<?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-2959740692606231753</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:20:13.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chermaine ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chermaine, ohdear.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05260500113086698066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S64BGS1ZHgI/AAAAAAAAA58/fhzJHOgmCqI/S220/P.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959740692606231753.post-7533165271790773920</id><published>2010-02-09T03:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:44:43.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I thought I was over it.</title><content type='html'>Somethings I couldn't lie about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; I miss the times when me and him were together. (No doubt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; I miss the times that me and my clique hung out. (We still do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; I miss my old class (2/6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just can't get over the fact that time passes so quickly, and that so many things are happening at once. One moment you're alright and the next you're not. But its not all bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets not be pessimists shall we? My birthday is just half a month away! :D I wonder if during that day would he(N) do anything? We already planned to ton out at Andre's condo again, just like last year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what I have bought for CNY. My father is really childish sometimes, and I heard him being really childish yesterday. He went to Vivo with my mum to buy their CNY clothes. He saw this shirt which costs about $250+ and he wanted to buy it. My mother kept objecting because it is expensive. When they ot home to fetch me and bring me to buy my stuffs, my father kept grumbling and grumbling saying that its not fair. He's really cute! I love my parents (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So farrrrr... I've bought 3 pairs of short shorts and 2 pairs of skirt. All demin and all from New Future. Expensive, gwahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Bought tube dresses, halters and racerback. I found out that I didn't have even one top with sleeves, and then I went to buy some Slogan Tees, which are really pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to on Facebook. Sayonarah. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2959740692606231753-7533165271790773920?l=cheer-forcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/7533165271790773920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-i-thought-i-was-over-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/7533165271790773920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/7533165271790773920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-i-thought-i-was-over-it.html' title='And I thought I was over it.'/><author><name>Chermaine, ohdear.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05260500113086698066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S64BGS1ZHgI/AAAAAAAAA58/fhzJHOgmCqI/S220/P.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959740692606231753.post-729787670786823850</id><published>2010-02-06T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:56:18.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm falling for you.</title><content type='html'>Saw this somewhere. Its a nice way to propose.&lt;br /&gt;And Valentine is coming too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  You know what? &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  What? &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  Next time i see you, don't wear that skirt again, it's too revealing &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  Why? I thought you loved that skirt &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  Next time, wear something that reaches to your ankles &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  Ok whatever &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  A dress that reaches to your ankles.. and wear long white gloves that reach to your elbows &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  What? &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  Trust me &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  What are you trying to do? Hide me from everyone? &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  Do up your hair as well real pretty &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  Are you listening to what i'm saying? You're so conservative, don't choke me like this... Are you kidding me? &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  I'm dead serious. &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  You know i dont like guys who boss me around &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  ... Wear a veil &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  ... what? &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  Wear this ring too &lt;br /&gt;•Girl:  .... &lt;br /&gt;•Boy:  Marry Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to post today because I think my life is boring now (: Posting on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2959740692606231753-729787670786823850?l=cheer-forcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/729787670786823850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-im-falling-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/729787670786823850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/729787670786823850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-im-falling-for-you.html' title='I think I&apos;m falling for you.'/><author><name>Chermaine, ohdear.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05260500113086698066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S64BGS1ZHgI/AAAAAAAAA58/fhzJHOgmCqI/S220/P.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959740692606231753.post-5838117839497794262</id><published>2010-02-04T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T03:26:56.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This boredom is killing me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2qr1LE1PYI/AAAAAAAAA5c/METtRJtgdzc/s400/P1310228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434344830370397570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Valentine's Day is coming soon!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On MSN with Edward and Genghan. Watching Spongebob on the TV too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is going to be social Studies test tomorrow. I'm going to mass revise tonight again. I love my Veralyn shifu btw. She's the most wonderful love advicer the world has ever known! RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in class after school, with Dion, Sara and Shihao, waiting for Enrui to finish his EL Supplementary. I was like mad singing in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying now. Goodbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2959740692606231753-5838117839497794262?l=cheer-forcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/5838117839497794262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-boredom-is-killing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/5838117839497794262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/5838117839497794262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-boredom-is-killing-me.html' title='This boredom is killing me.'/><author><name>Chermaine, ohdear.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05260500113086698066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S64BGS1ZHgI/AAAAAAAAA58/fhzJHOgmCqI/S220/P.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2qr1LE1PYI/AAAAAAAAA5c/METtRJtgdzc/s72-c/P1310228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959740692606231753.post-8831782907127956098</id><published>2010-02-03T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T03:10:07.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a camwhore night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVwAHmQHI/AAAAAAAAA5U/w25h7mNSDGg/s1600-h/P2020253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433968708553162866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVwAHmQHI/AAAAAAAAA5U/w25h7mNSDGg/s400/P2020253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This wonderful lady gave me sweets today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVndmB0tI/AAAAAAAAA5M/HpbJjZolgtQ/s1600-h/P2020252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433968561846604498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVndmB0tI/AAAAAAAAA5M/HpbJjZolgtQ/s400/P2020252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the sweets she gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All of the below are camwhore time after CCA Dance Anti-Drug Competition practice:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVaZEvirI/AAAAAAAAA5E/TD6HcDgubt8/s1600-h/P2030273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433968337294953138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVaZEvirI/AAAAAAAAA5E/TD6HcDgubt8/s400/P2030273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVOPbU1II/AAAAAAAAA48/BjvSvik4wVA/s1600-h/P2030275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433968128546886786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVOPbU1II/AAAAAAAAA48/BjvSvik4wVA/s400/P2030275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please ignore me being unglam in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVH7dHZOI/AAAAAAAAA40/iBqpo_SlK_s/s1600-h/P2030257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433968020106470626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVH7dHZOI/AAAAAAAAA40/iBqpo_SlK_s/s400/P2030257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lU37xS2CI/AAAAAAAAA4s/4O3wDXlbkvk/s1600-h/P2030269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433967745313200162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lU37xS2CI/AAAAAAAAA4s/4O3wDXlbkvk/s400/P2030269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUu4T37oI/AAAAAAAAA4k/O_EAemGo42Y/s1600-h/P2030270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433967589765672578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUu4T37oI/AAAAAAAAA4k/O_EAemGo42Y/s400/P2030270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUks4C6lI/AAAAAAAAA4c/66B8h7zXgSA/s1600-h/P2030272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433967414897470034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUks4C6lI/AAAAAAAAA4c/66B8h7zXgSA/s400/P2030272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUYSwDl1I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Y8ajnFqCA8w/s1600-h/P2030274.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUMSqp2wI/AAAAAAAAA4M/utTsj511f8c/s1600-h/P2030263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433966995545119490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUMSqp2wI/AAAAAAAAA4M/utTsj511f8c/s400/P2030263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUCdLxKTI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kgr6HoDDdoQ/s1600-h/P2030265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433966826569673010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lUCdLxKTI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kgr6HoDDdoQ/s400/P2030265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lT4ZiCChI/AAAAAAAAA38/pCfosAu2o3I/s1600-h/P2030264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433966653790620178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lT4ZiCChI/AAAAAAAAA38/pCfosAu2o3I/s400/P2030264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lToYW205I/AAAAAAAAA30/lMqeYDF8u5c/s1600-h/P2030267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433966378597405586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lToYW205I/AAAAAAAAA30/lMqeYDF8u5c/s400/P2030267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;It was so fun camwhoring the whole time. I think I should bring it to tuition later on. Somethings I have to declare first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;See Huiting&lt;/b&gt;: I have forgot to write a birthday speech to you yesterday because I was running out of time. But I'll do it now. Babe woman, I've known you since P1 when we both started tuition at Enid's house. Although you weren't that close to me then, but during P5 we were very close. I know you have given me the nickname "Woman" for so long, and right now you have still been using it. I'm really sorry for not being able to sms you on your birthday as my handphone has been confiscated. But I really do hope you had fun yesterday, birthday girl. Last year, I've contacted you again, because I found out that you were mapling. (SEE MAPLE NOT THAT BAD PEOPLE. CAN BRING FRIENDS TOGETHER!) We were close once again, but I couldn't attend any outing you and Genghan had organised because of my packed schedule. Dearie, I still miss you. And I hope you have a wonderful 15th birthday. Lovechus ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edward Ryan Wagstaffe&lt;/b&gt;: GET WELL SOON ANGMOHKIA!Get more rest and sleep early often. See a doctor if you need to. Maple more too, I've been seeing less of you on maple ): Lovechus too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Sheryl for giving me the sweets today to eat. I really hated that super bitter one, and was hoping it'll end with a sudden sweetness but it didn't, but I still love you for giving them to me :D ENGLAND TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veralyn darling, my shifu at love advices. She's really good at them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, basically today has been normal. Have homework to do, did them too. I'm a good girl! Dance was awesome, as usual. We had a storyline change for the competition. Turns out, me and Kaijuan are now the "Angels" in the dance, trying to snatch Nadrah away from the Seven "Devils" for justice. Wondering should I continue Chingay performance... Maybe I should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2959740692606231753-8831782907127956098?l=cheer-forcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8831782907127956098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-camwhore-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/8831782907127956098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/8831782907127956098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-camwhore-night.html' title='This is a camwhore night.'/><author><name>Chermaine, ohdear.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05260500113086698066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S64BGS1ZHgI/AAAAAAAAA58/fhzJHOgmCqI/S220/P.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2lVwAHmQHI/AAAAAAAAA5U/w25h7mNSDGg/s72-c/P2020253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959740692606231753.post-1023383795577057736</id><published>2010-02-02T02:39:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:23:23.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For A Pessimist, I'm pretty Optimistic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gF4MkMpbI/AAAAAAAAA3k/jOmAaslfYoE/s1600-h/P2020247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433599413426365874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gF4MkMpbI/AAAAAAAAA3k/jOmAaslfYoE/s400/P2020247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In class for decos, took time to camwhore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gFli4BMPI/AAAAAAAAA3c/DguK5Gj6UYk/s1600-h/P2010229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433599092997566706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gFli4BMPI/AAAAAAAAA3c/DguK5Gj6UYk/s400/P2010229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dance phototaking session. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gDnOjGqCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fgvOn867Sfs/s1600-h/P2020243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433596922877618210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gDnOjGqCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fgvOn867Sfs/s400/P2020243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Class deco. Si WenKai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gDNOkyphI/AAAAAAAAA28/lfsi-n-_XtM/s1600-h/P2010233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433596476208096786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gDNOkyphI/AAAAAAAAA28/lfsi-n-_XtM/s400/P2010233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KAIJUAN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday to &lt;b&gt;HuitingBabe&lt;/b&gt; (SwissCottage) and &lt;i&gt;DylanLim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! You're 15 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a really fun day. Went back to school! :DDD Rushed around to hand in collage things. Maths was really great without Mr Lee. I'm really happy Mr Leong took over. Had a Emaths test too. Easy as cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorated classroom for the Chinese New Year season. Got the chinese of Prosperity pasted upside-down in the back of the class. It means Prosperity Come. Well, it looks kind-of nice. But there is effort put in. I folded origami cranes using the red packet. It looks nice, and stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 2 tests for me today. Emaths (as I had mentioned), and Chemistry (which was supposed to be taken yesterday, but I didn't went to school). Chemistry was really easy. But I had a question which seems like I'm not getting what it meant. But it is just a mark. So.... Oh well. Hopefully I get that correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou everyone who said their concerns and wishes to me about my health. Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to be on facebook (: then maple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2959740692606231753-1023383795577057736?l=cheer-forcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/1023383795577057736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-pessimist-im-pretty-optimistic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/1023383795577057736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/1023383795577057736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-pessimist-im-pretty-optimistic.html' title='For A Pessimist, I&apos;m pretty Optimistic.'/><author><name>Chermaine, ohdear.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05260500113086698066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S64BGS1ZHgI/AAAAAAAAA58/fhzJHOgmCqI/S220/P.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2gF4MkMpbI/AAAAAAAAA3k/jOmAaslfYoE/s72-c/P2020247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959740692606231753.post-4151315588290048955</id><published>2010-01-30T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:48:42.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Right Wrongs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2UYEm_POXI/AAAAAAAAA20/sF3nyk-RLnU/s1600-h/P1154_27-01-10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432774992956701042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2UYEm_POXI/AAAAAAAAA20/sF3nyk-RLnU/s400/P1154_27-01-10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a gloomy day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools back on tomorrow. And today will be the last day that Mr Lee will be our math teacher (: And Mr Leong will be our maths teacher from now onwards. Hopefully Mr Leong will be so much of a better teacher than Lee, as Mr Lee is like TinkerBell, waving his "wand" (which is actually the whiteboard marker) around. Oh well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually just now, I was supposed to go to the clinic and see the doctor. But then, too bad, the doctor wasn't in ): And the nurse said that I can't buy any medicine without the doctor prescribtion. So &lt;i&gt;lalala~&lt;/i&gt;. I know some people are going to nag soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is like 1 month more away! Put the date in your calender people! &lt;b&gt;1st March&lt;/b&gt; 2010 is going to be an awesome day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2959740692606231753-4151315588290048955?l=cheer-forcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/4151315588290048955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-right-wrongs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/4151315588290048955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/4151315588290048955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-right-wrongs.html' title='All The Right Wrongs.'/><author><name>Chermaine, ohdear.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05260500113086698066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S64BGS1ZHgI/AAAAAAAAA58/fhzJHOgmCqI/S220/P.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2UYEm_POXI/AAAAAAAAA20/sF3nyk-RLnU/s72-c/P1154_27-01-10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959740692606231753.post-8778896914815986516</id><published>2010-01-30T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:18:16.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the way around, just to get back to where I started from.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2PoySREi8I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fVnfxhFRA7M/s1600-h/P1157_27-01-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432441526133492674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2PoySREi8I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fVnfxhFRA7M/s400/P1157_27-01-10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zomg, look at my eye bags! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fever just sucks so much. Sore throat too. And headaches. You just never know when will you get better. I'm probably not going to school on Monday, but I'd try to beg my parents to let me go. I have to do the collage design for the Anti-Drug Competition! I can't let my teammates down. So about 80% I'd be going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maple is getting more boring by the day. Edward said he was quitting after CNY. Joey is quitting too ): Its like everyone is leaving! Everyone whom I know from school isn't playing maple anymore, since they are too caught up in they're Dota world. I find that I'm so outdated playing Maple, while the rest are playing the "in" thing right now. Oh well, guess it sucks being one of the oldest in the clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day and Chinese New Year coming soon. Hopefully I get to spend Valentine's with friends. I've bought a pretty 3-inch heels for CNY, it doesn't make me seem so short anymore. Although its not a total boost in my height, but hey, it helps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maple now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2959740692606231753-8778896914815986516?l=cheer-forcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8778896914815986516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-way-around-just-to-get-back-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/8778896914815986516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/8778896914815986516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-way-around-just-to-get-back-to.html' title='All the way around, just to get back to where I started from.'/><author><name>Chermaine, ohdear.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05260500113086698066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S64BGS1ZHgI/AAAAAAAAA58/fhzJHOgmCqI/S220/P.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2PoySREi8I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fVnfxhFRA7M/s72-c/P1157_27-01-10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959740692606231753.post-8274972885876239727</id><published>2010-01-28T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:21:59.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning. Yeah, life just bores me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2FHaKnKESI/AAAAAAAAA2M/kjbBcdOAooc/s1600-h/P1250211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431701140436291874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NcHw6vKs0FM/S2FHaKnKESI/AAAAAAAAA2M/kjbBcdOAooc/s400/P1250211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do think my eye bags are getting worser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesssss, I'm back on blogger. Just link me ups. Life is really boring nowadays. Yet I kept looking back at Sunday, where me and my maple friends met up to chat. I still miss that wonderful day. Thank you to Joey, Yikang, Edward, Emmelia, Kane, Rowena, Ahboon, Edwin and Hanyi for making it so memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ever since the first day of school, I've always been complaining about the ugly, old maths teacher who always pisses me off on my facebook (or Twitter). Yeah, good news! He's ditching our class, maybe because 3/5, is a rowdy class (but to me it isn't), and there will be a new teacher coming to us! Say goodbye to Mr Lee and hello to Mr David Leong (FYI: Not the discipline master!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life just keeps getting better and better for me. It sounds so cliche, but after a storm comes the beautiful rainbow (Quoted: Dion). I may not have the best of all things, but I'm sure one happy girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go and maple :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2959740692606231753-8274972885876239727?l=cheer-forcher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/feeds/8274972885876239727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-beginning-yeah-life-just-bores-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/8274972885876239727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2959740692606231753/posts/default/8274972885876239727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheer-forcher.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-beginning-yeah-life-just-bores-me.html' title='A new beginning. 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