you. It pisses me off to no extent when people talk bad about Singapore so loudly. Sure, we have bad points, but if you're complaining about how we are so conservative and uncool or something, it is totally unwarranted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't judge my friends, that's not my job :) If you do something wrong, or something I disapprove of, I will put my feelings aside, because the role of a friend is to well, be a friend, not a jury or judge. So yeah, I will not be critical of your actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope you don't do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ♥ my friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah this post is damn happy and cheerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4289156528208928656?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4289156528208928656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4289156528208928656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4289156528208928656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4289156528208928656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/those-other-girls-yeah-theyre-beautiful.html' title='Those other girls, yeah they&apos;re beautiful;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-895513473830712610</id><published>2009-10-08T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:59:07.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG?! OMG?! OMG!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;HELLO DO YOU HAVE ANY VAGUE RECOLLECTION OF LEARNING HOW TO USE CONTRACEPTIVES FOR SEX ED?!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE REPLY ON TAGBOARD, URGENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heidi (R) says: (9:12:27 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna go flirt with mr hairy tentacles to piss you off!!!!&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/2329895492407701421-895513473830712610?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/895513473830712610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=895513473830712610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/895513473830712610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/895513473830712610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-do-you-have-any-vague.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8735319626427749056</id><published>2009-10-07T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:51:59.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget to look before you fall;</title><content type='html'>Evolution exam was... gosh. I regretted studying so hard and making notes for it, because it was totally wasted. I'm gonna do just as badly anyway. I really just blanked out during the exam.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do 2 MCQs, and for my open ended, I wasn't sure about my answers. Zero confidence. And it's like, I studied! :( I better start on MG soon goshhh. Damn angry, but who else can I blame other than myself? Sian I thought the last question was wasted coz I didn't really study for it. Hope I can get at least 3 marks. AIYAH very annoyed, I need at least 70% for my exam in order to get an A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I've become so grade-conscious to the extent that I feel the purpose of education has been lost on me. Math has always been one of my better subjects, and I've always liked it a bit more than other subjects. A lot more, in the case of Chinese. But since this semester... I've found myself increasingly frustrated by math. I suppose it's because I usually can do math without worry, but the Polar Coordinates module is really getting on my nerves. I can't seem to do anything right, and I haven't been scoring good grades.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm doubtful about continuing math honors, and it's solely because I'm worried it'll pull down my grades. I still like math a lot, but somehow to me, I feel that maintaining a good CAP is still more important. But giving up an interest for the sake of some random digits printed on a piece of paper, is it really the right choice? My dad is convinced it is. But I do like math, and it'd be nice to learn a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. English speech time. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, I've been thinking about you lately.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stop, gotta stop.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8735319626427749056?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8735319626427749056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8735319626427749056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8735319626427749056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8735319626427749056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-forget-to-look-before-you-fall.html' title='Don&apos;t forget to look before you fall;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8562439244787042007</id><published>2009-10-06T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:49:33.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boom boom chikka boom.&lt;br /&gt;Sian I'm at the history of life and I don't feel like continuing!&lt;br /&gt;I need to study! Where has my motivation gone! :(&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should drop math honors. Both my parents are keen on me dropping, 'because you cannot cope with the stress'. On one hand, I feel inadequate if I drop math honors. On the other hand, I don't want it to pull down my CAP.&lt;br /&gt;What Daddy says makes sense, the university will look at how well you do overall, you taking three honors but not doing extremely well for them won't make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;Should I drop? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather miffed. &lt;br /&gt;Not really sure whether I'm going for the CI dinner thingamajig now, since Danielle can't make it. Perhaps I'll decide based on my mood after the evolution exam. Speaking of which, I haven't studied for yet!!!!! I'm still stuck at speciation, though I can memorize the front parts pretty well now.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to Evolution! Nothing much happened today luh. Except maybe, the interesting Economics lesson, compared to the dull monotony of its usual fare.&lt;br /&gt;I really should be studying. My evolution notes beckon.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="grey"&gt;The nightingale sang a mournful lullaby&lt;br /&gt;As a solitary figure stood, without a word&lt;br /&gt;Falling to the ground with an desolate sigh&lt;br /&gt;She wished someone would listen&lt;br /&gt;But no one heard&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool, she had believed everything he said&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool, she had stupidly taken the bait&lt;br /&gt;His lies hidden under the facade&lt;br /&gt;Of lofty promises not from his heart&lt;br /&gt;Of beautiful dreams he had weaved&lt;br /&gt;She'd taken his words and had believed&lt;br /&gt;But now to her it was crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;It had been nothing more than his idea&lt;br /&gt;Of a child's game of play-pretend.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually her soul would slowly mend,&lt;br /&gt;The question was for how long, and when?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps by then she would learn&lt;br /&gt;The heartrending lesson of a woman spurned.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8562439244787042007?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8562439244787042007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8562439244787042007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8562439244787042007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8562439244787042007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/nightingale-sang-mournful-lullaby-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8069859539967246835</id><published>2009-10-05T19:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:26:37.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman'; font-weight: normal; "&gt;And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine baby, how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8069859539967246835?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8069859539967246835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8069859539967246835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8069859539967246835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8069859539967246835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-friends-take-minute-to-look-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7875067673534817611</id><published>2009-10-04T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:22:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Monument to Masses.</title><content type='html'>I wonder how deluded you can be about yourself? Don't act as if &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; isn't the reason.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Mariel's post, I agree with her. Some people choose their careers based on its market value. It's a smart choice, who wouldn't want to lead a comfortable life? But even if you were rolling in riches, would you be happy?&lt;br /&gt;I occasionally question myself: What do you want to do in life?&lt;br /&gt;I used to want to do medicine for the same reasons majority of the people want to do it: Money and stability. But as one grows older, one starts to reflect on what they want in life. Is money your sole objective in life? If so, you are a very sad person. I did have many ambitions at different points of my life, a pediatrician, a teacher, a forensic pathologist, a chef, a patissier, a hotel manager, a gynecologist. Now, I'm back to wanting to be a pediatrician, although the motivations behind my choice are different from when I was younger. It used to be all about money, I wanted to travel the world, buy all the things I wanted, live in a lavish mansion, live a life of luxury. But then, I grew to realize there are more things in life than just this. The satisfaction you feel when you help someone without asking for anything in return. The more emotional and meaningful things, I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say I'm a generous person. But I do feel compassion for some things that I feel deserve and warrant it. Children in disaster-stricken areas. These people don't deserve all that shit that's happening to them. When I grow up, I want to be able to volunteer my help in a more personal way, rather than just donating some money. I wouldn't mind going to these places to provide medical aid.&lt;br /&gt;Lofty aspirations? Perhaps. But at least I know that my goal in life has more to do than just a fat paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Be truthful to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I finished my evolution notes. I just need to memorize 8 A4 pages worth of notes. Hooray. Should be okay lah, because I more or less know the content when writing it down :) Shall dedicate the whole of the next two days to Evolution! Yippee! :)&lt;br /&gt;I was doing my MG paper an hour ago. I looked at the last question of open-ended, and the MCQ, and was like, screw it. I think I left about 10 MCQs blank + I didn't do the experiment question of the open ended. Not graded, right? :/ Really don't have time. And I haven't really done economics yet either.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came back today! I was uber shocked and happy at the same time! He was only supposed to come back on Wednesday, but he pushed forward his meeting just so he can celebrate my grandma's and my mom's birthdays! :D&lt;br /&gt;He bought like, 5 snowglobes back!!! I LOVE MY DADDY MANXXZZZ. Germany, Paris, New York, Arizona and London! :) I'm only 9 snow globes away from my goal! :D&lt;br /&gt;And his Korean colleague got us these super cute magnets and this very very pretty delicate looking mirror! Like it's super nice and exquisite. Especially the presentation, it was wrapped so nicely! :)&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Rama Thai. Shark's fin! But not very nice. It was very expensive though, like 500+ dollars, not very worth it. And one of the waiters had BO so I didn't enjoy my dinner. I would rather eat at a hawker center. Not that the place is bad... the food was okay. It was just not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super happy! :) I missed my daddy a lot. Like, haven't seen him for 1 month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7875067673534817611?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7875067673534817611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7875067673534817611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7875067673534817611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7875067673534817611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-monument-to-masses.html' title='From Monument to Masses.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8685119264914004548</id><published>2009-10-03T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:57:27.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quiet Before.</title><content type='html'>I'm up to speciation :)&lt;br /&gt;I need to memorize everything!!! Like all the definitions goshh.&lt;br /&gt;I feel irritated. :/&lt;br /&gt;I should stop being so critical.&lt;br /&gt;I hate being in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;I hate hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just tell me how you feel?&lt;br /&gt;I work better under stress.&lt;br /&gt;If the exam were tomorrow, I would be able to memorize everything already.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten Mommy's birthday present, nor made her a card.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy bought a snowglobe from London! :)&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where Vienna is.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's in Austria.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's in the Czech Republic now. I wonder where that is.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating moon cake. But I'm damn full.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO PLAY! D:&lt;br /&gt;I want more $$ on poker.&lt;br /&gt;I need to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;I need to shout.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Evolution exam to be over.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Charles Darwin. Without him, I wouldn't need do to this shit.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I even had a dream about proving his theory.&lt;br /&gt;Wtheck?!&lt;br /&gt;Tired of waiting for something that might just illusory. Delusive. It's affecting me D:&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling damn sian today.&lt;br /&gt;Need entertainment much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="grey"&gt;You've got a smile that can light up this whole town,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8685119264914004548?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8685119264914004548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8685119264914004548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8685119264914004548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8685119264914004548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-up-to-speciation-i-need-to-memorize.html' title='The Quiet Before.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7529829234159290810</id><published>2009-10-02T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:02:25.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd say go to hell, but even the devil wouldn't want you.</title><content type='html'>If I don't get a nice class next year, I'd be pissed.&lt;br /&gt;My ideal class would consist of (24 people right?):&lt;br /&gt;Hanisah&lt;br /&gt;Danielle&lt;br /&gt;Chua&lt;br /&gt;Weining&lt;br /&gt;Heidi&lt;br /&gt;Feyra&lt;br /&gt;Mag&lt;br /&gt;Mariel&lt;br /&gt;Debra&lt;br /&gt;Tricia&lt;br /&gt;Ada&lt;br /&gt;Bernadine&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha I'm just listing everyone in my classes now, except Danielle and Weining)&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, I can't think of anyone else. &lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, but it is impossible. It is a utopian world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an asshole. I hope you rot in hell. Seriously, I'm damn disgusted by you. It's really appalling. GOSH. People like you make the world a sad, sad place.&lt;br /&gt;Really fuming. The indignation!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Dear Hanisah,&lt;br /&gt;I love you loads too! You'll always be my best friend, no matter what :) Thank you for always being there for me, and doing so much for me! You know I'll be there if you need me! ♥&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha who's JusMe ah. Sounds damn familiar but I forgot :X I seldom use this smiley. :X :X :X&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;PE today was actually quite fun, though I heard a VERY DISTURBING AND SICKENING PHRASE. God I was damn shocked and traumatized. We lost one, won two! :D But our teams were kind of mixed.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Hehao run through hurdles (LITERALLY) made my day. I was laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Math honors, got back test. Didn't do as badly as expected, BUT I've never done so badly for math before :/&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Calculus: Nothing much. Just doing examples. MOK is damn lucky pls, he gets to take the test only on Monday! HAH he promised he wouldn't ask any questions about the test, so don't tempt him kay! :)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. Hahaha super funny. I will make a good housewife manxxzz.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played soccer! Heidi's taichi. Damn fun! I think soccer is actually quite fun. I want to learn those nifty tricks teehee! Like turning the ball into a bouquet of flowers! HAHAHA SOMEONE TEACH ME PLXXZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;English. Comprehension?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA was fun! Actually there was no CCA, just photo taking. ME AND MY BALLSY BOOBIES.&lt;br /&gt;Then we did ball passing + captain's ball remix on the track! DAMN FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;"I'm open, I'm open!"&lt;br /&gt;"GET THE BALL!"&lt;br /&gt;"Roll over!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"SUB SUB!"&lt;br /&gt;Heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7529829234159290810?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7529829234159290810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7529829234159290810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7529829234159290810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7529829234159290810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/id-say-go-to-hell-but-even-devil.html' title='I&apos;d say go to hell, but even the devil wouldn&apos;t want you.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3836552527543618609</id><published>2009-10-01T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:32:02.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until you lose what you have won;</title><content type='html'>Today, Chinese: HEEHEE I DID MY TESTPAPER! So I was allowed to study Math during Chinese. Although I didn't do my workbook... but that's a different story! :D I think WJ is actually very nice. Like he gives us a lot of homework and stuff, but the work actually helps us improve.&lt;br /&gt;Math test. Hmm. It wasn't &lt;i&gt;hard&lt;/i&gt;, but more of my lack of proper time management that caused me to be unsure of my answers. It was rather easy, in fact. But I suppose my poor judgement (for example, spending 20 minutes on the first 5 MCQ questions) led to such a disastrous outcome. Hopefully I get my MCQs correct. It wasn't as if I didn't know how to do it. I'm just worried I make stupid careless mistakes. I had to rush through all my differentiation and integration, so I'm afraid I left out some random constant or something :/ But it's over. I'm just aiming for a 20, though my MCQ would probably pull me down like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Two and a half hours worth of free periods. Had lunch, then I went to the library. Supposedly to study for Evolution, but I ended up reading Jane Eyre! I know, I'm damn loserish. I haven't read most of the classics, and I'm super interested in them all of a sudden! Especially Pride and Prejudice:D I thought Jane Eyre was quite a nice book, but I stopped at the part where she goes to be the governess at Mr. Rochester's house.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Okay, just testing out of pH indicator, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Vivo with Mommy and Mindy! Mindy got this set of wedding clothes for the bears HAHAHA. Waste money sial. We saw this little girl carrying this LV tote. And by little, I mean like maybe 8 years old. She bought like 300+ dollars worth of BEAR clothes from the shop LOL.&lt;br /&gt;OHH East Ocean was selling mooncakes there so guess who went to buy 2 boxes worth of their moon cakes?!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay studying Evolution now. BAI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3836552527543618609?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3836552527543618609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3836552527543618609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3836552527543618609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3836552527543618609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/until-you-lose-what-you-have-won.html' title='Until you lose what you have won;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-562004962533284842</id><published>2009-10-01T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:15:55.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop and Stare;</title><content type='html'>Haha, this was on John's blog. It's so touching! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="204"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngmG72hgInM&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngmG72hgInM&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="325" height="204"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-562004962533284842?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/562004962533284842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=562004962533284842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/562004962533284842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/562004962533284842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-and-stare.html' title='Stop and Stare;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4846935368534892640</id><published>2009-09-30T18:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:15:08.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I don't know how it gets better than this;</title><content type='html'>Attention whore. Stupid, foolishly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I'm incredibly touchy when it comes to this.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Today, I open my front door and saw a covered basket with a card from my girlfriend on it. I picked it up and read, "Hope this cheers you up." I uncovered the basket to find a golden labrador puppy. It's eyes were closed and it wasn't breathing. FML&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2ihtern.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/xeexll.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! These are the two snow globes Daddy bought for us! :D He got one more from Paris, and he's going to like Vienna and Poland and stuff later on, so I hope he buys MORE SNOW GLOBES MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I want 20 by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I want to collect like snow globes from all the countries in the world! (big aspirations, teehee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog in chronological order today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:45 am: I woke up feeling very drowsy. I peed and brushed my teeth and washed my face.&lt;br /&gt;6:50 am: I changed and wore my spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;7:00 am: I went downstairs to wait for Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;7:05 am: I ate my mooncakes in the car, while picking all the bits of disgusting yolk out. I hope Mommy buys the snowskin mooncakes I love so much from East Ocean soon.&lt;br /&gt;7:25 am: I reached school. Danielle alighted right before me!&lt;br /&gt;7:50 am: Flag raising. Feyra didn't come to school today :(&lt;br /&gt;8:00 am: Mentoring. For mentoring, we were supposed to discuss harmony. Somehow we were tasked three questions:&lt;br /&gt;1. How do you think Miss (ex)Singapore Ris Low has changed the image of Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;All the other Singaporean girls must be uglier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are the qualities you look for in a Miss Singapore?&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;OMG this was damn funny. Ahmed was like, luscious lips, big eyes, smooth skin. And silicon-free! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Who would you nominate for Miss Singapore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;We nominated Ms. Sim! haha but she's married. Ahmed was like, "MISS WU! FIONA XIE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:00 am: Math. I think integration is quite fun, but I need more practice for the funky new method WL taught us. Teehee! I also have to study for the test later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:00 am: Had break in the canteen. I think I've been eating spicy chicken for 2 months straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:30 am: Physics. Ms Ng went through the revision worksheet answers. HAHAHA I GOT LIKE DAMN A LOT WRONG + I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE LAST QUESTION. But the quiz was relatively easy, grr I made a really stupid careless mistake for the first question, so no more full marks :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:30 am: Lunch for one hour. I bought chicken biscuits!!! :D Hahaha I like them, except they make your hand really smelly afterwards. Like this fishy smell. Ahmed and Mok are super funny to talk to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Your smell changes when you have your period."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Really meh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"You never smell your girlfriend meh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Huh what you expect me to do? Ask her 'eh when you have your period let me smell you' ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Ahmed went to carry Mok and accidentally grabbed him by his balls. And thus began a game of Whack-A-Ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:30 pm: English lesson. We went through the comprehension for the first hour, then our speech for the remaining lesson. I'm probably doing teenage pregnancy hahaha. According to Ms Bay, it's the &lt;i&gt;most interesting&lt;/i&gt;. Ah, I wonder why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:15 pm: We started on our summative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:50 pm: I screwed it up really bad :( I went to do question one goshhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you feel the earthquakes just now? Like, wobble wobble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay off to do Chinese + study Math! I better print out the chemistry report lest I forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4846935368534892640?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4846935368534892640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4846935368534892640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4846935368534892640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4846935368534892640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-i-dont-know-how-it-gets-better-than.html' title='And I don&apos;t know how it gets better than this;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/2ihtern_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8314711651996943819</id><published>2009-09-29T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:12:28.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Stealer.</title><content type='html'>I'm sick and tired of your attitude. You can do all sorts of funny shit but don't expect me to come asking whether you're okay or not. Two can play the game, in fact I'm even better at it. I will ignore you for as long as it takes, don't think I can't. Just because I'm always the one who makes the first move doesn't mean it will happen all the time. Why don't you hide your petty, egocentric self in a corner. I don't owe you anything, go ahead and throw a bitch fit I DON'T BLOODY CARE.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how some people are totally oblivious to their flaws. They think they're so smart and brilliant when they're actually far from it. And sometimes they have this totally lousy attitude, like they're always tardy or something, yet they expect others to accept their shortcomings. Like, wtheck?!&lt;br /&gt;Get a reality check kthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I have to study for Physics and Evolution.&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch today at 9.00am.&lt;br /&gt;I find integration extremely fun.&lt;br /&gt;Economics was weird.&lt;br /&gt;I should do my Chinese workbook.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was okay, I don't get Magnetism haha. I'll probably fail the exam.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="grey"&gt;Love makes a fool of us all&lt;br /&gt;We keep waiting, yearning, hoping&lt;br /&gt;But is there anyone, or anything&lt;br /&gt;To catch us when we fall?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8314711651996943819?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8314711651996943819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8314711651996943819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8314711651996943819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8314711651996943819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/soul-stealer.html' title='Soul Stealer.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8748190124803163023</id><published>2009-09-28T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:09:21.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bo pian.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/creepy.png" height="150" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. Sometimes it really does happen, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when you are unhappy with something, you cannot do anything about it. SO BO PIAN HAHAHA. Wow, I sound super ah lian! :D But srsly, I got extremely incredibly superbly annoyed. &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;It's not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the person, it's the act. I'm perfectly fine with you. Well, like Mommy said, no use harping on the incident right? It's not as if I can do anything about it, and I can take comfort in the fact that I did &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; best.&lt;br /&gt;I love the new pajamas Mommy bought for me! They're super pretty. ♥ floral &lt;i&gt;preens&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to soccer for winning their match! :D&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today, except Heidi and I kept bloody laughing the whole day! WAH FREAK we are damn gross people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Spank."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;"You've been a bad girl."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA EWWWXXXZZ.&lt;div&gt;Art was okay, all we did was take pictures, make our canvas, draw out our um, models? (HAHA mine doesn't look like Hanisah, partially because the picture was very pixellated and also because I'm not a good artist.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I asked if she believed in Karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Kate scoffed, it's nothing but drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Convinced she wasn't doing any wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Deceiving herself all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Eventually she'll find herself cornered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Unable to turn back, nor carry on forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;You can try, but you won't outrun fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;And when it catches up, it'll be too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe then, you'll realize that you're at fault? I really disdain your attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's the green-eyed monster rearing its ugly head again. Would I have thought differently, or even defended such actions, if I were in the other party's shoes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think I'm talking about you, perhaps you're guilty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a cryptic post. I'll tell if you ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8748190124803163023?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8748190124803163023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8748190124803163023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8748190124803163023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8748190124803163023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/bo-pian.html' title='Bo pian.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8492738723955181237</id><published>2009-09-27T10:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:54:59.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of moon-cakes, riddles and candles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:grey;"&gt;We're all guilty of vanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA finished chem except for last question coz they didn't give temperature and I wasn't sure of how to do it!!! WAH I am feeling damn efficient and accomplished today.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I haven't studied evolution :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my awesome 5-page long suibi, chemistry report, english speech research, economics case study.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MANXXZZ. Now I'm gonna do Chemistry worksheet and if I have time, I finish my MG paper (I finished all the open-ended questions except the very last part! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND about the Miss Singapore World fiasco, HELLO?! ARE YOU BLIND?! She's not even pretty OMG. And her English is so disastrous, she would make Singapore a laughing stock. Some people defend her, saying she showcases what Singapore is like by speaking the "Singaporean Way". But think again, is that really what you want Singapore to be viewed as by the rest of the world? Aren't there other things we can be proud of instead?&lt;br /&gt;And with her criminal record? You can earn your second chances elsewhere, but please, you're just going to embarrass Singapore if you do this. What are you going to answer if they ask you a question like "The number of crimes committed by young people in today's society has increased drastically in the past few years. What do you think about it?"&lt;br /&gt;HUH!?&lt;br /&gt;And look at her goshhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3263/3290604386_818a7fddf1.jpg" height="200" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's only pretty from like, one angle? The rest of the pictures look so...&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday morning, Mommy woke me up at 8am (!!!) and she was like, "Don't you want to try out the breakfast at that place I told you about?" &lt;i&gt;That place&lt;/i&gt; was located at this ultra secluded area somewhere close to my old house, but it sounded quite nice, so I was like, "okay!"&lt;br /&gt;We walked there, and when we reached... &lt;b&gt;Opening hours: 11.30am - 11.00pm&lt;/b&gt; Good job, Mom :D So we walked all the way to the market and we had McDonald's! Haha, I am easily satisfied. I love their pancakes! I'm damn cheap right. Oh then we went to this flea market looking sort of place, where people were selling their random unwanted stuff at exorbitant prices. Oh but I bought this damn cute Spongebob ez-link sticker! :D&lt;br /&gt;Walked back after getting ice creeeeam. I love mango ice cream! :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Touch at 2pm, it was okay I suppose. Haha, I taught Francis today! Jealous right, Hanisah? He's damn cute ;) I think Shaun is very cute also.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Met Chua, then we went to JP to get stuff + dinner, before going to Nan Hua. I think we are very efficient shoppers! Like we would walk into a shop and go, "Hmm let's get this." "Okay." "I pay." Then after that we would immediately decide what else we need. We got everything in less than an hour! :)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Swensen's for dinner. Wah I love their seafood lasagna I think it's the only dish I eat there! Chua got this oven baked chicken with some cheem herb/spice that came with the soup of the day. HAHA it was some red vegetable soup and it tasted like vomit! So I added in chili sauce and lots of salt and pepper!!!! (for fun lah, we didn't drink it) Oh then we ordered this banana crumble thing that we shared. It's banana cake + banana ice cream + banana slices + some weird (banana?) syrup on a hot metal pan that tastes super nice!&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the arcade and played House of the Dead 4 for an hour. HAHA I think we spent like, 18$? But not bad leh, we got all the way to the last boss, and we killed half of him already. But by then it was already 7.20, so we decided to leave for Nan Hua :( Didn't finish the game sianxxzz. We were pretty good okay!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;NHPS lantern festival! HAHA I got ripped off, I bought a cup of diluted orange squash for 50 cents :( Oh, then I went to eat their moon-cakes! But I don't know why all the moon-cakes have yolk, it tastes super gross :( If I have no choice, I always pluck out the yolk teehee.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I also made moon-cake! Actually the process involves me taking some of the moon-cake skin, flattening it, using it to wrap some lotus paste, putting it in a mould and whacking it out. Yeah, that's all. But it sounded really cool right, like I'm some aspiring baker.&lt;br /&gt;And I did Chinese Calligraphy on a paper fan! HAHAHA LOOK LIKE SAI.&lt;br /&gt;Then um, we went to the new fitness corner near the indoor sports hall. Super cool! And um we (Chua Siming Lockleong GL Charles and the occasional Jiaxing) just sat in the middle of the running track/pavement and played stupid games that involved eating grass and push-ups as forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I must complete econs, chem worksheet and chem report today! Bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8492738723955181237?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8492738723955181237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8492738723955181237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8492738723955181237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8492738723955181237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-moon-cakes-riddles-and-candles.html' title='Of moon-cakes, riddles and candles.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3263/3290604386_818a7fddf1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7418677803845480259</id><published>2009-09-25T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:35:59.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Er-noid</title><content type='html'>I find it incredibly fxcking annoying when people leave concerts early. No matter how boring or informal the concert is, it is basic and common courtesy to wait until the end before leaving. No bloody etiquette and manners. Gah I'm so irritated!D:&lt;br /&gt;eww I don't like mooncakes with yolk:( the food is so-so haha, but the concert was quite cool! Like the singing part! Haha but the canon in d was damn off. I bet that PAC- something guy is turning in his grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't like it when people cheat for tests/exams, and know the questions beforehand. It proves they have no integrity, and they're too lousy to do the questions fairly. And if they score badly for the test? Double fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get how she keeps pushing back our tests. It's not the first time. And it's like that day I asked her, she said it would be today. I wasted two hours of my life, studying for a test that did not even take place. Now everything has been washed out of my mind, and I'll have to study again on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math honors test was a disaster for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today=bad day. I actually said the f-word 5 times goshhh. All with valid reason, of course. I get er-noid at people who say it for no apparent reason. It's not cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7418677803845480259?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7418677803845480259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7418677803845480259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7418677803845480259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7418677803845480259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/er-noid.html' title='Er-noid'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-5981231314051951464</id><published>2009-09-24T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:39:25.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were pretty, would you like me?</title><content type='html'>Hmm. I think I'm a superficial person when it comes to first impressions. If you are breathtakingly gorgeous, the chances of me disliking you are &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; slim. Unless I really cannot stand your character, or you're incredibly stupid. But usually good looking people are stupid. I mean, have you ever met an attractive person who can carry off a conversation without sounding like a moron? I haven't. God gives and takes, I'm afraid. But I digress. What I mean to say is that, if you're pretty, I tend to be more forgiving towards you.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if you have a very unfortunate genetic make-up, and you look like a cross between a gorilla and a hippo, then I tend to have reservations when I first get to know you. I know, childish much? It's really baseless, but I just have this weird mentality that people who are... less blessed when it comes to looks will have um, uglier personalities. Of course, I've been proven wrong many times! :) BUT if I were to quickly go through my mental list of the people I don't like, I will find that they are all... less endowed in terms of their features. But maybe I can't really tell which is the cause, and which is the effect.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think I suck. What kind of stupid mindset is this right? I'm trying to change though, to be less um, calculative in this aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that was really random though. I should be studying Polar Coordinates and English, as well as doing the Chemistry report and finishing up my Molecular Genetics. Of course, I also have Economics homework, and my sui bi. Oh dear. Maybe I shouldn't go for the concert tomorrow :/ Either that, or my whole Sunday gets eaten up. OKAY I will do homework now!&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to blog about these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Ahmed and Mok have very sick, twisted minds! Our pH indicator worked &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt;, like there was color change and such, but obviously it paled in comparison to the red cabbage one. BUT we're creative people, so we don't want to do red cabbage coz it lacks originality muahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-5981231314051951464?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5981231314051951464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=5981231314051951464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5981231314051951464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5981231314051951464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-i-were-pretty-would-you-like-me.html' title='If I were pretty, would you like me?'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1568756042578439087</id><published>2009-09-23T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:07:34.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Women.</title><content type='html'>Today, someone asked me a question. I thought to myself, how ironical. I was also talking to Heidi during lunch today. Like OMG, I was damn weird in Primary school and Kindergarten. Like, six?! Hahaha, and must erase! Must find a replacement teehee.&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking so cryptically. 2 months later when I read this, I will have no clue as to what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where I got my fxcking lousy attitude and bad temper from.&lt;br /&gt;My mom.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I'm not complaining about her.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Ahmed and Hanisah brought lots of Hari Raya cookies. I liked the chocolate ones Ahmed and Hanisah brought! Oishii nehhh! :D BRING MORE PLEASE MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Um mentoring was the module specialization thing. Actually, I'm pretty scared of continuing with Math honors because it's like, the lessons seem much tougher compared to normal Math. BUT Math is like the only subject that I am confident in, and according to the transcript, it's the subject with the highest subject CAP... so just continue lor :(&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Tang was pissed at us coz "your class has been late for 4 out of the 5 lab sessions." Heehee. The practical was relatively simple, so was the quiz. In fact, the quiz was damn bloody easy hahaha. Sekali later I don't do well I will cry.&lt;br /&gt;Math, chinese nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy blog, gonna study honors + make my beet-root juice hahaha. And maybe start on Economics/MG? And my awesome Suibi!!! It's the last suibi of my life, I should end it on a HIGH note :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1568756042578439087?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1568756042578439087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1568756042578439087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1568756042578439087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1568756042578439087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/single-women.html' title='Single Women.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-269051163334986633</id><published>2009-09-22T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:37:13.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cos I can't help it if you look like an angel;</title><content type='html'>Can't stand it sometimes when people keep harping on some shit that's freaking irrelevant at these times. Like stop whining, if it happens, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Attention whore." She spat. She was sick of all her preening and remarks, so obviously meant to evoke curiosity and questions. There are better ways to be liked.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"What do you think angels look like?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"I think they look like normal people, just that they have a kind and beautiful heart.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Like me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Sis, what is the feminine form of brave?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Braver. Ha ha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, the feminine form of '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;brave&lt;/span&gt;' is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;squaw&lt;/span&gt;. Brave, when taken as a noun, means a native American man. However in our society now, it's more of a derogative term, and people usually use the more PC term Native American.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, that person is so freaking controlling, it's so obvious x is manipulating y, and always twisting the truth such that it's y's fault. It's so blatant, but y is blinded. Pity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x makes lots of promises and whispers sweet nothings, but it's used as a tool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when she's so bloody condescending. Who does she think she is? She's not smart, not pretty, and certainly not likable. It's funny how my views of her are like a sine curve (just like Hanisah's feelings). They can go from positive to negative (and vice versa, fortunately) in a very short time span, though it's more erratic in my case. Gosh, was severely pissed at her today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry today was okay, got a big shock when I found out MG quiz was tomorrow. It's scheduled for week three on our schedule though :O I find Chemistry very fun! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Polar coordinates was okay. I should study for it, but I have no time! I'll probably study on Thursday hahaha, doubt I'm going for CP, need to chiong lots of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese - EH WJ SAYS HE HOPES I CAN GET A1 OKAY! HAHAHA when I told Mommy, she was like, "You should just aim for a pass." Unfortunately, I agree with her :/ My Chinese is like sai, especially my cloze passage! I got like, 8/20 for the RI paper HEEHEE though I did pretty well for comprehension haha, 42.5/50 :P Ada's "&lt;i&gt;long passage shrink short&lt;/i&gt;" is damn pro, she always scores super high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Economics was okay, I did surprisingly well for my essay even though I felt it was a slipshod piece of work and I totally did not deserve that grade. Like really, I thought that essay was terrible as I did not mention many key points. Still, who's complaining, heehee! :) Economics was relatively slack though, like we learnt very little today, especially since we already read up on price/non-price competition for our project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;"Eh, what to write for improvements ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"I don't know leh, I thought our presentation was very good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;"Yeah, me too!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA SO BYL. Luckily no Physics, so here I am, attempting to chiong MG! I have a bad feeling I'm gonna do really badly for my MG and Evolution exam :/ Especially MG, there are so many things I just know on the superficial level, I don't really understand the concept well :S Oh well, that's what reading days are for, teehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent 2 hours today on RC. So much for studying huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-269051163334986633?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/269051163334986633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=269051163334986633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/269051163334986633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/269051163334986633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/cos-i-cant-help-it-if-you-look-like.html' title='&apos;Cos I can&apos;t help it if you look like an angel;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3723895831844450428</id><published>2009-09-21T09:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:11:00.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh-em-gee.</title><content type='html'>Blogpatrol is an incredibly scary tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:54PM: FREAK I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING. OMG OMG OMG. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://juicycouture.images.createthesoftware.com/prodthumb/145/182/a9b353f5-f2bf-4017-8d5a-fe3d567c0f53.jpg"&gt; AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pretty Little Liars series by Sara Shepard is just like a scab. You keep telling yourself not to pick at it, but you still do in the end. Just like how I'm always going "Urgh never gonna buy the next book again." but I always do. She is the most irritating writer ever, she just keeps on twisting the story even though it's technically concluded, just so you have to buy more of her books and she can earn more money.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, as if anyone's life can be as screwed up as what she writes?&lt;br /&gt;Love-hate relationship, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food fair was a farce. Damn pissed, wasted my time. Luckily, we had a pretty good lunch and I bought a pair of Skechers shoes! I love Skechers. Um and we also bought a Singapore snowglobe! :)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going for the New Balance run, but it's on my birthday! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;AHHH FOOD FAIR @ SUNTEC. I really really want to go! :/ Crosses fingers super tightly and hopes 四姨 is taking 外婆 out for lunch! Grah hello it's an international food fair, how can I miss it?!?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't studied for MG yet! :S Wow I'm using a lot of emoticons today. HOW?!?! Should I study for MG now? Die die hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops I don't know why I even started this post. I have nothing to talk about! Oh yeah, the food fair. And also, Man U beat Man City 4-3! :O I don't know if I'm pleased or not, because I can't decide which team I dislike more! :( Like, I'm very irritated at Real Madrid (MY XABI!) and City for buying all the players hahaha. But I've never really liked Man U either!&lt;br /&gt;But I like Michael Owen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3723895831844450428?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3723895831844450428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3723895831844450428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3723895831844450428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3723895831844450428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-em-gee.html' title='Oh-em-gee.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1191920611693944905</id><published>2009-09-20T10:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:04:07.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways to live forever;</title><content type='html'>Giggles. Now whenever I see the picture on my desktop, I can't help but chortle to myself. So scandalous! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I'm really damn bloody confused.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's just me, or everyone else around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I definitely have a hard time putting my feelings into words. I suppose it's the fear of... embarrassment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Today, I saw a youtube video of a guy scratching a knife and a screwdriver on his Ipod and at the end he showed how there was no scratches and the Ipod screen was clean. So I took my brand new Ipod touch and did the same with a knife. It didn't work. FML&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get incredibly short-fused when I'm deprived of food.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Sakura. It pisses me off when my mom makes us go there just because my grandma supposedly likes it. FREAK MAN Sakura is the epitome of "You get what you pay for". The food sucks and I had to wait more than 30 minutes for my food to come! D: I was so um, aggrieved that I started criticizing all the fat people around me. But srsly, if I were their size, I would just hole myself up at home and cry until my body becomes dehydrated then maybe, just maybe, I would lose a few pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that day I was talking to Ahmed, and I was wondering why some girls like to date jerks. Or &lt;i&gt;douchebags&lt;/i&gt;, as Ahmed puts it across so succinctly.&lt;br /&gt;Ahmed says they view it as their "mini-project". Like, they want to change the guy and make him a better person.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LAH THAT IS BULLSHIT. If his character is already like that, do you think YOU can change him? It's ingrained into him. A leopard will never change its spots! :) HAHA Ahmed also says that some guys are jerks because they think that girls like it, and it's also a very sly and cunning move because on the rare occasion that they are nice, the girl would be like, "WOW he's damn nice and sweet!" And she'll treasure him.&lt;br /&gt;I think this type of girls are damn stupid. They deserve to be stuck in abusive relationship hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh. Only Monday left, then we have to go back to school again! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, I've completed my chemistry worksheet, hanoi research stuff, chemistry pH project write-up. Eh actually that's quite pathetic. But it's okay, I'm gonna do my honors stuff! And I've mostly completed Physics... except for those two questions I can't be shitted to do. I'm damn confused about Physics now! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Waipo's home then Touch then Aunty Sally's home! I love steamboat, especially when there's lots of beef and abalone!!!! :) And the chili was damn good goshh. And there was cute baby girl! :D Touch was &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt;, considering Hanisah wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, it was mad. Oh, I played soccer with Heidi and I think together, we will be the invincible duo! Like our soccer skills are mad awesome, no one will be able to beat us! :D Then I went to Clementi Central to buy cake+deco with Hanisah! :D I ♥ Hanisah! Then while walking, I saw this 10$ note fly from someone's bag, but when I asked around, I couldn't find the person who dropped it. So like you know, I'm those very greedy type, so I kept the 10$ note. But it was the last day of the Ghost Month, and I just had this bad premonition that if I kept the 10$ note, it would bring me bad luck coz it wasn't mine and I'm not supposed to keep what's not rightfully mine. So we went to the void deck, saw this construction worker who was sleeping there... and I put it next to him and we ran off! hahaha super comical.&lt;br /&gt;Um, had CP then rushed to Chua's house with Mariel and Stanley and some food and decorations first :) Hahaha those two people were super nice! We did the decorations together and Stanley is super! He is not afraid of dark, dirty corners and cobwebs. Mariel is very super also! I think if both of them weren't there, ummm. I would've just thrown some colored ribbon on the floor and pass it off as decoration.&lt;br /&gt;I also ♥ my mommy damn a lot. Without her I don't know what I would have done! :) &lt;br /&gt;Then um most of the guys reached. Continued with the decoration, then Hanisah, Danielle, Tricia, Germaine, Weining and Taiyu reached! With the extra food + tongs and stuff. So we called Chua to come down!&lt;br /&gt;The remaining time was basically food, ball, talk, play, nonsense. Speaking of nonsense, AHMED DID YOU REALLY LOSE THE BALL? D: okay then um we played this really nonsense game. It's like, you fill the cup to the brim, and everyone takes turns pouring more drink into the cup. Whoever makes the drink overflow has to finish the whole cup in one breath! Thankfully with my um, exquisite control, I didn't have to drink anything. HAHAA Danielle had to drink 2 cups in a row! :P&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Then Siming came and we cut the cake yay!&lt;br /&gt;okay sian don't know what to blog about, I need to do homework coz I am studious and hardworking. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1191920611693944905?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1191920611693944905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1191920611693944905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1191920611693944905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1191920611693944905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/ways-to-live-forever.html' title='Ways to live forever;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8998394616045216829</id><published>2009-09-17T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:42:00.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And we'll look back and laugh at our frivolities;</title><content type='html'>I am rather proud of my logbook :) I had a pleasant surprise when I discovered I had already completed my math assignment. Ah, the benefits of efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Okay today was a weird day. Like I've been feeling a flurry of emotions! Happy, bored, irritated, hyper, excited, annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm excited for tomorrow because Heidi and I are going to play soccer with Mok and Ahmed and I'm gonna blow your minds with my awesome incredible soccer skills!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yay Hanisah can go tomorrow! :) Wah I'm damn scared I don't have time to get stuff + I will need the fridge, so Chua you'll have to let me gain access to your house! Talk to me online tonight to discuss all the um, logistics hahaha. Luckily I have my AWESOME mom who's gonna accompany me and everything! And wonderful Mariel as well! :) &lt;br /&gt;Wow I think I'm very lucky to have my mom as my mother. Like, she really does a lot of stuff for me, and goes out of her way to make me happy! And she always puts my sis and I first... like for example when we go shopping and we see stuff that we like, but it's super expensive, then she'll let us buy it and put away the clothes she wanted to buy (Haha must save money mah.) And like when I need to go places, she always drives me even though I'm old enough to take the bus. And when I need to do things like buy a friend's present and prepare something, she'll always volunteer to help even though she can stay at home and shake leg. Wow I've never really shown much appreciation for her, and I complain a lot of about her but my mom is really cool :) She's also quite understanding, like she hardly restricts me from attending a friend's birthday party or go out with friends. In fact, she's never stopped me from going out with my friends, and encourages me to go for parties even though I'm like "Uhhh sian don'tyyhy want to go." Maybe it's also coz I go out in moderation hahaha, but she trusts me enough to let me stay out um, pretty late! :)&lt;br /&gt;Lazy blog. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8998394616045216829?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8998394616045216829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8998394616045216829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8998394616045216829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8998394616045216829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-well-look-back-and-laugh-at-our.html' title='And we&apos;ll look back and laugh at our frivolities;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-5581862892120597467</id><published>2009-09-16T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:26:37.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH FREAK I FEEL LIKE SCREAMING I AM GONNA BURST ANY MINUTE. Die die die.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Damn pissed, stupid standard chartered.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with reflections for the remaining activities! All my field studies have been completed muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever I'm in the car, I will look at the car plates of other vehicles, and form equations in my head with them. For example, SGH 1932E = 9/3=2+1. Yes, I get that bored.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't like starting MSN convos unless absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;3. Same goes for SMSes.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am damn anal when it comes to people touching my books.&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't really have a favorite color, but if quizzes require me to enter one, I say red, even though I'm not extremely fond of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-5581862892120597467?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5581862892120597467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=5581862892120597467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5581862892120597467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5581862892120597467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/wah-freak-i-feel-like-screaming-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-5388024270042564083</id><published>2009-09-16T17:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:34:47.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Island 09.</title><content type='html'>Okay so on &lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;, we woke up bright and early and met at the airport at 11pm! :) Hahaha my luggage was quite big compared to some people's, like Htoo's. His was like damn small. I think it weighed two kg or something. Okay, exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were hungry so we went to the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; Soup Spoon&lt;/span&gt; in the departure hall to eat! LOVE the mushroom thing. And played poker! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233579923622_1352889250_654259_7771295_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233580003624_1352889250_654261_5366182_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233580203629_1352889250_654266_6703339_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233580283631_1352889250_654268_4735794_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flight there was okay, wasn't feeling great so I just slept heehee. I heard the chicken with potatoes were good though :( I didn't really like the cabin crew because they were all grouchy and unsmiling :( Well, I would be too if I had a plane full of obnoxious teenagers. Haha, the teachers took business class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233580403634_1352889250_654271_1002482_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO CHRISTMAS ISLAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233578603589_1352889250_654228_3070813_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233580763643_1352889250_654280_7783221_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233580883646_1352889250_654283_6177006_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the lodge first. Wow. I was quite shocked. Hahaha when Debra and Desmond said it was clean, I really expected sparkling clean floors and white bright toilets. Um, let's just say I was sorely disappointed. There were insects &lt;i&gt;everywhere!&lt;/i&gt; And the bedsheets weren't white. I'm damn anal about my bedsheet color. Also, the toilet was super dark haha I was quite scared. We went on a tour around the island. The breeze there is so cooling and it has this really rustic charm to it :) Like the life there is really laid-back and relaxing. I can't really remember what we did on Saturday, only that we were really suaku and taking lots of nonsense shots of the beach and everything. Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233582763693_1352889250_654327_7901111_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm quite professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at some &lt;b&gt;Season's Palace&lt;/b&gt; place, the food was okay, I love toufu! :) Played I Have Never to finish the food haha, but not fun sial. No dirty secrets revealed. And I was starting to get irritated at x. Hahaha. His voice is damn irritating. SLAP! :D I'm so bitchy and petty! Teehee! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the lodge and bathed. Wah I was damn scared I left the shower curtain &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; the toilet door wide open. The whole floor was super wet! Um then I played bridge/taidi/weird games with poker cards until 12.30am with Danielle, Mariel and Tricia.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, I was sharing room with Danielle and Hanisah. Our room was okay, not say super squashed or anything. But OMG the guys' room was like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;. They were having um, quintuple sharing, and their room was like one small apartment size. They were like, "Our balcony is bigger than your room." And it really was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disorganized but I just remembered, we went to the Outdoor Cinema to watch &lt;u&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/u&gt;! :D Megan Fox is &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;. But the movie was super boring, at least I bought lots of salted popcorn, yay! :D Oh and the stars in the sky are really beautiful. I admired them with my darling. Pity Heidi wasn't there else we could have done HANKY PANKY HAHAHA KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233578723592_1352889250_654231_3722793_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday:&lt;/b&gt; Woke up at like, 4+ with Hanisah coz she had to eat breakfast early and I'm damn awesome + I love her so I woke up even though I was super shagged.&lt;br /&gt;Went up with her to meet Ash and woke up the whole room! Heehee. Oh then I tried making milo but it was the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;WORST tasting milo&lt;/span&gt; in the whole world. It tasted SOOO bad. More of water than milo, even though I added in like, 8 teaspoons of milo powder! :( I guess I'm just not destined to be a chef.&lt;br /&gt;Oh then we played poker+stupid games with pushups as forfeit all the way till 8am or so HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah I cannot remember what happened on Sunday. I was too shagged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this walk through Territory Day Park for one of our field studies: Plant Communities. Wah, the park says it's for relaxation but it's totally not. It's full of crabs and trees and I totally don't like trees because they have disgusting things like termites and spiders crawling all over them. But I suppose it was quite an eye-opener to see the whole forest floor teeming with creepy crawling things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233584083726_1352889250_654360_2404878_n.jpg" height="300" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was supposed to be at the park, but it was raining so heavily, we moved down to Flying Fish Cove for the barbecue! :) Before that we were playing really funny role playing, hahaha. It was damn funny and I laughed a lot :D Like double dating and trying to seduce people muahxx. Practicing my kewl winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233585203754_1352889250_654387_233798_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW the barbecue was awesome! Maybe it was because I was like, super hungry and starving so I ate the steak (!!!) with much gusto! + I put a lot of sea salt and pepper so it tasted really nice. The sausage was nice too! And I'm weird, but I found cleaning the barbecue pit damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to watch Last House on the Left. It's a horrible show. It's not even up to the standards of a gore movie, and it's so boring + there are nude scenes for NO REASON AT ALL. No wonder the guys all wanted to watch it hahaha. Looked damn excited somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday:&lt;/b&gt; The day of our first (actual) field study! So we woke up bright and early and I wore my Spongebob shirt! I have really lousy memory, so I'm basically referring to the pictures we took, and dredging up the remnants of whatever I can remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first forest we went to (the impact site) was really traumatizing. Perhaps I'm too much of a wimp, but I've never been inside a &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; forest before. Not say Singapore is teeming with them. So anyway, this forest we went into had no path, so we were basically clinging on to whatever plants there were, and making our way down this steep slope. And GOD there were really plants everywhere, and each step you take, you can hear the buzz of the mosquitoes. They were &lt;b&gt;literally&lt;/b&gt; flying in your face. I wonder how Heidi would've reacted, because I myself was cursing and swatting whatever was in front of me. So like, I couldn't really concentrate when doing the survey :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we finally escaped from the torture chamber, we were relatively unscathed, save for a dozen mozzie bites here and there. I even had a tic tac toe one! :) Did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;jumpshots&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233585483761_1352889250_654394_2280866_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233585603764_1352889250_654397_8020549_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the school and took pictures! I like their computer lab a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we returned to the lodge and Danielle and I attempted to be supermodels posing in Mariel's jacket. Wow, I liked her jacket a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233585803769_1352889250_654402_6166944_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233585843770_1352889250_654403_347137_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For dinner, we went to this place called &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;Lucky Ho's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Hahaha, they were all saying it was Mr. Ho's restaurant! The food wasn't as good as the previous two days, and there was some cockup regarding the halal food. However, we did play a much more fun game of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I Have Never&lt;/span&gt;! Most of the food was finished, hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233586163778_1352889250_654411_3536053_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, Danielle, Christine, Andre, Jaryl, Htoo and I played cards! hahaha, it was super funny because we started off with normal games like Cheat and stuff, then we got bored and I suggested the most awesome game ever! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Game rules: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Throw deck of cards in the air and catch one. LOL TO THE MAX RIGHT. I am a wellspring of creative juices. We also played &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Heart Attack&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Hamburger&lt;/span&gt;! But the guys kept winning and they smack really hard. And Chop Chili! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;: Observed seabirds at three areas: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Inland cliff, shore terrace and shore cliff&lt;/span&gt;. I loved the shore cliff, it was really breezy and I got pretty awesome shots of seaspray! I also got lots of seaspray on my face. But not like that's not already ruined. The field study itself was pretty short, and our guide, Nic Dunlop was informative (even though he had like, a forest of chest hair bursting out of his shirt).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233586323782_1352889250_654415_1033440_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lily Beach&lt;/span&gt; was one of the most fun activities throughout the entire trip. Did you know Lily Beach was actually named after a girl who disappeared there (probably drowned or got swept away by the currents) and was never seen again? Anyway, lunch was sandwiches, cookies, passionfruit muffins (SIBEH GOOD!) and lots of&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; wintermelon tea&lt;/span&gt;! Everyone was picking the corals and seaglass from the beach, but I wasn't exactly interesting in them... so I just took two. Which I left in the lodge in the end so... Yeah. We went to play and take pictures there. I was going to take picture of the tide washing in, but then it washed in a bit too much, and my shoes got soaked. I wasn't the only one though! Ash fell into the water, so I was considered a lot drier compared to him. But it was fun, we did &lt;b&gt;rock skipping&lt;/b&gt; and stupid stuff like standing with your back facing the ocean, and not moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233610124377_1352889250_654522_5620526_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233610324382_1352889250_654527_2292817_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233610684391_1352889250_654536_29339_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233611644415_1352889250_654560_4363917_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever tried walking barefoot 50m on corals and stones? Don't. Hurts like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to the school for briefing and stuff, and we took a picture with this peace guy hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233611764418_1352889250_654563_4152537_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was barbecue at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Territory Day Park&lt;/span&gt;. Wow, the night sky was really beautiful. Like there were a bazillion &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;stars&lt;/span&gt; and they were all so bright and mesmerizing. Weird right, I hardly use such positive terms to describe things, but the stars there were really... tres belle. Hanisah and I had a nice talk while lying down and looking at the spectacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, we did lots of cool poses and took pictures of our shadows! :) It's on Tricia's camera though, I think she uploaded them on FB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night, we went &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;Hawk Owl spotting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and we saw one almost immediately! It was very cute. That's all I have to say, because I'm not really an owl or bird person, so cute is already a very good adjective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;: Woke up all excited because we were going to the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;Dales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! From the pictures Chris (the year three with the pretty eyes! :D) showed us, I thought it was going to be really pretty. Breakfast was Nasi Lemak, not bad lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we observed the typical terrace forest environment first. Luckily we didn't have to do the ribbon test, Ash did all the dirty work, hee. Because the soil looked really gross, and who knew what sorts of weird germs might be living in there. Yeah, selfish much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we walked along some boardwalk thing into the spring environment. The soil there was really squishy and stuff, and I accidentally sank my whole foot into it, so my whole bootie (luckily I changed!) was soaked in mud hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked a really long distance to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;Hugh's Dale waterfall&lt;/span&gt;, and when we reached... the fall was pathetically small. But nevertheless, we had lots of fun playing and splashing and pushing! Took pictures with Belinda's phone, the water was cold but sooo refreshing! Saw rainbows in the water, but hardly managed to get a picture of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233612124427_1352889250_654571_3541990_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't bother changing out of the clothes, since we dried off pretty fast at the school under the sunshine! Played bridge too. The lunch was pretty good, because we had curry and you know how much I love curry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we had time after that, they took us to the &lt;b&gt;souvenir shop,&lt;/b&gt; and we had like a whole two hours to shop for stuff to bring back. Got a snowglobe for Mindy, and other stuff for people. I almost paid an extra $1 for this hideous souvenir bag that we already had. Fortunately, the lady at the cashier allowed me to return it. I think if I asked for a refund in Singapore, the sales person would stare at me with the evil eye and tell me no. The stuff at the shop was mad expensive though. One normal shirt for AU$25?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;Supermarket&lt;/span&gt; sold lots of biscuits and sweets! Bought lots back, especially these cool jellybeans with weird flavors like vomit and booger. Then we went out and took lots of pictures with the sunset as the background :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233612284431_1352889250_654575_8287649_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233612404434_1352889250_654578_725621_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233612604439_1352889250_654583_2740653_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233612644440_1352889250_654584_5291221_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233613004449_1352889250_654593_3852692_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;SUPERB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. We went to CIDHS for dinner, and the students taking the culinary module actually cooked for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233613324457_1352889250_654601_8320030_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;drinks&lt;/span&gt;, we had this carbonated fruit punch thing with little fruit bits and mint leaves floating in them. Mad delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233613804469_1352889250_654613_6589477_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Cream of Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;, and they actually presented everything really nicely, with bread and a dollop of cream in the soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233613724467_1352889250_654611_7376429_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main course was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;beef lasagna&lt;/span&gt;, and the cheese was lightly coated with bread crumbs, quite unlike the lasagna we usually eat. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233614164478_1352889250_654622_5155798_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was super nice!!! It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;strawberry mousse&lt;/span&gt; with this caramelized strawberry on top, and there was white chocolate all over it. And I don't even like white chocolate, but it was SUPER GOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233614204479_1352889250_654623_1768231_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;: Took the bus to the beach for beach cleanup, and then we had to alight halfway because the bus couldn't drive us in. Apparently, they hired the wrong bus. So Ms. Lim was like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;"It's only a 15 minute walk!"&lt;/span&gt;. 30 minutes into the forest/jungle/deserted area, we were still in the middle of nowhere. With mosquitoes and whatnot buzzing around. Ah look, a human buffet! Luckily, Lisa came and drove us all the way to the entrance. We had to wait quite a while for the others to reach, so we um started to take &lt;b&gt;jumpshots&lt;/b&gt; and play &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Pepsi Cola&lt;/span&gt;. Naturally. A lot of mosquitoes there though! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233614724492_1352889250_654636_409290_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stairs down to the beach were super high and steep! I'm not normally afraid of heights, but I was scared the stairs would collapse under our (my) weight and cause all of us to hurtle down to our demise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite shocked and sad when I saw the beach. There was rubbish strewn everywhere, and it ranged from &lt;i&gt;slippers&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;toothbrushes&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;hypodermic needles&lt;/i&gt;. I really tried my best to pick up the litter, but it's like, after that two hours you spend, you hardly see much of a difference. The tide just keeps washing in more trash. We spent plenty of time trying to yank this huge bundle of rope and net out of the sand, but ultimately failed :( Oh well, we did try our best, n'est pas? I also found a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;hermit crab&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233615284506_1352889250_654649_6043827_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233615524512_1352889250_654655_593047_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For lunch, we had sandwiches and this lovely iced bun. Didn't take the sandwich since there were lots of veggies in it, but I took two iced buns heh. They were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;. We saw a centipede, Hanisah tried to rockclimb, we carried all the trash back out of the forest. I was super strong okay!!!!! Hahaha, then took the ride back up to the bus. Was really tired and irritated by all the mosquito bites, but come to think of it, I think the beach cleanup was really meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we went to &lt;b&gt;Margaret's Knoll &lt;/b&gt;to spot &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;bats&lt;/span&gt;! Binoculars make me dizzy. But the bats were super cute, and it was funny watching them get tossed around in the wind. The place was really cooling and windy, thanks Danielle for your long sleeve :D After that I got bored and went around taking random pictures, and observed certain people with Christine. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233616124527_1352889250_654669_6285817_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233616324532_1352889250_654672_5278281_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was at the &lt;b&gt;Governor's House&lt;/b&gt;, Malay buffet! Took this walk up the hill from Flying Fish Cove, the sunset was pretty. I took pictures! But not as nice as the ones Daddy takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233628804844_1352889250_654724_1640618_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233629004849_1352889250_654729_4961844_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Hanisah, Mariel, Tricia, Danielle, I) started doing cartwheels and Fabia was helping us video hahaha! So embarrassing. Took a nice Year 4 girls groupshot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233629324857_1352889250_654737_1863414_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was pretty good, especially the desserts, they had this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;chocolate crunchy thing&lt;/span&gt; I have absolutely no idea what it is, but it was heavenly. Aiyah most of the food there was really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and there was a slideshow for the Bird Week people! haha, Andre bird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did our laundry :) Put it in the right machine this time round. The previous time, we put it in the dryer HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday:&lt;/b&gt; Snorkeling day! The breakfast was good because it was roti prata, and I love roti prata. We also had very nice curry puffs that were crunchy and bursting at the brim with um.. curry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Snorkeling&lt;/span&gt; at Flying Fish Cove itself was &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt;. Like, I suppose the high salinity of the water and the extremely cold temperature sort of dampened my spirits since I am a pampered shit with absolutely zero tolerance for stuff like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did the field study with Danielle, it was quite amusing hearing her squeal at times, but I suppose she was pretty brave, considering she's scared of the sea :O Nevertheless, it was a very interesting and unique experience, non? The corals were rather pretty, but after seeing like, 20 minutes worth of them, you get pretty bored. Plus, they're really up close and sometimes you accidentally brush against them and corals aren't exactly smooth and soft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danielle and I kayaked and I promised I would bring her to the end of the world if that was what she wanted. So romantic right? Then we capsized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got out after that, changed, talked. I like talking. Christine is a hermit crab murderer! Okay actually I'm the murderer but then she was the accomplice so we're equally guilty! But then at around noon or so, Andre/Jaryl/Sabrina were like, hey let's go see the something (forgot what it's called) point where the ocean drops into the big unknown and you see lots of pretty fishes. So Hanisah and I were like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;OKAY LOR!&lt;/span&gt; Changed, steeled ourselves and jumped into the water... and weren't allowed to swim to that point. So we went in the opposite direction. We did see lots of pretty fishes still though, but I was rather hoping we would have been able to see that point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changed out again, then it was time for the &lt;i&gt;boat ride&lt;/i&gt;! I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; the boat ride so much, it was super breezy and even though you get lots of sea spray in your face, you don't complain because the scenery and everything is just so pretty. We got to see a shark, and those giant fishes I forgot the names of (told you I have bad memory), but we didn't see any dolphins. Super duper disappointed :( :( :( The only time I ever saw wild dolphins was at Australia and that was eons ago! Still, must be satisfied with what we have! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233630044875_1352889250_654754_4264280_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233630164878_1352889250_654757_4037262_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233630404884_1352889250_654763_6331231_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233630484886_1352889250_654765_7975199_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to the lodge to bathe, then Hanisah, Andre, John and I went to get Htoo's cake! Hahaha we were having a hard time deciding which cake to get, and whether we should get him a present. (we didn't. hee) Hanisah spotted those candles they use in lanterns during Mid-Autumn Festival and we were contemplating whether to use them or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;Fish &amp;amp; Chips&lt;/span&gt;. FREAKING NICE. Like the chips were so salty and the fish didn't have the disgusting smell fishes have sometimes. Mariel, Tricia, Danielle and I took lots of jumpshots, and we also took pictures with these cute angmoh kids we saw. I wanted to take pictures with this very cute boy, but then Htoo grabbed him first and then he got scared so... :( The owner of the store was very nice, he gave us lots of chicken, chips and a tub of ice cream for Htoo's birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233631004899_1352889250_654778_2373856_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233631244905_1352889250_654784_2519774_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233631444910_1352889250_654789_8162397_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233631604914_1352889250_654793_3774075_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233631924922_1352889250_654801_4367851_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233632164928_1352889250_654807_5421402_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went up to do our field study report on the coral reef, but soon gave up because we were just too excited for Htoo's celebration. So Mariel, Danielle and I started playing that awesome game where you think of a person and draw a card. Wow, the stuff that happened can be used for blackmail and it's really embarrassing, so I'm not gonna say anything else about it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then at 12am, we went up again (after going down and pretending to sleep) and woke Htoo up for his cake. Wow I think we were damn nice to him. Uh, ate, camwhored, played werewolf! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;Werewolf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;was super fun, I liked it a lot! I didn't lie at all until the last game but that wasn't counted since um everyone was tired and not thinking properly. Then everyone got tired so we went back to sleep around 4.30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233632364933_1352889250_654811_3243359_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233632604939_1352889250_654817_7699333_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233632764943_1352889250_654821_2376121_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;: Last day :( Had presentation at school, it was okay I suppose. We stuck to our time limit okay! :) I think their library is really nice, because they have all sorts of cool books and it's really cozy there. They have beanbags and nice couches and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;COLOR PENCILS&lt;/span&gt;! Don't know why they're such a big deal haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233633284956_1352889250_654834_4299459_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs257.snc1/10433_1233633404959_1352889250_654837_7479139_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to the lodge to pack :( Took pictures with Danielle outside the lodge. Was feeling super sad because we were leaving so soon. At the airport, we had nice sandwiches. I liked the curry egg one. Also, I bought a very nice pair of Golden Bosun earrings! Mad expensive though. Took more pictures, and I loved the root beer there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checked in our baggages, went into the departure place, a lot of people got their stuff confiscated haha, and Htoo was almost fined! :D We played more werewolf, I like being moderator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the plane, mostly played &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Bridge&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Daidi&lt;/span&gt; with Christine, Andre, Jaryl, John. Then after that we switched to Hearts! Heehee I taught Andre how to play Hearts and I bet he's awesome at it now, because he learnt it from the BEST. Wow I am so full of shit I am going to vomit shit soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached Singapore, ate at BK with Mom, sis and Hanisah, since her family wasn't there yet :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love CI'09!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wow&lt;/i&gt;, 3574 words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I would have a long post for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs277.snc1/10433_1233630644890_1352889250_654769_823109_n.jpg" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thank you for making the trip so fun, Mr. Soh and Ms. Lim!&lt;br /&gt;And all the people who went! Um, Danielle, Hanisah, Mariel, Tricia, Sabrina, Belinda, Fabia, Xitong, Andre, Ash, Htoo, Jaryl, John, Christine, Ethel, Janice, Beverly, Huimin, Jiayi!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-5388024270042564083?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5388024270042564083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=5388024270042564083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5388024270042564083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5388024270042564083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/christmas-island-09.html' title='Christmas Island 09.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7967876275134650741</id><published>2009-09-14T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:52:58.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>I've uploaded the pictures on FB :)&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog another day.&lt;br /&gt;Currently chionging the logbook (although it's not due anytime soon) and probably going through economics later? Oh yeah, have to print out the essay.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared. I don't know what the heck is going on now, but I don't want it to continue. It's too tiresome and I can't be bothered if I'm not even sure of what's going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Don't involve me in your insignificant, bitchy quarrels. It isn't my fight, I'm not going to take sides. Ha, it rhymes. My blog posts have been extremely short, shall compensate with an extra long one in the near future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7967876275134650741?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7967876275134650741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7967876275134650741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7967876275134650741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7967876275134650741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8322314948133817955</id><published>2009-09-13T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:18:14.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of mosquito bites, good food, dirty toilets, captain's ball, beautiful seas and happy times.</title><content type='html'>I loved Christmas Island. I'm really dreading school because I haven't &lt;i&gt;touched&lt;/i&gt; Physics assignment nor studied for math. Like I'm really scared for math, yeah. I didn't do well for my previous test so I had better do well for this one. But polar coordinates is like alien language to me :( Shall start mugging on Tuesday! :D&lt;br /&gt;Doing logbook + uploading stuff on FB. Byezz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8322314948133817955?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8322314948133817955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8322314948133817955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8322314948133817955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8322314948133817955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-mosquito-bites-good-food-dirty.html' title='Of mosquito bites, good food, dirty toilets, captain&apos;s ball, beautiful seas and happy times.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3420438383108431501</id><published>2009-09-10T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:54:31.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wazzup yo.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha Christmas Island is super fun, I don't want to go back to Singapore. There will be lots of quizzes and tests :(&lt;br /&gt;Snorkeling tomorrow! But I really don't want to go back and face all the tests and stuff. Especially Math honors! I am a very confused person when it comes to math.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Hanisah is the center of my universe! :)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT FOR SNORKELING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3420438383108431501?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3420438383108431501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3420438383108431501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3420438383108431501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3420438383108431501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/wazzup-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-6315497012995287153</id><published>2009-09-08T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:14:11.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Island! :) Preview, hahaha.</title><content type='html'>Okay so on &lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;, we woke up bright and early and met at the airport at 11pm! :) Hahaha my luggage was quite big compared to some people's, like Htoo's. His was like damn small. I think it weighed two kg or something. Okay, exaggeration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were hungry so we went to the Soup Spoon in the departure hall to eat! LOVE the mushroom thing. And played poker! :D&lt;br /&gt;Flight there was okay, wasn't feeling great so I just slept heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, went to the lodge. Wow. I was quite shocked. Hahaha when Debra and Desmond said it was clean, I really expected sparkling clean floors and white bright toilets. Um, let's just say I was sorely disappointed. There were insects everywhere! And the bedsheets weren't white. I'm damn anal about my bedsheet color. Also, the toilet was super dark haha I was quite scared. We went on a tour around the island. The breeze there is so cooling and it has this really rustic charm to it :) Like the life there is really laid-back and relaxing. I can't really remember what we did on Saturday, only that we were really suaku and taking lots of nonsense shots of the beach and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at some Season's Palace place, the food was okay, I love toufu! :) Played I Have Never to finish the food haha, but not fun sial. No dirty secrets revealed. And I was starting to get irritated at x. Hahaha. His voice is damn irritating. SLAP! :D I'm so bitchy and petty! Teehee! :)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the lodge and bathed. Wah I was damn scared I left the shower curtain AND the toilet door wide open. The whole floor was super wet! Um then I played bridge/taidi/weird games with poker cards until 12.30am with Danielle, Mariel and Tricia.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, I was sharing room with Danielle and Hanisah. Our room was okay, not say super squashed or anything. But OMG the guys' room was like, WOW. They were having um, quintuple sharing, and their room was like one small apartment size. They were like, "Our balcony is bigger than your room." And it really was. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so disorganized but I just remembered, we went to the Outdoor Cinema to watch &lt;u&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/u&gt;! :D Megan Fox is &lt;font color="red"&gt;(L)&lt;/font&gt;. But the movie was super boring, at least I bought lots of salted popcorn, yay! :D Oh and the stars in the sky are really beautiful. I admired them with my darling. Pity Heidi wasn't there else we could have done HANKY PANKY HAHAHA KIDDING. MISS YOU LOADS HEIDI! REMEMBER MY CUPCAKES (L).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Woke up at like, 4+ with Hanisah coz she had to eat breakfast early and I'm damn awesome + I love her so I woke up even though I was super shagged.&lt;br /&gt;Went up with her to meet Ash and woke up the whole room! Heehee. Oh then I tried making milo but it was the WORST tasting milo in the whole world. It tasted SOOO bad. More of water than milo, even though I added in like, 8 teaspoons of milo powder! :( I guess I'm just not destined to be a chef.&lt;br /&gt;Oh then we played poker+stupid games with pushups as forfeit all the way till 8am or so HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;Aiyah I cannot remember what happened on Sunday. I was too shagged.&lt;br /&gt;We had this walk through Territory Day Park for one of our field studies: Plant Communities. Wah, the park says it's for relaxation but it's totally not. It's full of crabs and trees and I totally don't like trees because they have disgusting things like termites and spiders crawling all over them. But I suppose it was quite an eye-opener to see the whole forest floor teeming with creepy crawling things.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was supposed to be at the park, but it was raining so heavily, we moved down to Flying Fish Cove for the barbecue! :) Before that we were playing really funny role playing, hahaha. It was damn funny and I laughed a lot :D Like double dating and trying to seduce people muahxx. Practicing my kewl winks.&lt;br /&gt;WOW the barbecue was awesome! Maybe it was because I was like, super hungry and starving so I ate the steak (!!!) with much gusto! + I put a lot of sea salt and pepper so it tasted really nice. The sausage was nice too! And I'm weird, but I found cleaning the barbecue pit damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to watch Last House on the Left. It's a horrible show. It's not even up to the standards of a gore movie, and it's so boring + there are nude scenes for NO REASON AT ALL. No wonder the guys all wanted to watch it hahaha. Looked damn excited somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think we need to go off for briefing. We're going to see waterfalls tomorrow! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about it next time! Today we went to play with water and pick shells and corals and all sorts of cool stuff :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-6315497012995287153?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/6315497012995287153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=6315497012995287153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6315497012995287153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6315497012995287153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/christmas-island-preview-hahaha.html' title='Christmas Island! :) Preview, hahaha.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-134847660782002722</id><published>2009-09-04T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T18:02:11.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not happy.</title><content type='html'>The more I think about it, the more upset I get. But it's partially my fault since I didn't have the guts. But I don't think this will go smoothly, come to think of it. Damnit, I wonder if I can do anything about it :(&lt;br /&gt;Shit sometimes I really regret the idiotic choices I make.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Sports meet today. Hanging out with Heidi is always fun! :D We didn't camwhore though...&lt;br /&gt;I thought that um, I really cheered like crazy today :) Schuper enthusiastic. Then again, I suppose the atmosphere does play a part in inciting or killing your spirits. When I saw &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; cheer and act all hyper, I was really disgusted and sickened by the sight. She's just so ugly and totally not in her element. I was bitching like crazy about her hahaha. I think Desmond got damn tired of my constant complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Running!&lt;/b&gt; Ha ha, it was quite exciting watching them run, especially the 100 and 200m races! And the relays, I love watching relays, when people catch up from behind or lose the lead! I thought the Faraday guy who won the 100m C boys event was really fast!&lt;br /&gt;Um I was like rilly rilly rilly nervous for the relays. Scared that I would screw the baton passing and tire out. But everything went relatively well! Hahaha they were all super fast! :) Yay hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Good job to everyone who ran :D&lt;br /&gt;I thought that a lot of people in our school like to talk a lot of cock.&lt;br /&gt;And yay, &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;FARADAY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; won! :) Hahaha next year no more already.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;West Coast Plaza for lunch. Thai Express! Hahaha I always order the same thing. Prawn omelette + Watermelon Lime Freeze! :D Wanted to buy poker cards but the ones they sell at Comics Connection are SO ugly.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Island preparation lesson. It looks really pretty :) Can't wait for tomorrow, even though the excitement was kind of tainted today by a sense of dread. Grah very frustrated now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-134847660782002722?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/134847660782002722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=134847660782002722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/134847660782002722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/134847660782002722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-happy.html' title='Not happy.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4126248315333050380</id><published>2009-09-03T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:21:06.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody makes mistakes;</title><content type='html'>Today, we cleaned our classroom for mentoring. It wasn't exactly fun. Mentoring has been sooo dry nowadays. I remember the fun times when Mr. Teo let us go to the canteen and play some game (hahaha the food, the FOOD! :D) and let us play like blind mice around the school. But now all he does is talk some random stuff in class :( It's no fun anymore. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Then for PE, Ms. Loh wasn't here so Heidi and I went to play SOCCER with Ahmed, Mok and Andre! HAHAHA. Umm. Let's just say soccer is not in my blood, and leave it at that. The details are embarrassing ha.&lt;br /&gt;OR I could lie and say I scored 10 goals and I'm destined to be the next Torres! :D Yeah and they all thought I was so talented at shooting that they begged me to take them in as my disciple. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't know Taiyu could even kick a ball! Ah, life never fails to surprise you at every turn ;) next thing I know, Heidi is actually Einstein's descendent and Hanisah is actually a guy in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Polar Coordinates: Test. Hahaha, I didn't do as badly as expected, but I didn't do well either. Oh well, try harder next time! :) Today I will try to do math assignment as well as my economics presentation! What about Biology? :/ I'm supposed to do it but I have absolutely no idea how to start.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Calculus: Nothing much. I think he teaches way too slowly. And I don't like how he always separates Mok and Ahmed!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Got back test :D I did pretty well hahaha. But must not be complacent! Must work harder and get good grades!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;English: Summative was okay. Didn't do well but didn't do bad either. Based on my expectations, at least. Hahaha I like talking to Heidi, Mok and Ahmed! Always super funny + gossipy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to do homework, ciao! :D I'm feeling damn high and it's probably because I just packed Christmas Island stuff and I'm sooo hyped up and excited! I hope scandalous things happen on Christmas Island. Like Zhi Xin said, "It was the place where Zongxuan got to know YiHui and I got to know Useless!" MUAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4126248315333050380?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4126248315333050380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4126248315333050380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4126248315333050380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4126248315333050380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/everybody-makes-mistakes.html' title='Everybody makes mistakes;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8703925759274394793</id><published>2009-09-02T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:29:46.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanaynay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kz-3bQ4QhPI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kz-3bQ4QhPI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8703925759274394793?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8703925759274394793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8703925759274394793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8703925759274394793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8703925759274394793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/shanaynay.html' title='Shanaynay.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-2352084211561509753</id><published>2009-09-01T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:28:37.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your pretty lies don't mask the truth;</title><content type='html'>I never regret buying Khaled Hosseini's books. &lt;b&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/b&gt; is a really good book :)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to Beach Road to buy Chrizzmas Island stuff! Hahaha it was just the poncho and booties and 3 bottles of spray-on sunblock! Oh and a bandana :D I intend to buy more sunblock and bring two tubes of banana boat just in case though. And aloe vera gel. We tried out the food downstairs coz mommy read about it in some magazine.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Tangs + Isetan. I bought a new Nike bottle! haha the new design :D And um a pair of nike sneakers. I quite like it, it's very plain. AND because it was the private sale, there was like 50% + 12% off so my shoes were only 37$! :)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get immensely irritated when people do things SO last minute. Like for example, in a HYPOTHETICAL instance, when someone brings our project work that the someone was supposed to complete beforehand, to school and whips it out of her bag unfinished. "Oh, I'll complete it before lesson." OR I get very irritated when people who were supposed to print stuff out the day before bring it to school and print. "Oh, my printer wasn't working, I'll print it in the computer lab." Damnit if your printer isn't working, then you should tell your group members to print it right?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm ranting on about this, nothing aggravated me.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's just my imagination but the way she blogs is so bloody show-off and attention grabbing.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Been getting irritated at everything, living or not. DAMN YOU LIGHT, why are you shining at me? GET LOST BOTTLE, you're blue and I don't like blue.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Getting damn irritated at x, I feel I don't know x anymore.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;It's my dad's birthday! I hope we get to eat good food hahaha. Oh I'm gonna show you the card I made for him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/nwn29w.jpg" height="250" width="320"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;My sis got two terrapins! Haha. Their names are Terra and Pin :P Guess who came up with the awesome creative names?&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell which is Terra and which is Pin though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/ndx1z9.jpg" height="250" width="320"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAWAII NEH? Haha but then they'll grow up to be big and smelly then I'll have to slaughter them and make organic turtle soup :( See Terra and Pin, I'm already helping you plan for your future! Enjoy your childhood while you can! :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all. I should do homework or something but I have zero motivation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-2352084211561509753?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2352084211561509753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=2352084211561509753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2352084211561509753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2352084211561509753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-pretty-lies-dont-mask-truth.html' title='Your pretty lies don&apos;t mask the truth;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/nwn29w_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1810383436310690837</id><published>2009-08-31T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:01:26.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We all need to be alone sometimes;</title><content type='html'>I've been very irritable nowadays. I'm sorry to everyone I've been impatient with. Hahaha I hope my big aunt comes before Christmas Island. I miss her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to blog about. My life has been very mundane and uninteresting. :( I wanted to go out today, but of course, things &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; happen. And I think I'm damn freaking evil. I get like, a sense of satisfaction when things don't go right for some people. Of course, it's because they did something to me before that, that's why I think they deserve it. I always have a reason. I'm not that irrational all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I try my best not to show that I'm 兴灾乐祸 (I hope it's the correct one!). Unlike some people, who make it SO DAMNED OBVIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;Wow I'm in damn bad mood today. Need someone to talk to. Don't know who :(&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I love lantern festival. It's like my third favorite festive season after Chinese New Year and Christmas. I get damn excited during lantern festival because I get to play with candles and eat LOTS OF MOONCAKES. I LOVE MOONCAKES. I think the best snow-skin mooncakes come from East Ocean at Lido. Wow. I tell you, the mooncakes are awesome. I can eat 9 at one go. I don't like pomelo though, never understood why people like things that are so sour :(&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teachers' Day celebrations&lt;/b&gt; was okay. Haha I thought the first performance, the one by a year five class was quite funny! :D Especially the crotch grabbing part teehee! The rest of the celebrations was quite dull though :(&lt;br /&gt;Then CP video analysis.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated the coaches' birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nanhua to see some teachers. Ms. Tan, Mrs. Toh, Mrs. Goh, Mdm Teo, Mrs. Tan, Mdm Lee! :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Nanhua's lantern festival celebrations!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wow I'm really damn sian, don't know what to talk about + I don't want to do homework. Shall do my dad's birthday card then.&lt;br /&gt;Byexxzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1810383436310690837?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1810383436310690837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1810383436310690837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1810383436310690837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1810383436310690837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-all-need-to-be-alone-sometimes.html' title='We all need to be alone sometimes;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7023423209286911989</id><published>2009-08-30T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:20:32.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about;</title><content type='html'>I hate jam. I really do :( All kinds of jam, strawberry, raspberry, blueberry, apricot, beehoon, fish, kuehlapis. I hate all sorts of jam. They just taste DISGUSTINGLY sweet and eww. Yuck. I don't like sweet stuff a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, we went to Chua's home for a barbecue. I didn't eat any chicken or sausage or chip because I had a cough :) It was also becaBut my mom doesn't believe me. She thinks I gorged myself silly on all the food just like someone whose name starts with H and ends with a E-I-D-I.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha then Heidi kept getting made fun of! (I don't want to use the word 'suan' here because I don't like it) She's damn funny hahaha. Okay then we played blind mice for a while, but it was just Danielle, Tricia, Heidi, Stanley and I! And um line catching! Now my feet are hurting like crazy coz yesterday I practiced the relays with Sophie on the burning track without &lt;strike&gt;shoes&lt;/strike&gt; slippers and then ran around like a crazed rabid dog without slippers again. God I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay then the guys were playing poker so we didn't have anything to do coz there weren't enough poker. And eventually with enough cajoling we all played blind mice! Hahaha I think the number of times Taiyu and Heidi were blind mice is more than the number of times the rest of us were blind mice.&lt;br /&gt;Um aiyah I cannot remember what happened hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home totally shagged and slept for 11 hours straight! :)&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel very well now though. I hope I don't fall sick for Chrizzmas Island else I'll be emo for the rest of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7023423209286911989?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7023423209286911989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7023423209286911989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7023423209286911989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7023423209286911989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-bet-shes-beautiful-that-girl-he.html' title='I&apos;ll bet she&apos;s beautiful, that girl he talks about;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7227923292922976339</id><published>2009-08-28T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:19:57.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oscars.</title><content type='html'>*I've got freaking bruises all over my legs and on my butt and my shoulders are aching FROM PLAYING THE PIANO and my thighs hurt since Wednesday! :( CRAMPS everywhere!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the prize goes to... (drum roll please)&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha I'm not gonna say anything.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. I can't believe how much x has changed! :O From acting all prim and proper about minor things x deems as flirting... to &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;? Ha ha. Some people obviously have double standards. I'm a bit shocked but I'm not gonna talk much about it. No use right, x will just deny it and act all innocent. Not gonna waste my breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I await &lt;i&gt;breastlessly&lt;/i&gt; for tomorrow. And it's for a couple of reasons, some of which I shall never divulge. But I expect some very aggravating yet amusing circumstances and I shall make my point proven tomorrow. I swear, I can already &lt;b&gt;predict&lt;/b&gt; what's gonna happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was okay, I guess. But I'm like dreading the next week or so because there's like CP, piano (1.5 hours! :O), sports meet.. and we're getting back all our tests! :/ Hahaha at least I did quite well for Physics quiz and practical! But it's not fair coz I'm not allowed to retake my math graded task even though mine is just a borderline 8. GRAH. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay great, 3 matches tomorrow :( And I'll only reach there at what, 7.15 earliest if I take cab? Hope the coach doesn't talk too much cock after the last match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blood Drops on my Guitar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks angry&lt;br /&gt;He takes a knife and he stabs me&lt;br /&gt;Hurts so much, so badly&lt;br /&gt;The discovery that I can't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet he's sorry now&lt;br /&gt;When seven cops arrive&lt;br /&gt;And now for this he's gonna go to prison for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew seems crazy&lt;br /&gt;I laugh coz it's just so funny&lt;br /&gt;I can't even see&lt;br /&gt;Anyone since he stabbed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so insane&lt;br /&gt;He's finally got it right&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows&lt;br /&gt;He's caused me to lose my sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the blood drops on my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me seeing things that are afar&lt;br /&gt;He stabbed me, in my eye&lt;br /&gt;Just because he's a violent guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me&lt;br /&gt;Can he tell that I'm in grief&lt;br /&gt;There he goes, so scarily&lt;br /&gt;I hope he doesn't stab anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She better keep away&lt;br /&gt;Or she will have to pay&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;And hope she doesn't die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the blood drops on my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me seeing things that are afar&lt;br /&gt;He stabbed me, in my eye&lt;br /&gt;Just because he's a violent guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah I should join Universal records as their chief creative director.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7227923292922976339?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7227923292922976339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7227923292922976339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7227923292922976339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7227923292922976339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/oscars.html' title='The Oscars.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7750111377570002495</id><published>2009-08-26T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:42:51.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling light and carefree and bouncy today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sharepointrm.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/release-balloons.jpg" height="200" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling extremely relaxed today. It's 8.30pm and I still haven't studied Chemistry yet. There's something really wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when I have a sore throat because Mommy makes me drink lots of water and I feel so bloated :( Like really a lot of water I can hear it swishing around in my tummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career fair was okay. I'm not very interested in Pharmacy now, because whenever it's mentioned, Guardian and Watsons come to mind :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to blog about, I'm sorry. My life has been very boring. Unless you want to know how my Economics and IR projects are going...&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn addicted to Dungeons and Dragons :( :( :( Where has my interesting life gone to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when lightning flashes. It's so pretty, especially when it streaks through the sky! Right now it's flashing once every 5 seconds. I *think* it's lightning. I mean, can't be like some weird light flashing above me right?&lt;br /&gt;OMG maybe it's a UFO! OH NO. The flashes are becoming brighter and brighter! Aliens are gonna kidnap me and bring me back to their planet to replenish their supply of HUMAN MEAT OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow if I don't come to school you know what happened. Tell them, &lt;i&gt;The aliens got her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee I don't mind taking a ROCKET and flying to outer space!!!!! Then I'll be able to see cool stuff like ummm. Stars? hahaha. And I wanna see whether I can really see the Great Wall of China from outer space! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I digress a lot. okay, bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7750111377570002495?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7750111377570002495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7750111377570002495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7750111377570002495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7750111377570002495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-feeling-light-and-carefree-and.html' title='I&apos;m feeling light and carefree and bouncy today.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-785673771715929597</id><published>2009-08-25T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:18:44.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW I really want to dedicate this to someone.&lt;br /&gt;But, too chicken.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Why Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Hilary Duff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You act like you don't know me {You Think you're going nowhere}&lt;br /&gt;When you see me on the street {When you're walking down the street}&lt;br /&gt;Yo're makin' like I turn you off {Acting like you just don't care}&lt;br /&gt;When I know you think I'm sweet {When life could be so sweet}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't have to be like that {Why you wanna be like that}&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're insecure {As if there's nothing new}&lt;br /&gt;If you say what's on your mind {You're not fooling no one}&lt;br /&gt;I might answer "Sure" {You're not even fooling you}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walk a little slower {So walk a little slower}&lt;br /&gt;And I try to catch your eye {And open up your eyes}&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's so hard to see {Sometimes it's so hard to see}&lt;br /&gt;The good things passing by {The good things passing by}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may never be a sign&lt;br /&gt;No flashing neon light&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' you to make your move&lt;br /&gt;Or when the time is right (so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not (Why not)&lt;br /&gt;take crazy chance&lt;br /&gt;why not (Why not)&lt;br /&gt;do a crazy dance&lt;br /&gt;if you lose the moment&lt;br /&gt;you might lose a lot&lt;br /&gt;so why not why not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(why not take a crazy chance, why not take a crazy chance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always dress in yellow&lt;br /&gt;when you wanna dress in gold&lt;br /&gt;instead of listenin' to your heart&lt;br /&gt;you do just what you're told&lt;br /&gt;if you keep waiting where you are&lt;br /&gt;oh what you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;so let's just get into your car,&lt;br /&gt;and go baby go! (so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not (Why not)&lt;br /&gt;take crazy chance&lt;br /&gt;why not (Why not)&lt;br /&gt;do a crazy dance&lt;br /&gt;if you lose the moment&lt;br /&gt;you might lose a lot&lt;br /&gt;so why not why not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh!I could be the one for you&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeah! yes maybe no&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh!! It could be the thing to do&lt;br /&gt;all I'm sayin is you gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yaya yaya yayaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never get to heaven&lt;br /&gt;or even to LA&lt;br /&gt;if you don't beleive there's a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(why not take a star from the sky&lt;br /&gt;why not spread your wings and fly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! It might take a little&lt;br /&gt;and it might take alot&lt;br /&gt;But why not why not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not&lt;br /&gt;(take crazy chance)&lt;br /&gt;take crazy chance&lt;br /&gt;why not&lt;br /&gt;(do a crazy dance)&lt;br /&gt;do a crazy dance&lt;br /&gt;if you lose the moment&lt;br /&gt;you might lose a lot&lt;br /&gt;so why not why not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-785673771715929597?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/785673771715929597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=785673771715929597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/785673771715929597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/785673771715929597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-i-really-want-to-dedicate-this-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-2993257047524849177</id><published>2009-08-25T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:05:32.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Tuesday, I am fading;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://aieise.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/mean-girls.jpg" height="300" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it, when people who aren't even your close friends pass judgment?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you have &lt;b&gt;any&lt;/b&gt; right to belittle me, or to accuse me of something I might not even do, or something I did not do yet. Don't think you can read me like an open book babe. Far from it. Don't jump to bloody conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;You know, I know I am not in the position to criticize people who are not my close friends. I do, though. BUT even so, I'm not tactless enough to say it &lt;u&gt;in their faces&lt;/u&gt;. You know, some people think &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; highly of themselves, they don't even notice when they've made this huge slip. They just carry on in their brainless stupid self-centered world like nothing ever happened. I don't understand how they can actually think they're all sweet and saccharine. I think they should develop some sense to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;watch their bloody trap&lt;/span&gt; before they speak.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because they're too damn sheltered and pampered to think about the feelings of others, so they don't give a damned hoot about how others may feel when unkind words come out of their dirty mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Moving on, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today was relatively fine :) All we did was go through worksheets and practical. I think I did rather well for my practical, I must say. By my extremely low standards, of course. Speaking of Chemistry, I really should start studying for the test. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;Break = Spicy Chicken.&lt;/span&gt; That's been my routine for what, three weeks? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Polar Coordinates. &lt;/i&gt;I hope Mr. Teo accidentally tosses all our test papers into the fireplace or something. Or feeds it to the dog. I dread getting it back :/ Was okay, didn't do much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHINESE OH MY SKY.&lt;/b&gt; I lost 5 marks for the test already HAHAHA. I hope people don't discuss it though, because 405/406 haven't taken it yet. I'll be quite pissed if the questions were leaked out, solely because I'm gonna do badly and I want people to DIE with me muahaha. Like I'm seriously gonna get less than 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Economics was boring as usual.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think the only interesting lesson I've ever had for Econs was the Vivo City trip. I doubt I'm gonna continue next year though, it's too time consuming and I don't see any point in taking it since the job of boring the hell out of me has already been taken up by Biology and Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; Oh dear. I'm quite confused by some of the physics things. As in, I can understand it once I see the answer, but without the answer I get stuck sometimes :/ And as you know, exam papers rarely come with the answer key attached nowadays right? :( I thought the quiz was &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, off to explore the interesting world of Chemistry and Euler's Theorem. Ah the excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-2993257047524849177?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2993257047524849177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=2993257047524849177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2993257047524849177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2993257047524849177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-tuesday-i-am-fading.html' title='On a Tuesday, I am fading;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3063333800403704367</id><published>2009-08-24T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:49:11.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary,</title><content type='html'>Look at my fracking facebook and blogger. Internet is severely screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/anoa50.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2j0la2v.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="280" height="170"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3I3hdK9sjGk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3I3hdK9sjGk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="280" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my friends! Please play &lt;b&gt;Dungeons &amp; Dragons&lt;/b&gt; and BUFF ME MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Heidi is the bearer of the lamest jokes in the world. Let me show you what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do you annoy Lady Gaga?&lt;br /&gt;A: (highlight!) &lt;font color="white"&gt;Poke-her face.&lt;/font&gt; GEDDIT?! SUPER LAME RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is Lady Gaga's name?&lt;br /&gt;A: (highlight) &lt;font color="white"&gt;Razzi.&lt;/font&gt; I hope you get it hahaha. Freaking lame lah she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molecular genetics, BLAH. Got pissed coz we kept getting held back. Did okay for the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: Muahaha Wu Jiong not here! I didn't do my newspaper article thing though. I hope he doesn't mind me handing it in on Thursday or something. And I haven't done my sui bi for like, one month? Oopsie. Can't wait for O-levels to come and then I'll never have to touch Chinese again! Unless I fail. Freak. Please let me pass please please pretty pretty please with a million cherries on top.&lt;br /&gt;Math: I think WL was in a bad mood! He separated Mok and Ahmed hahaha. Coz he was jealous of Mok giving Ahmed attention! :) Wah I think we better move away from Mok also else he will deduct marks from our calculus tests and exams! NO WONDER I GOT SO #(*$&amp;@( LOW FOR MY CALC TEST D: Biased sial. And jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Art: I &lt;i&gt;skipped&lt;/i&gt; it for canoe polo.&lt;br /&gt;Which was okay, I guess. I love playing 20 questions with Mariel, coz we end up asking all sorts of weird sick stuff and it's really fun and I don't mind telling her stuff. Like, some things I'm not comfortable telling some people coz they're bloody judgmental and we just cannot click in this area hahaha. I feel very comfortable saying stuff like, "I need to shit/ I need to scratch my ass." to people like Heidi, Debra and Mariel. Heehee. I think Hanisah will give me the "ERRR." look. But she won't judge me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really have to study Chinese. Bye. And I haven't even touched physics. Oh dear Cheryl. GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3063333800403704367?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3063333800403704367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3063333800403704367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3063333800403704367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3063333800403704367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary,'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/anoa50_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-5566141172167193149</id><published>2009-08-23T11:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:03:07.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped.</title><content type='html'>Update: The way my mother's mind works never fails to amaze me. No wonder some men like to hit their wives. The women just nag incessantly and pick on your flaws one way or another, provoked or not. I was sitting in my room, doing my math IR and minding my own business. She was mad at my sister for her inability to comprehend and write basic Chinese, but she had to stop abusing Mindy with her litany of insults since it was late (by her standards). With no one else to verbally abuse, she turned her attention to me and started scolding me for a variety of reasons, including how I never (note: never) help with the housework and how I would rather do "other things" than help my sister. This morning, I folded the laundry. I do the dishes. But no, she claims I never do the housework. And I was doing my IR for goodness sake, not sitting in some corner wanking like an idiot or something. Sheesh. Granted, I'm blogging here but that's only coz I'm too damn frustrated at her random outbursts.&lt;br /&gt;Women, you can never fully work them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read a book, entitled Trapped by Jill Peters. It's about this woman who's stuck in a controlling, abusive relationship with her husband. I got so worked up over the husband's freaking personality and her mother's inability to sense something wrong in her daughter's life that I felt like tearing the book up.&lt;br /&gt;When we read books of such abuse, we always ask ourselves why the woman can't just get out of the relationship. Then we start judging her and saying, she must enjoy it or she deserves it some way or another. The thing is, we can't really pass judgment. Some of these women may come from perfectly normal families, and can stand up for themselves. I think that since we haven't experienced such things, we are not qualified to pass judgment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="brown"&gt;Jo-Jo: "Why didn't you tell me?"&lt;br /&gt;Carly: "Would you have believed me?"&lt;br /&gt;Jo-Jo: "I might have, eventually, if you'd tried hard enough. Why did you stay with him? If Ed ever laid a finger on me I'd walk out of the door and never look back."&lt;br /&gt;Carly: "No, you wouldn't."&lt;br /&gt;Jo-Jo: "I would."&lt;br /&gt;Carly: "No, you'd want to know &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; he hit you. You'd fight for your marriage, as I did, because you love him. Then you'd get in so deep you wouldn't be able to get out. If Ed were anything like Oliver, which thank God he isn't, he wouldn't let you leave. It's far more complicated than you might have imagine, far too difficult to explain, Jo-Jo. You'll just have to take my word for it."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hello molecular genetics.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the book, but I got sooo irritated at my dad this morning when he told me to fold the laundry while he planted his lazy ass on the sofa and started watching the TV. Talk about the epitome of double standards. And fking male chauvinist pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Orphan yesterday. I think it's quite a good show, like lots of suspense and scary popping out parts. Damn disturbing too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-5566141172167193149?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5566141172167193149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=5566141172167193149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5566141172167193149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5566141172167193149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/trapped.html' title='Trapped.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3918674870479669218</id><published>2009-08-22T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T09:48:52.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. I am FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8.45, went to run just THREE KILOMETERS HAHAHA. Then I felt hungry and came upstairs to eat. :(&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'll never be able to be a health freak.&lt;br /&gt;My parents, on the other hand, have been running since 815 and they still aren't back yet. Oh, joy.&lt;br /&gt;SAMC later! Who wants to watch ORPHAN HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3918674870479669218?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3918674870479669218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3918674870479669218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3918674870479669218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3918674870479669218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4193260640503698060</id><published>2009-08-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:46:11.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>YAY signed up for the Standard Chartered run already. HELLO EXERCISE:D Gonna wake up early tomorrow to run yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polar Coordinates test was SHIT. I hate my calculator. Almost cried while doing the calculator section coz I was panicking like crazy and didn't know how to do. I thought the non-calculator section was much much easier. Like, at least I could do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4193260640503698060?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4193260640503698060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4193260640503698060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4193260640503698060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4193260640503698060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-9148277668330128587</id><published>2009-08-20T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:28:52.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having the time of your life;</title><content type='html'>Blogger's screwing up big time. Luckily, my HTML pwns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cardboardlove.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really irritable nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait for next Thursday to be over. No more Physics quiz, no more Chemistry test, no more Polar Coordinates test. Hooray. Quite worried for Physics quiz though, I'm scared I can't remember the formulas :/ I wonder if formula sheet will be provided HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Did okay for math test. Not up to my expectations though :(&lt;br /&gt;Yay for Chemistry quiz, though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Of course, there's lots to do. Study polar coordinates, do IR (SHIT I don't dare to open Mr Wang's email. I'll do so after physics test on Tuesday? Or on Saturday morning hahaha. After polar coordinates! shouldn't take that long though, just need to prove a little itsy bit more, and write everything out nicely! :)&lt;br /&gt;Then study for physics and chem grah. I hate studying. Thing is, we're learning so many things that we'll probably NEVER need in our life. Who the heck wants to know what type of limacon the graph is? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-9148277668330128587?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/9148277668330128587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=9148277668330128587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/9148277668330128587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/9148277668330128587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/having-time-of-your-life.html' title='Having the time of your life;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-2964452878186197815</id><published>2009-08-19T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:48:03.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't want to hurt anymore;</title><content type='html'>I love this picture a lot. It evokes a sense of calm whenever I'm feeling extremely hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2hdmv7a.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy took the picture with his SLR. I think it's quite nice for someone as amateurish as my dad. Maybe I'll paint it sometime in September, after I go to Art Friend to buy more canvases. No experience in painting sand, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-2964452878186197815?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2964452878186197815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=2964452878186197815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2964452878186197815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2964452878186197815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-want-to-hurt-anymore.html' title='Don&apos;t want to hurt anymore;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/2hdmv7a_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1571402592885476235</id><published>2009-08-19T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:05:54.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a look at me now;</title><content type='html'>I hope there is an exact date for the Vietnam trip so that I can sign up for my Standard Chartered marathon! Super excited. Once I sign up I will run 4km thrice weekly! Or even more! Then I will slowly increase the distance to 10km, yay! :D But I must SIGN UP for the marathon first else I will have zero motivation :( If I CMI for the thing, maybe I'll sign up for another date's marathon?&lt;br /&gt;I really have to study Polar Coordinates now! D: &lt;br /&gt;I (L) shaker fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but this song is stuck in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crush - Mandy Moore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh, yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh (uhhuh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know everything that I'm afraid of&lt;br /&gt;You do everything I wish I did&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants you, everybody loves you&lt;br /&gt;I know I should tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone would disappear&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you call me, I'm too scared to be me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm too shy to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I got a crush on you (crush on you)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel the way that I do&lt;br /&gt;I get a rush when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I've got a crush on you, a crush on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm the one that you can talk to&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you tell me things that I don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hold you&lt;br /&gt;You say exactly how you feel about her&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, could you ever think of me that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I wish I could tell somebody&lt;br /&gt;But there's no one to talk to&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows I've got a crush on you&lt;br /&gt;A crush on you, I got a crush (hey, hey yeah)(I got a crush on you)&lt;br /&gt;You say everything that no one says&lt;br /&gt;I feel everything that you're afraid to feel&lt;br /&gt;I will always want you, I will always love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1571402592885476235?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1571402592885476235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1571402592885476235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1571402592885476235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1571402592885476235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-look-at-me-now.html' title='Take a look at me now;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4771281967797418281</id><published>2009-08-18T18:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:56:32.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Countries!</title><content type='html'>http://entertainment.sg.msn.com/Celebrity-Gossip/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3534235&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna pray real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tag replies;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmed: That's because you must have skillz like me to carry it out like a pro!&lt;br /&gt;Heidi: OMG quick get the marathons, I wanna runnn.&lt;br /&gt;Timothy: You don't seem like a "cardboard is cute" person.&lt;br /&gt;Mariel: I hate MG I HATE MG I HATE MG.&lt;br /&gt;Debra: Hi Debra! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am very bored, and totally distracted from polar coordinates and calculus, I'm gonna blog a long post today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;America&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Disneyland! What can I say, I'm young at heart. + Disneyland has lots of cute babies and I love cute babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/verk1e.jpg" height="200" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Universal Studios! I heart it more than Disneyland becoz it has cooler stuff. Like the Simpsons! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2yjug02.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cute kids. (the one on the left, not right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/jg38fb.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SNO! :D (it's on the bottom right hand corner HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/11ch2f8.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Japan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Home of Hello Kitty, Hana Yori Dango and ... hentai? (I couldn't think of anything else that started with 'h'.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://thegeekwithin.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/hanayoridangofinal.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Best food in the world! Sashimi, ramen, kurobuta, dango, soft ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2j607qg.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Great SNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/261kt35.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Onsen! (heehee naykid women with their boobies hanging low.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.accessjapan.co.uk/newlookimages/onsen/UbayuOnsenYamagata800.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Clean like freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.winknews.com/images/clean_sparkling_toilet.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Thailand&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Damn freaking nice beaches. Not bad right, water damn blue. But very murky hahaha. Just that you can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/hrbj41.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. And hotels! Must not forget the hotels. In California, I had to stay in a 2 star motel and it was damn scary at night like Bates Motel did anyone watch Psycho by Alfred Hitchcock? Damn frightening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/28r1gk7.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SHOPPING!!!!! AHH I love shopping in Hong Kong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. FOOD! OMG okay now I'm stuck between Hong Kong and Japan for food. Hong Kong has tang yuan, dim sum, steamed milk, porridge, nice desserts... Wow I'm salivating. Oh Mommy made bird's nest today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1275/913121304_62ee0f2639.jpg" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The fact that no matter how much you eat, you won't gain weight because you walk all the carbs and calories away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ocean Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2mwtus0.jpg" height="200" width="130"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I can concentrate on studying now, bye bye! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4771281967797418281?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4771281967797418281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4771281967797418281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4771281967797418281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4771281967797418281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-favorite-countries.html' title='My Favorite Countries!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/verk1e_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8698130643437077749</id><published>2009-08-17T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:05:54.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Monday, I am waiting.</title><content type='html'>Okay, today I read Seventeen (thanks Hanisah!)&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt many useful tips on how to &lt;i&gt;flirt&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am generous and benevolent, I will impart these lifesaving techniques that I read to you. Be prepared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay very close to the person and only break contact to look at the person's lips.&lt;br /&gt;2. Save your number in the person's phone under "text to find out! ;-)"&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell the person to "wear the blue shirt coz it makes your arms look hot."&lt;br /&gt;4. Bump into the person and say, "Oops I'm only a klutz around cute people."&lt;br /&gt;5. Ask the person out spontaneously.&lt;br /&gt;6. Message the person "Hey, what you doing?" When the person replies, say "Oops, wrong person. But anyway, what ARE you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;7. Walk past the person and check the person out, then give the person a smile and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;8. Let the person catch you looking at him/her, then give the person a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA DESPO MUCH? We were testing it out during lunch hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I thought Art today was quite fun, actually. Only my skeletons look damn scary hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay math, bye bye. So late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8698130643437077749?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8698130643437077749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8698130643437077749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8698130643437077749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8698130643437077749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-monday-i-am-waiting.html' title='On a Monday, I am waiting.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-801700171553222225</id><published>2009-08-16T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:47:46.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirky tendencies and bizarre mannerisms.</title><content type='html'>I just wasted 5 hours of my life studying molecular genetics. 5 HOURS FOR A BLOODY 10 MARK QUIZ. How pathetic can I get? At least I don't have to make revision notes when the exams come.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty worried about Physics quiz (or is it a test? I hope it's a quiz) but it's 3 days later, I'm not gonna worry. Besides, I think physics has been pretty manageable so far. I'll just revise the formulas and stuff a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Polar coordinates - uh oh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-801700171553222225?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/801700171553222225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=801700171553222225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/801700171553222225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/801700171553222225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/quirky-tendencies-and-bizarre.html' title='Quirky tendencies and bizarre mannerisms.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-987242686612270210</id><published>2009-08-13T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:51:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really love Native American jewelry a lot. Haha you can buy for my birthday, it's coming sial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an incredibly spoilt, selfish person. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must do homework. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-987242686612270210?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/987242686612270210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=987242686612270210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/987242686612270210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/987242686612270210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-incredibly-spoilt-selfish-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-2384999651912171491</id><published>2009-08-12T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:33:29.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scandals.</title><content type='html'>*I really should stop this weird habit of talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;My dad just walked in and gave me this suspicious stare. &lt;font color="grey"&gt;"Who were you talking to?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twenties Girl by Sophie Kinsella&lt;/b&gt; is a very nice book. Please read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something seriously wrong with my blogger. It's this mess of html and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school has become much more interesting nowadays, babes. Yes, you with the beautiful smile and gorgeous eyes and alluring personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha I bet _ wanted to say amazing boobs. WAH I am damn horrid. I really should be concentrating on Calculus. I am freaking inefficient today. Like, not even doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay tomorrow, Chem worksheet, finish up the proof (OMG for a moment I forgot how to spell it) for IR (should be able to!), start on Economics and Molecular Genetics presentation (already did a bit.)&lt;br /&gt;Have CP till like 6 though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate my MSN. Have been unable to reply to most messages :(&lt;br /&gt;Wah I have a lot of smiley faces here! Okay fine 2 only. But you know, I'm normally jovial and bubbly. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying my best lately not to offend anyone but oh well. PHAIL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-2384999651912171491?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2384999651912171491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=2384999651912171491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2384999651912171491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2384999651912171491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/twenties-girl-by-sophie-kinsella-is.html' title='Scandals.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-6713208718003414951</id><published>2009-08-11T17:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:19:12.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undead and Unwelcome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.cardboardlove.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/28knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cardboardlove.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/26musicbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO THE CHRISTMAS ISLAND LODGE LOOKS DAMN SCARY AND OLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="grey"&gt;"Situated in Poon Saan, Christmas Island Lodge provides &lt;u&gt;motel style&lt;/u&gt; accommodation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn spoilt hahahaha. But... aiyah. Shouldn't be as bad as that time in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It hurts whenever I look at you, but I have to pretend that it doesn't affect me at all. It feels as though my heart is shredded into a million little pieces, yet you never seem to notice a thing. How can I make you notice me? XXX&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for an emo post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really don't know what to do. Each time I gather up strength to talk to you, my courage fails me. I can't live like this anymore, I need you. You are my air, my water, my light. How can I make you mine?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, that's bordering on being psychotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me try my hand one more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's heartrending to watch you and your girlfriend walk past me laughing and smiling, oblivious to the rest of the world. Can't you see how much I love you? Why are you so blinded by her beauty, you fail to notice she's a vixen?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, too bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really don't know what to do. It's so confusing and everything is passing by in a blur. I can't concentrate during classes and all I think about is you. I don't know what to do with all these alien emotions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaay like I have attention deficit disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not good at writing those &lt;b&gt;emo, mysterious&lt;/b&gt; posts :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yesterday I went to Lido to watch Up in 3D with my sis! Wow I think it's a really good movie, but then again Pixar movies are always good :D Especially Cars and Wall.E! :D But like within the first 5 minutes I started crying and I couldn't stop for the next ten minutes because I kept thinking about the prelude. WAH sad like siao. And I cried like a baby during the part when he saw the album with all the wedding pictures, and the "thanks for the adventure, go and have a new one!" OMG I was sobbing like crazy I think the woman next to me was damn disturbed. Then when we went to meet parents at Coffee Connoisseur, I told them the story and started crying again hahaha. I get very emotional when it comes to movies.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, go try the cakes at Coffee Connoisseur, very good!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ion, had Hokkaido Soft Ice Cream very nice :D But very expensive also, 5 bucks!!!! :O But it's very good :) I don't find Ion a big deal though.&lt;br /&gt;Kinokuniya - 20% off storewide! Went on a book buying spree. If I had to choose between buying books or clothes, I would choose the former. I guess that's because I'm an intellect. (shoves at glasses um, &lt;i&gt;intellectually&lt;/i&gt;) Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... Chemistry. Blah. Oh Winston is a bloody asshole ha.&lt;br /&gt;Math, Chinese. Oh I studied my chinese super last minute! But managed to write all the words :)&lt;br /&gt;Econs, yay for test! Luckily my teacher is Ms. Wee coz according to Mariel, her teacher marks damn strict. But maybe it's just because our class has better students HAHAHA. Excited about the project!&lt;br /&gt;Physics - nothing much. Oh lots of gossip hahaha. I'm damn grossed out like srsly ewwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am bored. Let me try to type like an NSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i go out wif friend play game ... arcade hahas. but den dere got no space so me n dardar go cafe eat lors. hahas. i muz say the food dere is not bad !! den we go catch the movie at night, wah not bad man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I'm just typing like ... ehem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-6713208718003414951?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/6713208718003414951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=6713208718003414951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6713208718003414951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6713208718003414951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/undead-and-unwelcome.html' title='Undead and Unwelcome.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-5171263972419285034</id><published>2009-08-10T10:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:51:24.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All this time you were pretending, so much for my happy ending;</title><content type='html'>*I really think some people are DAMN thick skinned.&lt;br /&gt;Realized I still get very touchy about some subjects. But I'm really grossed out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought yesterday's National Day Parade was the best I've ever watched. It's a lot livelier, funnier and more vibrant than before :) Not bad, not bad. I missed out the pole dancers part though :(&lt;br /&gt;During the pledge moment, I stood up proudly and said the pledge! :D Then I could hear everyone in my condo say. Like srsly it was really loud. Wah then the president didn't sing the national anthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol.&lt;br /&gt;OMG FREAKING FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the next Asian Avreel Lah-Veen. WAAAAH FREAK I LAUGHED LIKE CRAZY. Can't seem to find the video online though :( Hahaha then the Nong Nong Ago guy also appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay gonna watch Up at Lido later! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-5171263972419285034?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5171263972419285034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=5171263972419285034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5171263972419285034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5171263972419285034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-this-time-you-were-pretending-so.html' title='All this time you were pretending, so much for my happy ending;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8386880632915697822</id><published>2009-08-09T09:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:56:29.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gem in the ocean;</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;HAPPY 44TH BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;lll&lt;/font&gt;/\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;llll&lt;/font&gt;&gt;    Does this look like a star???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;l&lt;/font&gt;/ ^ \&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I don't think so :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Singapore, even though I constantly complain about how boring you are, and how ungracious your children may be, I am very grateful for all the things you've provided. The education, security and comfort are luxuries I will never take for granted, and I know I'm very fortunate to be living here! I will always love yooooooh. Even though I may migrate to other countries but I'll always be a Singaporean :) I'll take up PR in other countries yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEIDI IT'S STILL NOT ON FB! D: Okay I should do evolution and molecular genetics assignment now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8386880632915697822?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8386880632915697822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8386880632915697822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8386880632915697822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8386880632915697822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/gem-in-ocean.html' title='A gem in the ocean;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1865824733767830440</id><published>2009-08-08T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:42:03.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush my darling, don't you cry;</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sleepover!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee very fun! Okay National Day celebrations were &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt;. Our school's gift was damn cheapskate haha, but better than nothing so I shall not complain. I'm starting to feel that my mentor is having this very heck-care attitude with our class. And although I don't blame him for it, after all the shit that has happened (thanks Winston), I don't think some things he says are very appropriate. Like, it can be quite... un-mentorish haha.&lt;br /&gt;The celebration started off with some speech I think. Then it was "Don't forget the Lyrics". Super lame, coz like all the houses got everything correct in the first round. But the Keat Mun thing wasn't fair lor! D: Then they had some song singing thing. WAH I CANNOT (IN HEIDI LANGUAGE) TANK HER. OMG she's freaking disgusting and the way she carries herself and acts is so... low class and disturbing. She was jumping about and doing all sorts of weird actions and being freaking high but no one wanted to accompany her hahaha. And like whenever she jumped you could see all the fats bulging out of her jeans freak damn gross.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then during potluck damn funny only got two bottles of drinks and Zongxuan's fruit cocktail thing which is damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme digress. I freaking cannot stand Electrico. It's my fault for reading the trashy Newpaper, but HOW DARE THEY GO AND STEP ON LIVERPOOL JERSEY. They're all like, "How can Singaporeans support Liverpool and not the Singapore national team." Why, I guess that's because Liverpool is 30944597341x better than our national team? And it's not very fair to compare between supporting a club and a nation right? Obviously if Singapore plays against England or something we would support Singapore. At least I would :P But they are damn suck they are complaining how Singaporeans don't support local bands also. You know why, Electrico? COZ YOUR MUSIC AND SONGWRITING SKILLS SUCK TO THE CORE HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay moving on, after English summative (weird questions :O) Heidi, Debra and I went to Vivo! Hahaha some people got scolded for climbing over the school gate, Heidi and I were damn lucky coz we were about to climb. Then 188-ed to Vivo, wah we got super distracted. First we went to Macs to eat SHAKER FRIES WHICH ARE TOTALLY AWESOME (L) THANKS CHUA FOR INTRODUCING ME TO IT. Talked a lot of nonsense also! I love MacDonald's garlic chili. Okay next time someone please accompany me to eat KFC's new chicken drumlet thingy. WAH I'm damn pig.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then we went to Watsons to buy face mask! Debra and Heidi bought, I watched. Lots of variety. They also have breast firming masks I wanted to buy but Heidi seemed skeptical :( And then we went to the Body Shop and were damn cheapskate, keep trying their samples hahaha. I applied on my entire arm!&lt;br /&gt;Okay then we went to minitoons and pull and bear coz we were distracted. Finally went to Giant. Oh, there's this shop near Giant that sells damn awesome chocolate coated marshmallows!&lt;br /&gt;We bought microwavable popcorn, ice cream, coke, Lindt Swiss thins, maggie mee, spiced pork cubes etc. But like, total 30.90 coz the chocolate was like, 12$++?!&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT, cabbed to Heidi's house. Her house looks like a resort!&lt;br /&gt;Wah I tell you when you go to Heidi's house you better wear more clothes. Her brothers are DAMN scary sometimes. Like Debra and I just went into Heidi's room, then one of them suddenly come in and started talking like crazy then he will pounce on you and hug you and he likes to touch you. Hahaha beware!!!! But quite cute lah :D&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming, spent most of the time swimming away from Heidi's scary brother. Oh and we took lots of funny pictures. Very scandalous, cannot post on FB ha. Wah but we were damn funny hahaha. Laughed a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Oh then we went up but were locked out of her house! So we went back down to the shallower pool and took lots of weird pictures. Then Heidi's nice neighbor brought the keys down for us (coz her mom rushed back to pass the keys to us!) so we could go back and bathe! Then had dinner (and donuts I'm sorry I ate both the chocolate ones Debra!) I like the steamed egg a lot. And the pork ha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played lots of piano! And um Heidi was trying to rip Mean Girls into her thumbdrive so Debra and I made popcorn and ice cream floats! Fun much. The popcorn was super fragrant, lots of butter oozing out also :P&lt;br /&gt;Finally gave up on the movie, so we did stupid things on the laptop like um, 'He's flirting with me!' and 'Am I not important to you anymore?' and 'Wah change gf so fast ah' or something along those lines. We also talked a lot about our uhm, traumatizing past experiences and I'm quite shocked by how much some people can change! A lot of dirty secrets were leaked also hahaha but I think Heidi benefited the most coz she's damn uninformed. Wah we talked damn a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And "HAHA *gasp* HAHA *gasp*". We really talked like crazy, like cannot run out of things to talk about. Very fun, I think I told them a lot of things that I've never told anyone before, or only Hanisah and Danielle know. Very scandalized hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh then we went to put on mask and apply nail polish! Super bimbo or what? I think I can be a manicurist when I grow up (proud). Oh but I accidentally spilled the nail polish remover on the floor ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we camwhored a lot as well. Lots of very dumb pictures and poses! Like some parts I look like drunkard, or Heidi looks damn weird, or Debra will be looking somewhere else hehe. &lt;br /&gt;We slept at 4+ I think! Woke up at 7 coz it was damn bright, but then managed to go back to sleep. I dreamt that we had to give Bryan (Tay) a makeover coz he was asking us for help. He was wearing this totally hideous ensemble of a tuxedo jacket, a polo tee, a ah-lian tie (you know those short ones?) and bermudas wah damn disgusting. hahaha don't know why I remember it though!&lt;br /&gt;Finally dragged ourselves out of bed at 10, then we cooked maggie mee and had spiced pork cubes for breakfast! Actually I didn't cook at all, I was watching Ben 10 Alien Force ha. Oh then we went back and talked even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this sleepover very fun yay Heidi must organize another one kayzzxxx. &lt;br /&gt;And post the pictures on FB please!&lt;br /&gt;This post is damn long. Sorry for any grammatical errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister got a new phone! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1865824733767830440?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1865824733767830440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1865824733767830440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1865824733767830440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1865824733767830440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/hush-my-darling-dont-you-cry.html' title='Hush my darling, don&apos;t you cry;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3305149085425318826</id><published>2009-08-06T19:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:18:46.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovering something that doesn't exist, or giving a monkey a shower.</title><content type='html'>I really cannot stand her. I'm not going to say I hate her because she'll use it against me when she brings me to court for all my heinous crimes like not making my bed or taking too long to shower. BUT SHE IS BEING A TOTAL ASSHOLE. AND FUCKING BIASED. Whenever my sister does some shit, she's forgiven in three minutes. I need three days to even get her to fucking talk to me. And she fucking compares me with other people all the time. Screw you. I can compare you with other people's mothers also right. You think you're that great?&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand her. She's damn anal and unforgiving. It's not as if she's never committed a mistake before. When she does that, we're expected to keep silent. When we do something wrong, even if it's for the first time, she'll scream and nag and all the rubbish shit words come out of her smelly mouth she disgusts me. I'm just gonna bloody ignore her, I hate it when people freaking take their temper out on me. If I apologize for something and you don't accept it, fine with me you unforgiving shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;THIS MIDNIGHT, IF YOU WAKE UP AT 12:34:56 AM, YOU REALIZE THAT YOU WILL BE AWAKE AT A VERY COOL MOMENT.&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL BE 12:34:56 07/08/09. HAHAHA COOL RIGHT??!?!?!?!?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH I'M DAMN EXCITED FOR TOMORROW. CAN'T WAIT FOR ENGLISH SUMMATIVE TO BE OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I don't feel like swimming though. But so exciting! We will go to Vivo and buy all the stuff super excited!!!!!!!! I keep using the word excited ha.&lt;br /&gt;Debra, what did you pack? Tell me on MSN hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trembling with anticipation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, what time do we have to reach school? Lost my notice :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly, nothing much. Ooh can't wait for Christmas Island! Sounds pretty fun, and the people going are decent. Vietnam trip meeting was fail, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, Wu Jiong 表扬-ed me for doing my work! As in when I handed in all the testpapers and workbooks he was like, "Okay 表扬." But it means SO MUCH TO ME HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Evolution, lab. Killing guppies! Wah super fun.&lt;br /&gt;"Please please, can we add one more drop of clove oil pleeease. Just one more drop."&lt;br /&gt;"Hey hottie. I have money!"&lt;br /&gt;And lots of screaming, especially from Heidi har.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch/break: SPICY CHICKEN WOOHOO. Good News Cafe service is very slow, their ice lemon tea tastes like super crappy and artificial now and the golden hair bad tempered foul mouthed troll manning the cashier SMOKES YUCK. Debra and I could smell the cigarette smoke emanating from her mouth. The book shop auntie. The treasure person. Is damn weird also. Wah felt like slapping her hahah. Okay but we were being damn asshole also :P&lt;br /&gt;Math, nothing much. Tangent lines blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, I don't really get the indicators part ha. Must study! Ohh maybe I should do worksheet 3. But I'm already in the holiday mood! I hope there is no common test week, I will be very happy if it's like that. Chem quiz was relatively doable.&lt;br /&gt;CP - I thought the training today was productive for me hahaha. Wah I don't like sprinting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;SUPER EXCITED FOR TOMORROW AHHH&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3305149085425318826?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3305149085425318826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3305149085425318826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3305149085425318826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3305149085425318826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/discovering-something-that-doesnt-exist.html' title='Discovering something that doesn&apos;t exist, or giving a monkey a shower.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-2421405685594436989</id><published>2009-08-05T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:25:19.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you hate it;</title><content type='html'>I really hate it when parents try to push their fking ideals on you and act like they're bloody experienced and well versed in this area. Sorry man, you're outdated. And I can deal with my own problems. When I get hurt, that's MY problem okay? You don't have to be 'concerned'. Showing concern doesn't mean criticizing my every move and action, doesn't equate to scolding me for doing something that is right in MY opinion. I am entitled to have my own views. If I do something, I must have a reason for it. So why don't you keep your big fat mouth shut and let me learn to live my life on my own instead of you poking your hugeass nose into my business all the time? If I get hurt, I'll learn the lesson by myself. I don't need you to dictate my life like a puppet. I'm my own person. A parent's role is to support the child's decisions, not to bloody be against everything the child does. I'm never gonna tell either of you shit because you two are in cahoots and you'll just tell each other and I'll just get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my BIG MOUTH shut. I hate it when I tell my mom something and some way or another, she'll find some fault in it. Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood. I think I'm taking my English summative on Friday leh... I want to go for training tomorrow. Sorry Heidi and Debra! I'll end at like, 1205? Not that late right... :/ Really sorry for always changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak lah I need someone to talk to; but I don't know who :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-2421405685594436989?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2421405685594436989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=2421405685594436989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2421405685594436989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2421405685594436989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-you-hate-it.html' title='Don&apos;t you hate it;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3625641136256219867</id><published>2009-08-04T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:02:47.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did I go right;</title><content type='html'>I freaking cannot understand why some cultures actually require the bride to give the groom some exorbitant dowry. WTH women produce children for you, are a vessel for your sperm and sexual needs, clean the house, do the laundry, give up their whole damn life for you, and you still want all their money.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a man, I would refuse the dowry, because it would only prove how pathetic I am. How I must take my &lt;i&gt;wife's&lt;/i&gt; money instead of earning it by myself. What kind of guy would make his wife's family bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;My mom knew this cleaning lady who's now back in her home country. She's marrying off her daughter but she has no money for the dowry. WTH. Hahaha I was going to put in the culture the lady was from, but later the police catch me for RACISM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopcheck.&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking, what are you doing? This is no way to behave.&lt;br /&gt;Occupy yourself with other things and stop being a moron.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty obvious where this is headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;GET WELL SOON HANISAH!♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;What does tl;dr stand for?&lt;/strike&gt; ... Oh. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an &lt;i&gt;average&lt;/i&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring my Chemistry notes again! I keep forgetting, even though I can clearly remember putting them into my bag. Imaginative much?&lt;br /&gt;Polar Coordinates - Mr. Teo got pissed coz some people were talking while he was teaching. (shuffles feet guiltily) Aiyah but I feel sometimes his outbursts are uncalled for :/ And you never know when he'll suddenly burst.&lt;br /&gt;I love lunch. I keep eating spicy chicken and I still haven't gotten sick of it yet! :)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - I did my Chinese homework! Wah but I think WJ really hates my guts :/ And because of the idiot guys in our class we now have to do graded CHINESE testpapers in class. Oh, joy.&lt;br /&gt;Econs - Vivo City yay! I think it's the first Econs lesson I've enjoyed for the whole year :) Desmond and I went to fast food restaurants ha. Then we went to buy tau sar piah and lots of food hahaha. I think I gained 10kg from this experimental trip or something goshh.&lt;br /&gt;Physics - released 1 hour earlier! I'm super excited for Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PDA - Should it be allowed in schools?&lt;br /&gt;NO DUH HAHAHA. YOU WANT THE STUDENTS TO GET PREGNANT AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That concludes my argumentative essay for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizz I better study for the English summative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3625641136256219867?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3625641136256219867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3625641136256219867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3625641136256219867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3625641136256219867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-did-i-go-right.html' title='Where did I go right;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3591927842055055149</id><published>2009-08-03T18:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:56:19.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Love please come running, can't you see I'm in pain;</title><content type='html'>I really CANNOT stand this person. I don't understand why some people actually like him. He is disgusting and full of shit, embittered and pathetic. I hope he dies a lonely sad person, just the way he wants it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my evil latent powers build up and kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had bad luck with both my wives. &lt;br /&gt;The first one left me, and the &lt;br /&gt;second one didn't. -James Holt McGavra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two secrets to keep your marriage brimming: &lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever you're wrong, admit it. &lt;br /&gt;2. Whenever you're right, shut up. &lt;br /&gt;-Patrick Murra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once. &lt;br /&gt;-Nash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I did before I married?  Anything I wanted to. &lt;br /&gt;-Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I were happy for twenty years.  Then we met. &lt;br /&gt;-Henny Youngman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good wife always forgives her husband when she's wrong. &lt;br /&gt;-Rodney Dangerfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man inserted an ad in the classifieds:  "Wife wanted."  Next day he received a hundred letters.  They all said the same thing:  "You can have mine." -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Guy (proudly):  My wife's an angel! &lt;br /&gt;Second Guy:  You're lucky, mine's still alive. &lt;br /&gt;-Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Hospital the relatives gathered in the waiting room, where their family member lay gravely ill. Finally, the doctor came in looking tired and somber.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm afraid I am the bearer of bad news," he said as he surveyed the worried faces, "The only hope left for your loved one at this time is a brain transplant. It's an experimental procedure, semi-risky, and you will have to pay for the brain yourselves."&lt;br /&gt;The family members sat silent as they absorbed the news. After a length of time, someone asked, "Well, how much does a brain cost?" The Doctor quickly responded, "$5000 for a male brain, and $200 for a female brain."&lt;br /&gt;The moment turned awkward. Men in the room tried not to smile, avoiding eye contact with the women, but some actually smirked. A man, unable to control his curiosity, blurted out the question everyone wanted to ask, "Why is the male brain so much more?"&lt;br /&gt;The doctor smiled at the childish innocence and then to the entire group said, "It's just standard pricing procedure. We have to mark down the price of the female brains, because they've been used."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hanisah, Danielle, Chua&lt;/b&gt; for our bedroom if we're doing opposites, we can do like polka dots and stripes! Or flora and fauna haha though I have no idea who would want fauna in their room yuck.&lt;br /&gt;If not Hanisah, I don't mind a night theme or a retro theme! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi came back to school today!&lt;br /&gt;We had the first assembly on the concourse since the start of the semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what happen, actually. We kept giggling during assembly like foolish schoolgirls. Which we are. For no reason at all!&lt;br /&gt;Molecular Genetics was dreary. The quiz was like wtfkns?!#)(@$&amp; kind of thing hahaha. I find Dr. Tang teaches really slowly. He goes damn slow for the first 1.5 hours, then rushes through like 5 pages of notes within the last half an hour. I don't think it's very good because this makes the final part of the lesson very sketchy.&lt;br /&gt;Break = Spicy Chicken! don't like it when there are a lot of customers because the chicken will end up charred and black :( And not even spicy grah.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - I did my testpaper and workbook but no suibi hahaha. Don't intend to do :P&lt;br /&gt;Math - Okay, all we did was L'hopital's Rule. I think it's fairly understandable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian I keep losing money at poker today :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear PHS cheated for the biology quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art was okay, I think my line drawing &gt;&gt; shaded drawing. I really hate my shaded drawing like shit. But I don't think the teacher teaches well. Like he doesn't exactly show us the technique of drawing, just fills our paper in for us. That's not really learning, is it? And he's not specific on how to improve. And too rigid, art is about freedom of expression, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;I kind of regret taking this module because it's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;3D art looks so fun! Especially this girl's breakdancer one. Mariel, yours quite nice also lah! Relax :)&lt;br /&gt;I like touching the boobies on the sculptures. Especially Hanisah's and Feyra's sculptures. The shape is just right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I go off to poke my veins. It's not often that they protrude like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3591927842055055149?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3591927842055055149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3591927842055055149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3591927842055055149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3591927842055055149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/doctor-love-please-come-running-cant.html' title='Doctor Love please come running, can&apos;t you see I&apos;m in pain;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-6492117948142475808</id><published>2009-08-01T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:19:04.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You say it best;</title><content type='html'>YAY MY DAD IS BACK! :D He bought five boxes of chocolate from Switzerland! The boxes are super pretty and so is the wrapping of the chocolate! (compared to normal chocolate in Singapore) I will bring some on Monday for people I like :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay we are going out for dinner! Yay. Get to wear clothes.&lt;br /&gt;As in, nice clothes you know. Not that I normally parade round in my skivvies.&lt;br /&gt;I finished my bio homework, and both Math modules assignments! Super proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to blog about. I hope you enjoy your weekend too! --- I'm feeling generous, that's why I said that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-6492117948142475808?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/6492117948142475808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=6492117948142475808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6492117948142475808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6492117948142475808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-say-it-best.html' title='You say it best;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4988306463478848155</id><published>2009-07-31T22:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:32:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA OMG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.funmeme.com/image.axd?picture=YahVag.jpg" height="500" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Arthur was in Merlin's laboratory where the great wizard was showing him his latest creation. It was a chastity belt, except it had a rather large hole in the most obvious place which made it basically useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is no good, Merlin!" the King exclaimed, "Look at this opening. How is this supposed to protect my lady, the Queen, when I'm on a long quest?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, sire, just observe," said Merlin. He then selected his most worn out wand, one that he was going to discard anyway. He inserted it in the gaping aperture of the chastity belt whereupon a small guillotine blade came down and cut it neatly in two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Merlin, you are a genius!" said the grateful monarch. "Now I can leave, knowing that my Queen is fully protected."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After putting Guinevere in the device, King Arthur then set out upon a lengthy Quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years passed until he returned to Camelot. Immediately he assembled all of his knights in the courtyard and had them drop their trousers for an informal 'short arm' inspection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, each and every one of them was either amputated or damaged in some way. All of them, except Sir Galahad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir Galahad," exclaimed King Arthur. "You are my one and only true knight! Only you among all the nobles have been true to me. What is it in my power to grant you? Name it and it is yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, Sir Galahad was speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4988306463478848155?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4988306463478848155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4988306463478848155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4988306463478848155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4988306463478848155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahaha-omg.html' title='HAHAHA OMG.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-2386500421627999210</id><published>2009-07-31T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:03:55.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIVE QUESTIONS MOST FEARED BY MEN.</title><content type='html'>Question # 1: What are you thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proper answer to this, of course, is: "I'm sorry if I've been pensive, Dear. I was just reflecting on what a warm, wonderful, thoughtful, caring, intelligent woman you are, and how lucky I am to have met you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This response obviously bears no resemblance to the true answer, which most likely is one of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Baseball. &lt;br /&gt;•Football. &lt;br /&gt;•How fat you are. &lt;br /&gt;•How much prettier she is than you. &lt;br /&gt;•How I would spend the insurance money if you died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best response to this question was offered by Al Bundy, who once told Peg, "If I wanted you to know what I was thinking, I would be talking to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question # 2: Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proper response is: "YES!" or, if you feel a more detailed answer is in order, "Yes, Dear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inappropriate responses include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Oh Yeah, shit-loads. &lt;br /&gt;•Would it make you feel better if I said yes? &lt;br /&gt;•That depends on what you mean by love. &lt;br /&gt;•Does it matter? &lt;br /&gt;•Who, me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question # 3: Do I look fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The correct answer is an emphatic: "Of course not!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the incorrect answers are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Compared to what? &lt;br /&gt;•I wouldn't call you fat, but you're not exactly thin. &lt;br /&gt;•A little extra weight looks good on you. &lt;br /&gt;•I've seen fatter. &lt;br /&gt;•Could you repeat the question? I was just thinking about how I would spend the insurance money if you died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question # 4: Do you think she's prettier than me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the proper response is an emphatic: "Of course not!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incorrect responses include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Yes, but you have a better personality &lt;br /&gt;•Not prettier, but definitely thinner &lt;br /&gt;•Not as pretty as you when you were her age &lt;br /&gt;•Define pretty &lt;br /&gt;•Could you repeat the question? I was just thinking about how I would spend the insurance money if you died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question # 5: What would you do if I died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A definite no-win question. (The real answer, of course, is "Buy a Corvette and a boat"). No matter how you answer this, be prepared for at least an hour of follow-up questions, usually along the these lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: Would you get married again? &lt;br /&gt;MAN: Definitely not! &lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: Why not, don't you like being married ? &lt;br /&gt;MAN: Of course I do. &lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: Then why wouldn't you remarry? &lt;br /&gt;MAN: Okay, I'd get married again. &lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: You would? (with a hurt look on her face) &lt;br /&gt;MAN: (makes audible groan) &lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: Would you sleep with her in our bed? &lt;br /&gt;MAN: Where else would we sleep? &lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: Would you put away my pictures, and replace them with pictures of her? &lt;br /&gt;MAN: That would seem like the proper thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: And would you let her use my golf clubs? &lt;br /&gt;MAN: She can't use them; she's left-handed. &lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: - - - silence - - - &lt;br /&gt;MAN: Shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-2386500421627999210?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2386500421627999210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=2386500421627999210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2386500421627999210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2386500421627999210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/five-questions-most-feared-by-men.html' title='FIVE QUESTIONS MOST FEARED BY MEN.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-875675897963550326</id><published>2009-07-31T18:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:57:48.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch a falling star;</title><content type='html'>Hha, my previous blog posts like eons ago were so much longer than what I type currently! I bet it's because I spend more time DOING HOMEWORK now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;17 days was how long it took for me to get over someone. Not that I've actually been fond of anyone for the past 230942608 years but you know, I was just thinking. No idea why this is in white, I suppose I don't want some people to read it. Yes, I take you guys for fools.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sf0.org/media/saladfingers/main_saladfingers51710.jpg" height="150" width="180"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wmuphoto.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/saladfingers.jpg" height="150" width="180"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t94/francesbeaner/Salad-Fingers.jpg" height="150" width="180"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Salad Fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized when I blog emo or angry posts like "I really can't stand you and your farcical nonsense you piece of shat." - I don't remember who I'm talking about one month later. I forgive those kind of grudges really quickly. But if the post is cryptic like "I like drinking jellybean milkshakes. Was it on purpose?" Then I will remember the incident. It's been like 1 year and 7 months, and I can still remember that incident perfectly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay not bad, today I earned a net profit of 20k worth of poker chips, with my cost being about 17k and my revenue being 37k which is a great achievement for me. I will start accepting students under my wing soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah I think I'm damn talented at poker. I won 17k yay! :D :D :D But I lost a lot of money also so in the end I only earned like 3k -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the nice thing about my sister is that she's not calculative at all. I can eat her chocolates and she won't even scold me! :) If &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; ate &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; chocolates, I would've shouted at her and called her a pig! Ah, I guess firstborns are always selfish! (finds excuses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to do polar coordinates and calculus assignment! :) I screwed up my polar coordinates quiz today :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-875675897963550326?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/875675897963550326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=875675897963550326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/875675897963550326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/875675897963550326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/catch-falling-star.html' title='Catch a falling star;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-2310958089258053377</id><published>2009-07-30T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:17:08.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They're really saying, I love you.</title><content type='html'>:( I think Alonso is leaving Liverpool. I thought he was quite a good player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I get irritated with people who cry. Call me insensitive, but I cannot stand the sight of someone crying because it makes me feel very awkward and stuff. People will be like, "Just be there for the person and listen to his/her troubles." but that's so cliched and fake. As in IMO, unless your father/mother/family died or your whole house got burnt down or something, you shouldn't cry. It's damn irritating and I feel like slapping that person for being so useless and crying over such minute matters.&lt;br /&gt;There, you have it. Don't cry in front of me next time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh especially those kind of people who cry like once every term or something. WAH CSI.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're like really really close to me like Hanisah/Danielle/Chua then I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;-awkward silence- I really do sound horrible don't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah I'm super excited for Daddy to come back on Saturday! I bet he bought lots and lots of chocolates and sweets from Switzerland and France! I really hope he brings us to Europe next year, I'll be super happy! I am so spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Heidi didn't come to school and the class was so quiet :( I really miss you loads Heidi! :D Get well soon! And Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolution was okay, I found the banker guy damn good looking but I don't know who he is! D: Anyone knows? Mr Soh has this aversion to releasing us early. I love spicy chicken! Everyone should go and try spicy chicken because it is totally yummy.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was boring. Math and chemistry as well. Though I'm starting to like chemistry more.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting increasingly irritated by the behavior of some of the guys in class. Like, fine I'm damn rowdy during class also, but at least I don't make loud weird noises and laugh this disgusting laugh. Like there's this particular guy who's so noisy and disruptive even though he's not the brightest spark of the lot, and he doesn't even seem to CARE that he's disturbing the class and people are not pleased with him. He just laughs loudly and doesn't even pay attention, not even when his grades are like crap. And it doesn't take an idiot to notice that WL is trying his best to teach the class well and make us understand. I think he's being too lenient with our class, like he doesn't know how to control us, so some people take advantage of it. I don't know, but he seems like he has a lot of patience. But it wouldn't take long before our class wears it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceepee was okay. I could do handroll sporadically though! :D Hahaha I don't want to join competition and malu no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Sian, graded exercises for BOTH math modules tomorrow :( :( :( At least there's PE! Then have to see the new IR teacher.&lt;br /&gt;There's this freaking irritating mosquito bite at the back of my neck. I hope it's not dengue or some disease ridden mosquito bite.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha i realize I don't like to touch people or be touched. Feels dirty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-2310958089258053377?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2310958089258053377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=2310958089258053377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2310958089258053377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2310958089258053377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/theyre-really-saying-i-love-you.html' title='They&apos;re really saying, I love you.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4825847968101043493</id><published>2009-07-29T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:39:47.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ CDH.</title><content type='html'>Finally finished mastering physics~ Not touching any other homework. Hmmm sian tomorrow got CP can only reach home at like 6 or something :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;GET WELL SOON HEIDI!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn sad that you're not coming to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle, use this as your blog post title too hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to Vivo City with two of my most favorite people in the world :) Danielle and I met up first, and we went to Forever 21 and Diva to look around. We ended up buying stuff from Diva! heehee I bought this purple necklace and earring set that I quite liked, even though I don't really like necklaces. And this ballet slipper necklace for Mindy! Danielle bought pink bangles.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to buy tickets for Public Enemies. I thought the movie was quite interesting, but I got lost in certain parts. So just now, I went to research on John Dillinger and Baby Face Nelson! Hanisah, you remember the scene three men were chasing after this other man in the forest in broad daylight? That's Pretty Boy Floyd, and it was CHANNING TATUM who acted as him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to eat cake and lunch yum! And Daiso to buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I do homework? Maybe I'll revise a bit of Polar Coordinates. Oh yeah, the tutorial hahaha. haven't touched it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4825847968101043493?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4825847968101043493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4825847968101043493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4825847968101043493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4825847968101043493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cdh.html' title='I ♥ CDH.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3225712937357308584</id><published>2009-07-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:24:07.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's integrate our differences.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to blog about, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I just opened this window because it's my daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently doing Economics insight, after which I'll probably finish up on my Math assignment. I shouldn't be so distracted! :( But I don't know what to write for my insight, bah. I'm doing the article on Prada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, vivo tomorrow. I don't think I want to go to Christmas Island anymore, I'm scared I can't cope with all the stuff, and I'll miss out on a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Chua Heidi Feyra Tricia Germaine and the many many people down with various life threatening illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;Wah Heidi if you have H1N1 and passed to me I swear I'm gonna kill you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3225712937357308584?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3225712937357308584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3225712937357308584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3225712937357308584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3225712937357308584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-integrate-our-differences.html' title='Let&apos;s integrate our differences.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-683682744117228846</id><published>2009-07-27T19:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:53:58.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ♥ goes shalalalala.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RvXYUofdodA/SjSYw8YMFXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/dN17A_J15W0/s400/swine+flu.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes, I really don't like it when people accuse me of doing something that I obviously did not. If you are suspicious, then maybe we need to reevaluate the whole thing, non? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people I find the best looking, are those who look attractive under any circumstances, they do not have to preen and pose in front of the mirror, or bat their eyelashes. So maybe you should stop trying so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday Once More&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' for my favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;When they played I'd sing along&lt;br /&gt;It made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were such happy times&lt;br /&gt;And not so long ago&lt;br /&gt;How I wondered where they'd gone&lt;br /&gt;But they're back again&lt;br /&gt;Just like a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;All the songs I loved so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sha-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;Every Wo-o-wo-o&lt;br /&gt;Still shines&lt;br /&gt;Every shing-a-ling-a-ling&lt;br /&gt;That they're startin' to sing's&lt;br /&gt;So fine.&lt;br /&gt;When they get to the part&lt;br /&gt;Where he's breakin' her heart&lt;br /&gt;It can really make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Just like before&lt;br /&gt;It's yesterday once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' back on how it was&lt;br /&gt;In years gone by&lt;br /&gt;And the good times that I had&lt;br /&gt;Makes today seem rather sad&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was songs of love that&lt;br /&gt;I would sing to then&lt;br /&gt;And I'd memorize each word&lt;br /&gt;Those old melodies&lt;br /&gt;Still sound so good to me&lt;br /&gt;As they melt the years away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sha-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;Every Wo-o-wo-o&lt;br /&gt;Still shines&lt;br /&gt;Every shing-a-ling-a-ling&lt;br /&gt;That they're startin' to sing's&lt;br /&gt;So fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my best memories&lt;br /&gt;Come back clearly to me&lt;br /&gt;Some can even make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Just like before&lt;br /&gt;It's yesterday once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah freak, why is no one replying me on MSN? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looked through some school's prom pictures, and the dressing up part looks so fun! If our school ever has prom, I'm pretty keen on going in a tuxedo, but then it wouldn't be as fun dressing up and stuff. But I can dance with all the girls that way! :D&lt;br /&gt;But I was quite surprised, because I thought a lot of girls in our level are prettier than the girls in that school, and it's really very shocking, isn't it? Maybe it's the makeup that made them look not-as-pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My braces are now turquoise in color! I like, it's nicer than the purple! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm schuper excited for sleepover! Milano, microwavable popcorn, ice cream floats, freshly baked cookies, chick flicks, and masks hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO STUDY FOR ECONS BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm damn pissed at &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;. Like who the heck does he think he is, accusing me of faking my timetable to pon training. You think I'm that free ah. Lim pei got lots of lessons okay! Like other people not as free as you, attend two lessons per week or something. And because of someone else's inefficiency, don't bloody fling all these groundless accusations at me. D: And you're being totally unreasonable by wanting us to go for 1 hour training. Train what huh, how to get into the kayak and back out? Super angry at him! Hopefully my evil powers will burst out and KILL HIM HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, just kidding. Not kill, maim is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay off to dinner. Mommy bought durians!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-683682744117228846?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/683682744117228846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=683682744117228846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/683682744117228846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/683682744117228846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-goes-shalalalala.html' title='My ♥ goes shalalalala.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RvXYUofdodA/SjSYw8YMFXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/dN17A_J15W0/s72-c/swine+flu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3356261920083478881</id><published>2009-07-26T15:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:16:18.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Freak, I haven't even &lt;i&gt;touched&lt;/i&gt; chinese. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;To all my dear friends in the universe, my sister and I are starting a snowglobe collection. As such, please buy me snowglobes whenever you go overseas!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm very thickskinned. Sorry. I'll buy you what you want also lah okay. We now have a paltry 3 snowglobes hahaha. Hopefully when my daddy comes back it'll become five! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to go to Fox after all. In the morning, I studied my molecular genetics like a good girl, then we had lunch with Waipo, Adeline and Adabelle, then we went home and I didn't get to buy clothes :(&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm done with my molecular genetics. But I'm so disappointed! She &lt;i&gt;promised&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOOR HANISAH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated her birthday yesterday! Can visit other people's blogs for details, I'm too shagged to type anything. I did upload pictures on facebook though! :) &lt;br /&gt;My shoulders ache like crazy from carrying all the heavy stuff yesterday. This shows how um, pampered I am. I will carry lots of heavy stuff from now onwards! &lt;br /&gt;I will go revise a bit more molecular biology, then I'm going rollerblading at ECP. I don't really want to go though. I'm too devastated over the loss of my would-be clothes. Go ahead and laugh, Heidi! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3356261920083478881?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3356261920083478881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3356261920083478881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3356261920083478881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3356261920083478881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-5620052873116041428</id><published>2009-07-24T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:37:51.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An overwhelming wave of sadness.</title><content type='html'>Wah freak I still have 2 questions of Tutorial 2B, 2 questions of Assignment (should be easy), molecular genetics to study, three assignments for Mastering Physics, question 11c) for chemistry and tutorial for Polar Coordinates! :( Luckily it's not all due on Monday. But I'm scared I'll have to do it on Sunday, then no time to go shopping! I already sacrificed my last two Sundays to do stupid homework and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( I am very sad because Mommy and Daddy just told me ________. :( But of course, there will be positive outcomes as well. But still! :(&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather unproductive. PE was fun, I was starting to like mini tennis! Laughed like crazy, pretended to be pros, got hit in the face and body countless times. I wonder what we're doing next week?&lt;br /&gt;Polar Coordinates was okay, just went through all the materials put online. Then during temperature taking, we celebrated Mr. Teo's birthday! :D The guys were super funny, they carried him on this makeshift sedan consisting of a chair and two wooden poles and brought Mr. Teo all the way from our class to the canteen! Mr Teo was look pretty nauseous throughout the entire uh, procession. Then we sang Happy Birthday really loudly and Mr Teo looked like he was going to cry! :D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Calculus was pretty slow. WL got mad at us because we didn't seem to be putting in effort and "had the wrong learning attitude". I think that our class should endeavor to be a more attentive and hardworking class. I mean, he's been pretty patient with us and everything, and I think he's really trying his best to teach us. Some people just have this heck-care attitude even though their grades are really lousy. You're pulling the whole class back, and you don't even feel sorry. It's not cool to act the way you do, stupid and lazy people are not cool. Which is why I'm going to do my tutorial 2B now! Hope to finish it by 9, after which I need to settle some other stuff. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And molecular genetics. I have no idea when I'm gonna study for that :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-5620052873116041428?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5620052873116041428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=5620052873116041428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5620052873116041428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5620052873116041428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/overwhelming-wave-of-sadness.html' title='An overwhelming wave of sadness.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1269544248942637098</id><published>2009-07-23T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:38:20.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the rain fall down.</title><content type='html'>I really do not understand how some girls are so obsessed with their weight until they want to be &lt;i&gt;underweight&lt;/i&gt;. Is it because it's a social stigma to be "fat"? Is our society reduced to judging people solely based on their looks? I'm not saying I don't judge people by looks, in fact, I form first impressions based on looks. If you're ugly, there's a lower chance of me liking you. But still, I would never call a person fat to his/her face unless I really don't like him/her. And seriously, underweight is unhealthy hello. If you're so concerned about the fats in your body, then just bloody lie about your weight lah! :D Where's your self esteem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I used to really dislike my mom when she whacked me. I didn't understand why she had to be so harsh with me when I had committed what was a minor mistake in my point of view. However, I understand why she had to do it now :) Because of her severe &lt;strike&gt;maltreatment&lt;/strike&gt; handling of me when I was young, it's the reason why yours truly is such a shining brilliant person as of today. HAHAHA. Well, what I'm trying to say is that as we grow older we'll eventually understand the reason behind our parents' actions.&lt;br /&gt;My mom has a friend who's one of the most generous and kind people I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter is a spoilt, undeserving, cruel child who lies at every single opportunity she gets, pushes the blame to her little brother and is selfish, unkind and rude. She has two pet birds which she grabs by the tails and today, she crushed two of the little birds' eggs.&lt;br /&gt;If my child was like that, I would slap her upside down and dangle her from the balcony until the blood vessels in her head pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at question 11 of chemistry worksheet :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1269544248942637098?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1269544248942637098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1269544248942637098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1269544248942637098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1269544248942637098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/let-rain-fall-down.html' title='Let the rain fall down.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-6002048884884633859</id><published>2009-07-22T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:25:45.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessie's Girl</title><content type='html'>Edit: Oh yeah, I would kill for big &lt;i&gt;neh nehs&lt;/i&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH I love Lee Dong Wook! He's super cute and sweet and funny in the show. The part where Urine imagined her and Gong Chan as real siblings was damn funny. And the secretary Yoon's tangerine HAHAHA. But I was SO irritated at the last two episodes when she had to act all self righteous and pretend she didn't love him. HELLO just bloody run away with him to Japan or something lah! These shows are always like that. They get together for like, what, 15 minutes of the entire show? And the rest of the time they're making sneaky gooey eyes at each other but not admitting that they really like each other grah.&lt;br /&gt;But not bad, 16 episodes in two days! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I wanted to blog about, but forgot. Okay from tomorrow onwards it's time to do homework! MP esp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-6002048884884633859?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/6002048884884633859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=6002048884884633859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6002048884884633859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6002048884884633859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/jessies-girl.html' title='Jessie&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8876804220547676020</id><published>2009-07-21T17:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:43:28.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychedelic circles.</title><content type='html'>yay I found my Physics worksheet! :D WAH I cannot stand stupid tennis girl! I feel like slapping her fat face ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my Physics worksheet! D: Damn pissed, I spent so long doing it!!!! D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;I shall finish it by 615pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mommy, can we go to Fox on Sunday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"You crazy ah, sale is over."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No it ends this Sunday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"But you already have so many clothes!" -- Excuse used by all mothers ALL THE TIME.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ehh please lah let me buy clothes, must take advantage of the sale!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;(Mom has a very suspicious and unconvinced look on her face)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the last time! Promise!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"YOU SAY ONE AH."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhhh. For the rest of the year."&lt;br /&gt;"No. Rest of the term!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Mommy buys my argument! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I'm looking forward to quite a number of things now! Hanisah's birthday, National Day sleepover, September Holidays Wii! Korea, Vietnam, my birthday, Feyra's house in Malaysia hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay off to do my stuff, then My Girl! Oh I think I'm gonna be in Slytherin if I'm ever in Hogwarts, and I'LL MARRY DRACO MALFOY MUAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8876804220547676020?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8876804220547676020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8876804220547676020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8876804220547676020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8876804220547676020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/psychedelic-circles.html' title='Psychedelic circles.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7247410140807599054</id><published>2009-07-19T12:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:07:37.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALdsdjlfk</title><content type='html'>你到底够了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painting really makes me happy and relaxed! I just painted a hugeass canvas! sunset yay! or sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I go vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha couldn't think of a title.&lt;br /&gt;One of my brackets dropped out again! D: I think I have a lousy dentist. Either that or I bite on my teeth too hard. I tend to grind them while I'm sleeping. Freak it feels uncomfortable. Like there's this moving thing in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray, mommy says I can go to Heidi's house for the sleepover haha! Can't wait :P I hope the Vietnam exchange program meeting won't be too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rather pleased with the second part of Hanisah's present. I still can't find a suitable container for the first one. :(&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has 60x55cm boxes, please offer it to me. Merci beaucoup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do Mastering Physics now. Hate it! D: At least I finished Polar Coordinates notes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I went out to Vivo with Hanisah to watch Harry Potter 6 yesterday! The movie was a disappointment, I expected it to keep to the storyline more. Like I felt they missed out a few crucial parts, like how they were supposed to be fighting the deatheaters at the end of the book! And all the quidditch matches! D: And it's really stupid how they focus on Lavender Brown and Ginny Weasley like hello that's not even important! But there were some parts that were quite funny, and I like Luna Lovegood and Hermione Granger! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7247410140807599054?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7247410140807599054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7247410140807599054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7247410140807599054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7247410140807599054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/aldsdjlfk.html' title='ALdsdjlfk'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-7569885799288057066</id><published>2009-07-17T17:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:39:35.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil powers.</title><content type='html'>I think some people have very bad attitude! :( Wah I cannot stand it when people dao me. I'm an attention whore kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;And I really think I have evil powers leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh I had this horrid dream yesterday where we were in the library having chinese oral and I was sitting next to Taiyu. Then suddenly he took out this gigantic disgusting yellow insect and SHOVED IT IN MY FACE. When I told him to take it away he just kept it there and I got so pissed I just cried and ran out of the library while screaming at him hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak man I hate going out to eat alone, then taking the train and the bus back by myself. The whole mall and train and bus is filled with chaoahbengs and it's damn scary. +I have to pay for my meal through my allowance hahaha. Might as well cook maggi mee at home, only I'm afraid I might burn the whole house down.&lt;br /&gt;I'm super sad coz Touch suddenly told us there weren't enough tickets for us. So like, I missed watching HP6 today with my parents for nothing. damnit luh. I bet my mom's gonna come back and tell me "see i told you so." I'm so angry I'm not typing in propers caps! D: When I received the message I was overwhelmed by emotion and I almost cried in public ha. I think it's pms but you know how much I hate last minute shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao I think I have latent evil powers within me. Like, I subconsciously activate them and anyone who angers me will face the wrath of the dark forces upon them! Beware of me MUAHAHA. My powers are building up and one day I will asplode and destroy the whole universe!!!!! EVIL CACKLE. Do not anger me or harm will befall upon you!&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Jurong Point later ALL ALONE and I'm going to eat my dinner ALL ALONE and walk around ALL ALONE and I don't even have a credit card so I can't buy clothes! And there's Fox and Esprit there GAH. D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;My mom however, has this weirdass idea that I'm meeting someone.&lt;br /&gt;I should've gone out with Danielle but then I thought I had CCA! D: And by then it was too late! Sorry Danielle! D:D:D:D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-7569885799288057066?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/7569885799288057066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=7569885799288057066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7569885799288057066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/7569885799288057066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/evil-powers.html' title='Evil powers.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8429050827557832006</id><published>2009-07-16T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:45:09.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I get so weird, I even freak myself out.</title><content type='html'>Some people are really screwed up they just freaking criticize everything in their path like there's no tomorrow. oh I don't like your hair, I don't like your clothes your shoes your face your attitude blah blah when they don't even know the person. I don't care how cute or shit you are you're an asshole. And the thing is, they're not even in the position to make such comments because they themselves are ugly pieces of shit.&lt;br /&gt;Gah! Maybe they're just bitter at everyone else for being better than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update 958pm:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag at my tagboard, and I'll give you a letter. Following which you have to write 10 things beginning with that letter that you like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The letter 'L'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Liverpool&lt;br /&gt;2. Lee Min Ho&lt;br /&gt;3. Lucas Grabeel&lt;br /&gt;4. Long holidays&lt;br /&gt;5. Lawry's&lt;br /&gt;6. Lincoln Rhyme novels&lt;br /&gt;7. Luna Lovegood&lt;br /&gt;8. Laughing&lt;br /&gt;9. Land Before Time&lt;br /&gt;10. Luck! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha, couldn't think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;You know, it's displeasing when people make a big fuss just because they ha&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. I'll just get lots of shit after that, anyway. I don't like it when my mom scolds me just because she's mad at my sis. Because that idiot made you angry, it doesn't give you the right to take it out on me. I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't teach her to do that. It's all due to her lousy shit attitude and her stupidity. I don't get why I have to bear the brunt of her anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I forgot to bring my chemistry file :( Wah I was damn upset. I thought I brought it! D: Chemistry quiz was quite okay though!&lt;br /&gt;Math was horrible. Wu Liang is becoming more and more incoherent as the days go by. Had absolutely no idea what he was talking about for the second half of the lesson. I think I need to read my calculus book. One day.&lt;br /&gt;I also have to revise molecular genetics. Technically I already made my notes, but they're so messy I can't stand it! :(&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, nothing much. Heidi was a horrid girl. She just went to steal my book and pass it off as hers! I have this very in-your-face feeling that WJ hates my guts. Hmm, I wonder why. I have a nagging suspicion it's because my Chinese is better than his and he is jealous of my awesomeness. Oh well, I can understand how he feels, being upstaged by someone else :D&lt;br /&gt;Evolution was boring, watched the rest of the video on Darwin. Why couldn't we have been released earlier! D: I like talking to Heidi and Debra hahaha. Super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post is really jumbled up, not in chronological order at all!&lt;br /&gt;Yay, my farm is growing bigger! Please send me more trees and chickens and animals and stuff! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My top 3 favorite Harry Potter characters:&lt;br /&gt;1. Severus Snape&lt;br /&gt;2. Hermione Granger&lt;br /&gt;3. Fred Weasley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 least favorite Harry Potter characters:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gilderoy Lockhart&lt;br /&gt;2. Dolores Umbridge&lt;br /&gt;3. Cho Chang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8429050827557832006?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8429050827557832006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8429050827557832006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8429050827557832006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8429050827557832006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-get-so-weird-i-even-freak.html' title='Sometimes I get so weird, I even freak myself out.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-6173536241759640373</id><published>2009-07-15T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:24:02.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter.</title><content type='html'>YES I found out why magic number can never be 3k+1!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I get irritated when people assume the worst of me when I say or do something, even though my intention may be totally different from what they &lt;i&gt;assume&lt;/i&gt;. Then they start loading me with lots of unnecessary advice. Which is uncalled for.&lt;br /&gt;What you assume, you make an &lt;b&gt;ass&lt;/b&gt; out of &lt;b&gt;u&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was funny. Our Harry Potter videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I see your scar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure!" (takes it out of lunchbox)&lt;br /&gt;"Blimey, do you remember how you got it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, at the costume shop a few days back, wasn't cheap you know. Cost me 50 galleons."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding our SMPF project fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-6173536241759640373?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/6173536241759640373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=6173536241759640373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6173536241759640373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6173536241759640373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-1815392426783117969</id><published>2009-07-14T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:07:17.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam hahaha!</title><content type='html'>Initially, I was apprehensive about the whole Vietnam exchange program, because I didn't know who else signed up. Also, I was worried it might diminish my chances of applying for other exchange programs. But now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DANIELLE AND HANISAH ARE GOING AS WELL!!!&lt;/b&gt; Wah, I was super happy when I saw the thing! :D Like we can have a CDH overseas trip teehee! of course, it's to learn, not play :) Wah super happy! I'm already thinking of all the fun things we'll do! And all the friends we'll make. Plus, I've never been to Vietnam, so it'll be a totally new experience for me. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I can sign up for the Ritsumeikan exchange program next year though! I'm scared they won't let those who go for exchange programs go again. Shouldn't be right? Should be based on merit heehee! Like those who get below 4 for CAP cannot go. Wah I am damn mean. I should be shot. Please don't take offense if your CAP is very low, I was kidding only. If you continue reading my blog you will become very intellectual, so don't worry! I will drill you with insight on current affairs (between boy X and girl Y) so you will become very well-informed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Expecto Patronum!"&lt;br /&gt;(gallops like a stag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;"Ron Weasley kissed Harry Potter!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;"What color is Cu(OH)2?"&lt;br /&gt;"Um blue?"&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of blue?"&lt;br /&gt;"Light blue? Dark blue? Cobalt blue? Transparent blue?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee! And our rations! Remember to bring lunch box tomorrow! I'm counting down the days to the exchange program. Actually even if I can't go for Japan, I suppose I won't regret it because Vietnam will be an eye-opener. I've been to Japan before anyway, and the main reason why I want to go there is for the food and because I love the culture. And also because Japanese guys are KAWAII NE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there's this particular group of attention grabbing year three girls and their single year two counterpart who have been behaving increasingly erratically, and it's really vomit inducing. Like for example, carrying hugeass stuffed toys to school, and having two extra ears sprout out of your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;And as Debra so succinctly put it, "She looks like a goat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-1815392426783117969?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/1815392426783117969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=1815392426783117969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1815392426783117969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/1815392426783117969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/vietnam-hahaha.html' title='Vietnam hahaha!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3102458607499394621</id><published>2009-07-13T18:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:40:30.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKING FUNNY WATCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="gold"&gt;&lt;u&gt;25 things about you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like eating Milano biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;2. I think my mom cooks vegetables very well.&lt;br /&gt;3. I &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;really&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; cannot stand drinks with blue coloring.&lt;br /&gt;4. My favorite pair of pajamas is a pink panther one.&lt;br /&gt;5. I have read each of the Harry Potter book five times, except Order of the Phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;6. When I'm angry at you I don't put punctuation and I type without caps.&lt;br /&gt;7. I dislike waiting for replies via MSN or SMS, and then getting no "excuse me" when the reply finally comes.&lt;br /&gt;8. However, I reply late on MSN and SMS sometimes. I try my best to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;9. I get displeased at people who are tardy and irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;10. I want to get married by a beach.&lt;br /&gt;11. I was a &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;complete&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; twit in Year One.&lt;br /&gt;12. I actually aimed for 280 for PSLE :(&lt;br /&gt;13. I had a teacher named Ms. Liyu in Primary Three who gave me a demerit point for splashing water at a classmate.&lt;br /&gt;14. She also gave me a demerit point for &lt;b&gt;changing groups without telling her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I used to have art lessons as a toddler/kid, then I dropped it &lt;i&gt;because I wanted to take afternoon naps.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When I judge whether a girl is pretty, I only look at her features, not her body or height or size of her boobs.&lt;br /&gt;17. The feature I take into consideration most would be the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;18. I do not understand why people think &lt;u&gt;Miley Cyrus&lt;/u&gt; is cool.&lt;br /&gt;19. Whenever I eat fruit cake, my throat will clog up.&lt;br /&gt;20. My very first crush was in kindergarten, he was called Julian and looked like a cute angmoh boy. He's in SJI now.&lt;br /&gt;21. I love the song &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"Have I Told You Lately"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; by Rod Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;22. I get nauseous once I step onto the bus.&lt;br /&gt;23. I like eating pig's liver.&lt;br /&gt;24. I hate it when people ask me for answers to their homework when it is not very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;25. My top 5 favorite cartoons are Pucca, Ben 10 Alien Force, Phineas and Ferb, Spongebob and Totally Spies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ELyTBXzfQJ8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ELyTBXzfQJ8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agenda:&lt;br /&gt;Molecular Genetics&lt;br /&gt;Polar Coordinates?&lt;br /&gt;Mastering Physics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh bite me, bitch.&lt;/i&gt; You are a loser who can't take the slightest dent in the bubble you've painstakingly created around yourself to protect you from the harshness of reality. If you can't take the slightest jibe then just lock yourself up in a dungeon and throw away the key. It would be better for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;People are entitled to their own views. Just as you are, hence I won't hold it against you. But you need to learn to grow up and be more accepting of criticism. You're not perfect, far from it. So stop thinking you're almighty and a cut above the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3102458607499394621?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3102458607499394621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3102458607499394621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3102458607499394621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3102458607499394621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/freaking-funny-watch.html' title='FREAKING FUNNY WATCH!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3861211632239958254</id><published>2009-07-12T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:01:07.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, we went to the 7th Story restaurant at Marina Barrage. In my opinion, it should get an 8/10!&lt;br /&gt;We ordered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chili crab:&lt;/u&gt; You should really try it, their sauce is less sweet compared to Jumbo or No Signboard, and a lot more savory. You can really taste the chili and the shrimps and everything compared to the cheap tomato mix they call chili at other seafood restaurants. The crab itself was soft and succulent enough for me, but then again I'm not a crab expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Man Tou:&lt;/u&gt; Oh very nice! We ordered the steamed ones, and you could actually smell the man tou smell. I have no idea what the man tou smell is, but you will know once you smell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prawns fried with butter and cereal&lt;/u&gt; The butter and cereal were very fragrant, and the prawns were okay, a bit hard but maybe that's coz I have braces? Not much taste though, but the butter+cereal made up for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prawns with vermicelli&lt;/u&gt; Not very good, the vermicelli tasted rather soggy and wasn't springy, and it wasn't very tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Squid fried with salt and pepper&lt;/u&gt; Very flavorful, though a bit on the salty side. But it tasted quite nice!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I think you should try the restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Art Friend and I finally got all my paints and a 18x36 inch canvas! I'm gonna paint a panorama view of a sunset! Still searching for one though. I also bought brushes and a palette. :D The brushes were very expensive, 10 dollars for one brush. Like altogether we spent over 200$, and it would've been more expensive if the paints and canvas didn't have 20% off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee after reading Hanisah's tagboard, I realized that a simple smiley can mean so much and can do so much for you.&lt;br /&gt;Like when you're really pissed at someone, then you can go, "I hate you. :D" compared to "I hate you." The smiley makes so much of a difference right? Like you can really voice your grievances but the person won't suspect a thing and will think it's just harmless because a smiley is supposed to be happy, right? But in actual fact it just veils the evil thoughts behind the sentence! Like, "I hope you die :)" vs. "I hope you die.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I can do so much with it! I can go around telling people how upset I am with them, but put a smiley behind it so they will not feel like I am being very mean to them, and if they confront me I can say, "I put a smiley there, can't you tell it's just a joke?" I'm so smart! :D And cowardly, but that's an entirely different topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, BEWARE OF SMILIES, THEY ARE EVILLLL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for all those comments on the tagboard! Contrary to what you may think, I am not suicidal and will not be throwing myself off the building anytime soon! TOO BAD! Hee I may not be able to go for training on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when my mom hugs me because she's not exactly a hugs kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;I hope we get to go to Orchard later!&lt;br /&gt;Korea from 17-28 december yay! I don't want to go to Muju though, had a horrible experience on their slopes the other time, because the snow was so artificial and hard! D: But I shouldn't complain, at least I'll get to ski and snowboard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3861211632239958254?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3861211632239958254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3861211632239958254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3861211632239958254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3861211632239958254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/heehee-after-reading-hanisahs-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-9111102495677055156</id><published>2009-07-11T11:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:53:01.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hesitation.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I cannot help but wonder if I have made the right choices in terms of friends, academics and the little decisions I face every once in a while. There are many things I regret. Quitting golf and ice skating, for one. In my opinion, it couldn't be helped since ice skating was eating up a lot of time and it was very expensive. But it was the one sport I really enjoyed and had passion for. Golf got boring after a while, but I'm yearning to pick it up again. Learning violin and then giving up after three months or so. I don't know why I wanted to learn it in the first place, it was a waste of time and money. I really do seem like the type of person who gives up on stuff really fast :( I just can't find something that I really love. Piano is more of a routine thing, if given the choice I doubt I would continue, but my mom would kill me before she allows me to drop it.&lt;br /&gt;NUSHS, instead of RGS? Why :( I think I would've done better in RG because it's so much more all-rounded. I don't see myself in a math or science career in the future. I have zero interest in the sciences, and even though I like math, I wouldn't want to be surrounded by numbers for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Friends I would've been better off without, but I stick with them because there is NO WAY I can distance myself without being a complete prick. I'm slowly regretting getting close to some people, because a lot of things have happened along the way that I keep forgiving, but I cannot forget. I can't click with people like that, people I can't trust. And it's more of my fault than theirs. I just have a personality clash with some types of people, I'm a stickler for time and responsibility and being on the task, but some people just treat the whole thing so lightly. Sure, they may be great friends in the sense that they're always there for you or are a laugh to be around with. But there are other things I value, like keeping your promises or being loyal to your friends or something like that. I don't know how to tell someone if I'm unhappy with them, because they may take it really personally and there's no way no one's gonna be hurt, eh? Maybe what people say is right. The longer you hang out with a person, the more obvious his/her flaws become. &lt;br /&gt;I cannot take it when someone repeatedly commits the same mistake. Especially when you know I'm upset with it. I can laugh it off or pretend to be unaffected by it, but I will actually be very pissed. &lt;i&gt;If sorry can make everything alright, why is there a need for police and the law?&lt;/i&gt; If people value their friendships, they should try to change and accommodate, non? &lt;br /&gt;If people treasure you, the least you can do is to return the favor. I'm very disappointed. It may not be a big deal to you, but it is to me okay? I hate it when people ruin my plans at the eleventh hour, or backstab their close friends, or pretend that everything is okay when it's obviously not. Trust isn't just about standing by your friend and not badmouthing him/her, it's about whether you can be dependable when it comes to important matters.&lt;br /&gt;Call me anal or something, but it really irks the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;You can ask me whether it's about you, and I'll say no even if it is. Because I intend to go through this with a smile plastered on my face, no matter how upset I'm with you. You will lose all your close friends eventually, and I doubt I will continue maintaining my relationship with you if you insist on being like that. It will be you that suffers in the end.&lt;br /&gt;It really is a big deal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of the choices I was glad to have made, and I drew a blank. I haven't achieved anything.&lt;br /&gt;A big, freaking blank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-9111102495677055156?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/9111102495677055156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=9111102495677055156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/9111102495677055156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/9111102495677055156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/hesitation.html' title='Hesitation.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8486968673669530607</id><published>2009-07-10T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:21:11.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces of Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;She's really saying, I love you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention before how much I hate it when people take the liberty to announce things about me to the whole world? It may not be state secret, but I'd like to have the right to my own privacy, and pride. Please have some respect.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think I said it once, or twice. OR PROBABLY A MILLION TIMES BUT YOU STILL DON'T GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading Hanisah's blog, I must say. I really don't believe in love. Two parties can have mutual care and affection for each other, but it doesn't mean you're the only ones meant for each other. There will always be a substitute. I'm just very shocked at how Hanisah can believe the guy is the only one for her, and how she can sacrifice everything for him. I will never be able to do that. I guess she is just very unselfish and naive. I don't believe that you will not regret it. I would never, ever give up my life for someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/Slc9sCbqXFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/DWgw4q3l4qo/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/Slc9sCbqXFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/DWgw4q3l4qo/s200/IMG_0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356818108556926034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha guess who??! :D I think I'm gonna be a very accomplished hair-tying person when I grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/Slc9rmTPZSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/SsPfhva627k/s1600-h/Chuap4birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/Slc9rmTPZSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/SsPfhva627k/s200/Chuap4birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356818101005411618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heehee Chua's P4 birthday. Can recognize anyone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/Slc9rgGyG0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/-niWxlJZJDU/s1600-h/Chuabirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/Slc9rgGyG0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/-niWxlJZJDU/s200/Chuabirthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356818099342547778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. PE was mini tennis! HAHA suck.&lt;br /&gt;Math honors was okay, careless mistake for the quiz but who cares, I think it's one mark only. Damnit, I've been making careless mistakes for everything, I really should check through carefully. I got a bit irritated by a reason I shall not (and cannot) divulge though.&lt;br /&gt;Calculus was okay, I think Wuliang was rushing through so the whole class didn't get what the heck he was saying. Was giving him the -.^ face the whole time. Like, I don't think he seems very sure of what he's doing! :/&lt;br /&gt;English was very sexualized. Like, whoa. Inappropriate material plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Chua, went to JP! Heehee talked a lot. I accidentally flipped her pizza :/ Oh you guys should go to Pizza Hut on Weekday nights, damn good deal. Like, Drink+Soup+Fries+Pizza/Pasta+Ice cream for only 11.90 or something! :D And the waiters are really funny coz they apparently have to give good service or the next pan pizza would be on them, so they are all like robots and they say please and thankyou in this very mechanical voice. Funny!&lt;br /&gt;We were discussing how 6JK people and NUSHS people would click. Like trying to pair them up. I think Heidi+Charles would be quite nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;Heehee then we went to _____.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I think I talked a lot today! Like in school to Debra and Heidi during free period, and after school to Chua :) Happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8486968673669530607?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8486968673669530607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8486968673669530607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8486968673669530607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8486968673669530607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/pieces-of-me.html' title='Pieces of Me.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/Slc9sCbqXFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/DWgw4q3l4qo/s72-c/IMG_0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8896419651535570600</id><published>2009-07-09T18:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:49:20.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I feel like running away;</title><content type='html'>Okay, so we're going to Korea from 17 to 27 December. It's a really long way to go huh, like more than 5 months :( Not to mention the countless exams and tests standing in my way to freedom and happiness. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;Excited for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, my sister is currently at the age whereby children are at their most irritating, because they're 1. Not cute and 2. Keep asking irritating questions. Don't give me shit about how I used to be like that, I don't care. Besides I'm sure I was a um, lovable child. And see the difference between her then and now pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Then: KAWAII NE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXX1P5GiGI/AAAAAAAAA28/VDKhChrrRfQ/s1600-h/CIMG3675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXX1P5GiGI/AAAAAAAAA28/VDKhChrrRfQ/s400/CIMG3675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424641626146914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PRETTY ANOT? SUPER pretty right??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXX0nnOsMI/AAAAAAAAA20/IcmJz9b2TKs/s1600-h/CIMG3694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXX0nnOsMI/AAAAAAAAA20/IcmJz9b2TKs/s400/CIMG3694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424630813765826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXX0Uw47LI/AAAAAAAAA2s/vBlIQFxnsHQ/s1600-h/CIMG3579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXX0Uw47LI/AAAAAAAAA2s/vBlIQFxnsHQ/s400/CIMG3579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424625754008754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXXzwNMT6I/AAAAAAAAA2k/N3tmltZvODE/s1600-h/CIMG3452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXXzwNMT6I/AAAAAAAAA2k/N3tmltZvODE/s400/CIMG3452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424615940607906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXXzm0zMHI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Twsf0k_sRiw/s1600-h/CIMG3468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXXzm0zMHI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Twsf0k_sRiw/s400/CIMG3468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424613422379122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUGfbYXvI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5CnlgFHBl6I/s1600-h/CIMG3437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUGfbYXvI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5CnlgFHBl6I/s400/CIMG3437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356420539807719154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUF_5azlI/AAAAAAAAA1k/1CAVrRTSwSA/s1600-h/CIMG3426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUF_5azlI/AAAAAAAAA1k/1CAVrRTSwSA/s400/CIMG3426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356420531343773266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUFialL1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/KL1GXk-WegA/s1600-h/CIMG3381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUFialL1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/KL1GXk-WegA/s400/CIMG3381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356420523429801810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUFSn75XI/AAAAAAAAA1U/0VrABupUWCA/s1600-h/CIMG3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUFSn75XI/AAAAAAAAA1U/0VrABupUWCA/s400/CIMG3373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356420519190848882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUEzy8JPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/RLAinogQrHw/s1600-h/CIMG2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXUEzy8JPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/RLAinogQrHw/s400/CIMG2083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356420510915503346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXZGZozpxI/AAAAAAAAA3E/RWIpL3-I8RY/s1600-h/IMG_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXZGZozpxI/AAAAAAAAA3E/RWIpL3-I8RY/s400/IMG_2013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356426035811559186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sad!!! WHAT HAPPENED??! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was wondering. Imagine if you grow up and you meet this wonderful person you really love, and then you find out the person has AIDS. What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Being a very selfish person, there's no way I'd ever sacrifice my life and future for someone. I cannot imagine living with some bedridden person for the rest of my life, not having children, having to take care of him and wash his ass. And what if he dies early? And of course you'll never uh, consummate your marriage, unless you want to get AIDS too. I treasure my life too much.&lt;br /&gt;And imagine if your spouse got AIDS somehow, and passed it to you. OMG what would you do??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian, a lot of homework. I want to sign up for the local attachment thing, but I have no idea what the student development transcript is. Can someone please enlighten me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of you always putting people down. If you mention a word about this, I'm gonna just ignore your ugly butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Daddy got two free tickets to watch Harry Potter also! Somemore it's a day earlier than me D: Oh well. I feel like eating tangyuan again but I'm already such a pig.&lt;br /&gt;And I look damn kewl with pigtails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8896419651535570600?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8896419651535570600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8896419651535570600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8896419651535570600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8896419651535570600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-feel-like-running-away.html' title='Sometimes I feel like running away;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLiVBEV9wM/SlXX1P5GiGI/AAAAAAAAA28/VDKhChrrRfQ/s72-c/CIMG3675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-6011323722683425116</id><published>2009-07-08T18:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:33:57.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not Hollywood;</title><content type='html'>WAH DAMNIT MY ERASERS HAVE BEEN MYSTERIOUSLY DISAPPEARING FOR THE PAST WEEK. :( THREE ERASERS OKAY! NO LAUGHING MATTER.&lt;br /&gt;It's 1033 gosh, must sleep! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We need to grow up,&lt;br /&gt;There're so many facets of the society&lt;br /&gt;That we haven't seen, or been to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow Danielle, after reading ______'s blog, I feel even more um, unexposed :P Like, it's pretty unbelievable considering his face is like a mini Indonesia with active volcanoes.&lt;br /&gt;After reading ______'s facebook quiz, I feel like a loser :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee reading Danielle's post got me excited again! I really really want to be in the same class as her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of your two-faced facade. If there's one thing that makes me mad, it's how some people can be two entirely different persons in the blink of an eye. Secret friends, you say? It's pretty obvious you're just too chicken and scared of making a fool out of yourself. Too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is Arizona the name of a hotel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;"Australia is in Asia!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;"Let's go to the canteen to replenish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ran 3.2km at the gym! :D Super proud of myself. There was no motivation at all. No Milo Tryathlon, no Sakura buffet dinner, no incessant nagging from parents/CCA people.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. Who am I kidding. I ran to assuage my guilty conscience. Heidi, Desmond and I shared three packs of Jack 'n Jill chips teehee! :D I ran more than both of you okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think that Wu Liang isn't that bad, and that's coming from someone who had a bad impression of him. So I don't get why people keep saying mean things about him. Until he does something to change my view of him, this is the stand I'm taking! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-6011323722683425116?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/6011323722683425116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=6011323722683425116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6011323722683425116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6011323722683425116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-not-hollywood.html' title='It&apos;s not Hollywood;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4293413758753363514</id><published>2009-07-07T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:14:05.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you and I.</title><content type='html'>My daddy is the most awesome in the whole wide world! :) He went to Old Airport Road specially to buy tangyuans for me! Because the store that sells my favorite tangyuans in Singapore is there. Heehee I love my dad :) I bet your dad doesn't buy special tangyuans for you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today passed surprisingly quicker than expected :) Especially chemistry! I guess that's the reason why I have so many smiley faces in the post today :) I like polar coordinates so far, especially the changing polar equation to cartesian equation and vice versa! Fun to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super excited for Friday woohoo. Then we can go to Art Friend and get what we need as well! :) I'm like halfway through Hanisah's present! :D Trying to make it as stable as possible, but Hanisah I guess you should try to take care of it, instead of saying "Maybe you shouldn't give me fragile things." !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling super hyper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4293413758753363514?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4293413758753363514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4293413758753363514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4293413758753363514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4293413758753363514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-you-and-i.html' title='For you and I.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-5364359182802288320</id><published>2009-07-06T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:20:45.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly.</title><content type='html'>Today, we went to Ikea to look at stuff :) I got what I wanted so yay! It's a secret heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;We had meatballs for lunch! Let me rant on how ugly Singaporeans are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This gaggle of disgusting irritating girls dropped a spoon on the floor. Did they pass it to a staff to clean? No. Did they place it on their tray? No. They put it back into the cutlery containers. How inconsiderate is that? So now everyone will eat contaminated food because SOMEONE was stupid and lazy enough to do such a foolish thing. I really felt like slapping them. They're not only ugly character-wise, they're also ugly looks-wise. GOD and they had the audacity to act like nothing happened. I regret not scolding them, I promise I will do so next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They don't say 'excuse me'. They just stand there and expect you to make way for their big fat self to pass. I got so sick of it I just stared at them right in the face and refused to budge until they finally muttered an 'excuse me' or wandered off in search of another gap in the queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really cannot stand Singaporeans. Sometimes I'm really embarrassed and frustrated to be a Singaporean, and I wonder when they will change. Is it only Chinese who are like that? So self-centered and inconsiderate? How many generations will it take before our society changes for the better?&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/2329895492407701421-5364359182802288320?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/5364359182802288320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=5364359182802288320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5364359182802288320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/5364359182802288320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/ugly.html' title='Ugly.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4556862622560827340</id><published>2009-07-05T13:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:21:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regent.</title><content type='html'>It really sucks to teach my sister also. At least she gets algebra and shiz, but sometimes it's really maddening.&lt;br /&gt;"What's 29-15?"&lt;br /&gt;"6."&lt;br /&gt;GRAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;from Taiyu:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective: Are you mean and sarcastic? Have you ever answered people ‘meanly’ and sarcastically? If yes, show us how mean and sarcastic you are! If no, then you should try at least once in your life with this note.&lt;br /&gt;Rule: Respond to these as sarcastic/mean as you could.(YR stands for Your Response.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying person says:&lt;br /&gt;1) I am cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: You're also blind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am the most beautiful/handsome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Compared to a pack of pit-bulls. Oh wait, I think you'll still be uglier.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) See, everyone likes me because I am rich and famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Those are the only two reasons why they like you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Unlike you, I am perfectly multi-skilled. I do everything very well from sports to academic thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: You're also very good at bullshitting. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You don’t know me? I am a Bruneian artist; I have albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Sorry I only listen to nice songs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying pretty woman/handsome man says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I know you like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Only your face, sorry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What are you looking at? I am not interested in you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: I was wondering how it must feel to be as stupid as you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sorry, you are nice but seriously not my type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: It's okay. Your type is the ugly, stupid ones.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) UNLESS you are rich, then don’t dream that I will get a ride with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: You're so fat you'll probably crush my car.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Look, I am pretty/handsome; I can make people hate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Obviously, God compensated for your lack of brains by giving you beauty.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying extremely ugly woman/man says:&lt;br /&gt;1) I think you and I can make a good couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: AHHH who disfigured your face??!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) May I have your cell phone number? please please please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Sorry, I only give my cellphone number to good looking people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Hi, wanna hang out? I want you to be with me the whole night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Sorry, I don't want to be in a living nightmare.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What do you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: The fact that when you stand next to me, I look super hot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I want you to say that I am pretty/handsome and you like me sooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: I don't lie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your enemy says:&lt;br /&gt;1) Hi bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Hi son!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You smell like shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Because I'm standing next to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I know you hate me because I am much better than you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Delusion, poor you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What an ugly creature you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: I think you're looking at the mirror.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am going to win your ass in this race for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Nah, even my donkey can run faster than you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your annoying ex says:&lt;br /&gt;1) I still love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Of course you do. I'm perfect.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I know you still love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Then you obviously have the wrong source of information.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Please, go back with me honey/hubby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: There's no way I'm going back into the hellhole with you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Please call me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: I'm busy feeding my pet rock. Next time, perhaps.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The break up hurts me so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Aww. I totally sympathize with you. Now go away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying salesperson says:&lt;br /&gt;1) Wow! You are so pretty/handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Thank you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Seriously, I used this product and i've changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR : Um, if you're an example of the effects of the product, no thanks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) We are giving a discount up to 50%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: I'm not cheap.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) This one is good sir/madam. Buy sir/madam, buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: Okay Siti, go and clean sir/madam's room now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) That product is not good; it causes pimples all over your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YR: But I'll still be prettier than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep using the word 'super'. Anyway, I'm very exasperated by the girl I'm teaching at TYA. Like, I really don't know how to teach her, and sometimes when I teach her math, I get so frustrated that I will raise my voice and I think I've driven her to the verge of tears a couple of times. I feel so guilty, but I really cannot control it. I can't seem to find a way to explain it to her, I've tried drawing, scenarios, the normal way, telling stupid stories, but it still doesn't work :( :( :( How??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm really hoping for someone to be willing to spend 88$ to buy a ticket to watch the match, COZ IT'S DAMN BORING WRITING THE ESSAY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay super happy, my parents are back! :D Hello incessant nagging, I've missed you! :) Absence does make the heart grow fonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went for the Sudoku competition, which was a total waste of time coz I just tikamed everything! Then had lunch at Dian Xiao Er I love that restaurant. For a non-duckloving person like me, their duck tasted pretty awesome :) And they have a Nike factory outlet there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm going to write an essay for the Liverpool Craziest Fan competition. I am going to win that thing, by hook or by crook.&lt;br /&gt;And also look through my math stuff :) Super happy, I bought envelopes from Popular. I'm currently in an envelope craze! :D And happy birthday John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super excited to tell Hanisah stuff, but too lazy to message her. Danielle, I hope you move to Hillview!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4556862622560827340?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4556862622560827340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4556862622560827340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4556862622560827340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4556862622560827340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/regent.html' title='Regent.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-441694562051516153</id><published>2009-07-04T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:39:53.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake!</title><content type='html'>I love Calculus and Polar Coordinates! Super fun :)&lt;br /&gt;PE was okay, I didn't grow but I lost weight yayzzx.&lt;br /&gt;Went home around 230, then we started to bake a chocolate cake for Mommy and Daddy! But then we realized we ran out of chocolate so I walked all the way to Rail Mall to buy from Cold Storage! Okay fine Rail Mall is just opposite my home but I had to walk one big circle round all the condominiums! So anyway I finally got the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;We spent two hours baking the cake! I never want to touch chocolate ever again! But the cake was quite good, after we made the frosting and put it in the fridge. Here's the recipe! I altered it a bit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cake:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat oven at 180 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sift 100g of flour and 1 teaspoon of baking powder into a small bowl.&lt;br /&gt;3. Whisk 125g of butter and 150g of sugar in a large bowl (Best to whip till extra creamy, around 7 minutes.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Separate the yolk and white of three large eggs (each egg around 57g).&lt;br /&gt;5. Whisk yolks into the batter, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;6. Mix in the dry ingredients together with around 50g of almonds/macadamia.&lt;br /&gt;7. Melt 250g of coarsely chopped chocolates till smooth (put microwave setting to defrost), then mix into batter.&lt;br /&gt;8. In a separate large bowl, whisk the whites until stiff white peaks form (it will be very foamy)&lt;br /&gt;9. Fold in the egg whites into the batter with a spatula.&lt;br /&gt;10. Whisk the whole thing until well mixed.&lt;br /&gt;11. Spoon batter into a 9"x9" pan (which is buttered and floured.)&lt;br /&gt;12. Bake in oven for about 35 minutes. (to check if it is done, stick a satay stick into the cake. If it comes out clean, it is ready.)&lt;br /&gt;13. Let it cool on a tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Frosting:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Melt 150g of chocolate (coarsely chopped) until ALMOST liquid, then place 75g of butter together with the chocolate, and melt for about 15-20 seconds. (defrost)&lt;br /&gt;2. Leave to cool, and then apply on cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you place the cake in the fridge, the frosting hardens and it tastes quite nice. A word of advice: DON'T LEAVE THE CHOCOLATE INSIDE THE MICROWAVE TOO LONG. I accidentally burnt the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. Um, today had Touch. We get to watch Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince for free! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met this very rude woman on the bus (yes, the bus! I took it to school and from school on friday!) who just blocked the whole passageway with her big fat butt and refused to move along the aisle. Next time when I have kids, I will teach them to always move to the rear of the bus, and to allow people to alight from the MRT before going in, and to always stand on the left side of the escalator! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-441694562051516153?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/441694562051516153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=441694562051516153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/441694562051516153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/441694562051516153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/cake.html' title='Cake!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4204177960736711838</id><published>2009-07-02T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T16:24:53.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly imperfect.</title><content type='html'>Daddy saw my hair, fell to the floor (literally!) and laughed hysterically for two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared, be very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee I just cut my hair super short and got bangs so now I look like a SUPER NERD! Like seriously my hair looks like a bowl/helmet or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy are leaving Singapore at around 6pm today! I told Mommy that if she saw nice red/orange/yellow tops, could she please buy it for me. Also, today's lessons were pretty dry, even though Evolution was very slack. Math is okay, I wish Wu Liang would go faster though. He seems like a nice enough teacher. Chem was boring as usual, I doubt I've had a single interesting chemistry lesson since the start of the year. I think I like Chinese a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milano! I like! And reading about Desmond's post, I have something to say! I think that everyone is hypocritical to a certain extent. The thing I don't like about some people, is that they try to make excuses about how they HAVE TO be hypocritical and make it sound as if they had no choice. You always have a choice, and the only reason why you're like that is because you're a coward. For example, they say that they are like that because the teacher told them to be nice to the person. That is BULLSHIT. If you deem the person as unworthy of niceties, then you shouldn't conform to what the teacher wants. However, I understand how it is that you're afraid of offending the person you don't like.&lt;br /&gt;But you can always just stop talking to the person, you don't need to talk bad about him/her. You can be hypocritical to maintain good relationships, but that's the limit. Anyone who's fake just to get revenge/humiliate the person or shit is someone who does not deserve any friends.&lt;br /&gt;That's just my opinion, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4204177960736711838?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4204177960736711838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4204177960736711838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4204177960736711838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4204177960736711838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/perfectly-imperfect.html' title='Perfectly imperfect.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-4261219633731192202</id><published>2009-07-01T08:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:33:33.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruminations</title><content type='html'>I get mad when people mention some stuff about me to others. As in like, just random things about my life and what I know. Sure, it's not like some huge Pentagon secret or something, but I'm entitled have some say in who gets to hear what, right? Surely you should have the decency to ask before you tell others stuff. Maybe I don't want the person to know? You should get a hold on your big mouth and stop blabbing things I say/do to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I love reading travel magazines! I want to go to Sanya and stay at the Le Meridien resort, go to India and stay at the Oberoi, go to Bali and stay at their villas, stay at the Mount Fuji resort again! (love their croissants) MALDIVES!!! I WANT GOSH. But so expensive! I searched, like, 5 nights at Sheraton for 2 rooms would be $3024, and it's just their normal room! Excluding air fare!&lt;br /&gt;South Korea in December. Hmmm. I don't mind going to North Korea, but it'd be so hard just trying to gain entry! I really want to go to Japan and buy my Shiroi Koibito and green tea mochi! :D SUPER want to go to Japan :( But in Korea I can buy lots of pretty pictures of LEE MIN HO HO HO. But I don't want to stay in a service apartment! I know how stupid that sounds, but I like hotels coz well, I like looking at all the pretty lobbies and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A leopard will never change its spots&lt;br /&gt;it's not the first time he's done things of these sorts&lt;br /&gt;when he truly shows his lesson's been learnt&lt;br /&gt;only then can forgiveness be earned. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of heidi's constant badgering and her big warm fluffy compassionate heart, I will be more understanding and give him the benefit of doubt. Because &lt;i&gt;it was just a moment of folly. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-4261219633731192202?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/4261219633731192202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=4261219633731192202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4261219633731192202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/4261219633731192202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/ruminations.html' title='Ruminations'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-6822734758272751745</id><published>2009-06-30T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:33:58.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited.</title><content type='html'>The title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bursting with ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-6822734758272751745?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/6822734758272751745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=6822734758272751745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6822734758272751745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/6822734758272751745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/excited.html' title='Excited.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-3695579811050380541</id><published>2009-06-29T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:31:19.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voulez-vous coucher avec lui?</title><content type='html'>Fish, kick off at 7pm, so late! D: And my dad says it's not worth it to see 22 stupid men kick a stupid ball for 88$ :(:(:( I'm very sad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY my mom said we can watch Liverpool! Hmm I really want the 188$ tickets. HAHA maybe I should get Grandstand lower! Or The Kop, either one :) I don't want my stupid sister to go though. She's a brat. And my mom is damn weird she asked me to check whether Nan Hua still has school one since someone got H1N1, and I asked her in a perfectly nice tone (I wasn't even pissed or anything) what she wanted me to check, and she said that my tone was bad.&lt;br /&gt;SCREW YOU D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went prawning on Sunday with Adeline, Adabelle BJ and Ziluo BG. At Jurong Bird Park. For 30$, I caught 5 prawns in three hours HAHAHA. Don't laugh! And the prawns tasted really disgusting. My mom said it's because they feed the prawns shit. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will do my math tutorial and chemistry AP book. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's really scary, how you can't take things at face value now.&lt;br /&gt;Who are the people you can trust?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-3695579811050380541?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/3695579811050380541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=3695579811050380541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3695579811050380541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/3695579811050380541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay-my-mom-said-we-can-watch-liverpool.html' title='Voulez-vous coucher avec lui?'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-8201076234040758849</id><published>2009-06-27T15:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:05:51.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>北海道へ　行きたい。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Isetan! :) I bought leggings coz I accidentally tore my Esprit ones gosh. I hope it can be mended though, I really liked that pair of leggings. Mommy bought a bag, and Mindy bought her littlest pet shop thingamajigs. Oh I bought two sets of stickers!!!! :D Super happy. I'll be very thrilled if you give me Fox/Esprit gift cards, Liverpool jersey or STICKERS for my birthday! But not those cheapo kinds pls, I like those that pop out or are pretty and shiny. Price guide would be around 5 dollars for one set of stickers. Good places to buy include Takashimaya and Isetan! God I'm such a present whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokkaido fair! :) Bought lots of stuff, tried their seafood chawanmushi, gosh it was like, 8 dollars for a small cup but so good! And crab tempura, crab buns, their croissants are the best, yubari melon ice cream is very good. If you have time you should go down to the fair, they sell really good food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to watch tv!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-8201076234040758849?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/8201076234040758849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=8201076234040758849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8201076234040758849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/8201076234040758849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329895492407701421.post-2424985068402291481</id><published>2009-06-26T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:32:41.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, and Brazil through to the finals! If they lose to USA I'll eat all my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;And and let's observe a moment of silence in remembrance of Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been increasingly irritable as of late. I like Azabu Sabo. I REALLY hope my dad buys the tickets to watch LIVERPOOL. TORRES! :D Heehee I want a Liverpool jersey. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, there was this LOVELY cashier at the Marketplace (supermarket) and she actually ran after me when I forgot to take my change. A lot of money okay! Like close to 40 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bloody waste of time, 1.5 hours of lunch on Friday?&lt;br /&gt;And 3 periods of English?&lt;br /&gt;6 hours of Math a week?!?!&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of Biology.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of Physics.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really worried for my Physics now. I have to do really well this semester or it will pull down my CAP. SCREW the damned MCQ I will never get over the trauma it's caused me. But what's done is done, I will not remind myself of it anymore. When school starts, I'm gonna begin my hardcore studying and mugging. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my economics class sucks like shit. Desmond + Chua, please move over to my class! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers. Like Megan Fox. Hate Alice the Slutface. Like Shia LaBeouf and Jetfire and tiny humping robot. Do not like decepticons. Do not like Optimus Prime. Likes Bumblebee and the twins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping tomorrow, woohoo! Maybe I should continue studying for Physics, since all talk and no action makes Cheryl a dumb girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, I don't care if you can shit nickels or blow bubbles with your butt, I'm sick of your antics and stupid words.&lt;br /&gt;I also think that if one wants to take on all this shit, like extra classes, honors, electives, projects, blah blah, then you should just SHUT YOUR MOUTH and not complain about it. It is YOUR choice so you damned well learn to cope or drop out. The society doesn't care for whiners kthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329895492407701421-2424985068402291481?l=beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/feeds/2424985068402291481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329895492407701421&amp;postID=2424985068402291481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2424985068402291481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329895492407701421/posts/default/2424985068402291481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-mayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-bloody-waste-of-time-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
