<?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-5345284</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:28:32.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This. Is. Life.</title><subtitle type='html'>Face it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-9170673073804656681</id><published>2007-11-13T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T01:18:58.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't ever doubt it when someone tells u that trust is very important in any relationship..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/9170673073804656681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/9170673073804656681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2007_11_11_archive.html#9170673073804656681' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-7717996339706830893</id><published>2007-08-02T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:03:47.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mom enjoys being the mommy who chases me around with the pacifier..n i thought every parent wld be happy when his/her kid has finally learnt the word, "independence".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/7717996339706830893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/7717996339706830893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2007_07_29_archive.html#7717996339706830893' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115902567022984425</id><published>2006-09-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:34:30.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>y are blog posts so often sad n depressing.. is it because u'll seem superficial if u only blog happy entries? or is it because sadness tend to b magnified while happiness get undermined?  mayb bloggers feel a greater need to blog when they're depressed.. its kinda sad (for me, at least) to scroll through the archives to find mostly depressing entries.. but its the sad days that teach u to </summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115863416607155357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115863416607155357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_09_17_archive.html#115863416607155357' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115353551395888798</id><published>2006-07-22T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:41:54.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time flies real quickly when ure having fun.. about half of the group has left for the rockies.. our corridor is so much more empty now.. another small grp of ppl are leaving for singapore tonight.. then it'll b our turn to head for las vegas tmr.. its been a good month here in UBC. one of the best memories i've had i must say.. i'll miss the weekend trips that never fail to be fun, fun n more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115353551395888798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115353551395888798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_07_16_archive.html#115353551395888798' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115260047038199341</id><published>2006-07-11T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:49:00.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More photos of Whistler!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115260047038199341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115260047038199341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_07_09_archive.html#115260047038199341' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115259970150147558</id><published>2006-07-11T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:35:01.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whistler!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115259970150147558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115259970150147558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_07_09_archive.html#115259970150147558' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115259938604614990</id><published>2006-07-11T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:30:33.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In Seattle...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115259938604614990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115259938604614990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_07_09_archive.html#115259938604614990' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115259903107644061</id><published>2006-07-11T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:24:52.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>photos frm VictoriaWe went whale watching!On our way back...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115259903107644061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115259903107644061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_07_09_archive.html#115259903107644061' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115131172735535211</id><published>2006-06-26T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:48:47.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i saw dolphins and whales and otters!! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115131172735535211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115131172735535211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_06_25_archive.html#115131172735535211' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115130413325296534</id><published>2006-06-26T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T14:42:13.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was greek festival! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115130413325296534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115130413325296534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_06_25_archive.html#115130413325296534' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115121393529502525</id><published>2006-06-25T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T13:49:42.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>still having jetlag i think.. looking forward to shopping tmr! anw, i'll let some pics do the talking... Disney shop at HK airportVancouver airportOutside our residenceForgot wat this place is called. heh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115121393529502525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115121393529502525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_06_25_archive.html#115121393529502525' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-115112691684530318</id><published>2006-06-24T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T13:28:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In Vancouver now!! :)))) the weather here is great!  havent done much yet since i only arrived like abt 6 hours ago.. ate CHOCOLATE CHICKEN frm an economical rice stall tho.. heh.  n burger king fries tastes better in HK than in S'pore! Gg away makes me appreciate some things much more.  Tho its only for a rather-short 5wks, but it has made me realise how much some things/ppl really mean to me. N</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115112691684530318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/115112691684530318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_06_18_archive.html#115112691684530318' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114889372486009242</id><published>2006-05-29T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:08:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Death has become so so real. Its become too real.  So say goodbye for just awhile, n through the tears u'll start to smile, for soon u'll be together, in heaven's arms forever........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114889372486009242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114889372486009242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_05_28_archive.html#114889372486009242' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114770697465118607</id><published>2006-05-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T23:34:07.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sat night's dinner cum catch-up session with the girlies was wonderful.. essential brew's soooo comfy.. jus the perfect place for a grp of girlies to sit dwn n talk/bitch/crap/watever... i simply love how we can talk abt anythng under the sun n still feel so comfortable and at ease.. i love how we can have fun crapping and also talk serious.. share our joys n woes n views n perspectives n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114770697465118607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114770697465118607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_05_14_archive.html#114770697465118607' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114744853836686785</id><published>2006-05-12T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:42:18.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dinner at parkroyal was ggGggrrreEeEAaTtTtT! big juicy oysters! fresh delicious sashimi! crispy tasty softshell crab! hUge pretty chOcOlaTe fOunTAin!! hahaha.. cant wait to try more buffets at other hotels! heard Greenhouse at Ritz is pretty gd.. alritey.. more photos.. the brother:the parents:the family:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114744853836686785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114744853836686785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_05_07_archive.html#114744853836686785' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114693444395326544</id><published>2006-05-07T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:04:08.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WWWHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! had GREAT fun at sentosa today!! finally back to that island after a long long time.. n this time with topaz (plus g g g senior shikang ;p)! it was a bright n sunny day! :)))) n it became slightly shady during the early evening. perfect weather i muz say :)  kinda brought back  memories of our FOC when we walked past certain landmarks on the beach </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114693444395326544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114693444395326544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_05_07_archive.html#114693444395326544' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114675280325707484</id><published>2006-05-04T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:30:07.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>y wld ppl (shamelessly)lean against a pole on the train? not jus any other pole.. a pole onto which someone is gripping(already)?my knuckles got crushed squashed today. TWICE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114675280325707484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114675280325707484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_04_30_archive.html#114675280325707484' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114666227456148510</id><published>2006-05-03T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:17:54.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm becoming more busy at work ever since i got my office-lappie.. tt's more like it.. i finally feel like i'm really working.. a colleague said i'm "poisoned" by rtc when he saw me in the office at an unoffice hour last night.. haha.. it sure sounds like i am indeed "poisoned".. to think i'm actually happy tt i've got lotSa work to do.. ha. but nah... i'm far frm tht.. jus that time flies when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114666227456148510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114666227456148510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_04_30_archive.html#114666227456148510' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114642094975511593</id><published>2006-05-01T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T02:35:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sat night was great! felt like i was being let out (kinda deprived-sounding 'eh?).. haha.. but the feeling was great nevertheless.. n finaly met with jias the babe whom i havent seen in eons.. was great catching up.. n ling too! haha.. the ps queen didnt ps us this time. hhaha. had fun talking (bitching) abt u-noe-wat (too bad, if u dun)..  n it was salsa night at esplanade's open amphi! it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114642094975511593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114642094975511593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_04_30_archive.html#114642094975511593' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114641345611931699</id><published>2006-04-30T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:10:56.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got tagged by candice...1. Who are you? cheryl2. Are we friends? yes. of course. like since eons ago.3. When and how did we meet? errrr... we had no choice. jus like we had no choice but to meet evryone else who was our classmate way back in pri sch. hee.4. Do you have a crush on me? HUH?! tt wld be WEIRDNESS (!)5. Would you ever be attracted to me? tt's weirdness too. ha.6. Give me a nickname </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114641345611931699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114641345611931699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_04_30_archive.html#114641345611931699' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114598598442921583</id><published>2006-04-26T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T01:26:24.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whhhEeeEeeE!!! its over!! work starts tmr.. kinda soon 'huh.. looking forward to the long weekend already! hahah. kinda apprehensive abt reporting to work tmr... but oh well.. gotta b brave, face it n gear up for the life of an intern at EY. wonder if it'll b weird cos i'll b like the only intern there (for now).. the yr2s only start like 8may or smthng.. n they might not even b posted to TAS. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114598598442921583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114598598442921583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_04_23_archive.html#114598598442921583' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114572256486250083</id><published>2006-04-22T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T00:16:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how come i blog the most when i'm having exams?? its supposed to b a period when i supposedly do not (SHLD NOT) have the time to blog... hmmm....anyhoo... **-es are such a bother. **-es shld learn to get a life. seriously, there's more to life than that. smtimes i think its kinda self-pity. or its a kind of sadistic tendency where u jus cant stand/accept the fact tht smone can b happier without u</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114572256486250083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114572256486250083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_04_16_archive.html#114572256486250083' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114562568910274847</id><published>2006-04-21T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T21:21:29.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one last paper to go :)))))))))))))))) hope we'll b able to go for lunch together evryday again!gotta start cracking my brains abt smthng soon.i love my new cut!my U.S travelling partner shld really appear soon..shld i dye my hair?it isn't gd to b too dependent.....i'm so dead for my papers this time :wat a random entry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114562568910274847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114562568910274847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_04_16_archive.html#114562568910274847' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114511053866894904</id><published>2006-04-15T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T22:15:38.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>u noe u havent been blogging often enough when u type a URL such as "www.blogspot.com"....... and when u realise ur stupidity and type the supposedly-correct URL, u start to doubt if "www.blogger.com" is even the rite one afterall when the page takes longer-than-usual to load.... bah.  Anyhoo, once again, its the much-awaited, highly-anticipated EXAMINATIONS! yes yes... u must b thinking.. its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114511053866894904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114511053866894904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_04_09_archive.html#114511053866894904' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-114011383653267923</id><published>2006-02-17T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T02:20:28.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saying that i havent updated here for a long time is an understatement. the last post was last yr. gosh.  ANYHOO... this wk's great. nice. our first v-day.. the first time i celebrated his bday for him.. simply sweet.  nothing fancy nor elaborate.. but it was great nevertheless.  its not abt fine restaurants or expensive gifts.. nor abt formal dressing or fancy places, wat mattered most was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114011383653267923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/114011383653267923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2006_02_12_archive.html#114011383653267923' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-113034959877246529</id><published>2005-10-27T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T01:59:58.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jus hoping for the best now.... 12 more days to go.... dunno if i'll b able to cover evrythng.... guess i'll find out soon.....D^2's 2nd paper tmr (or rather, later).. dun worry abt the 1st one 'ya.. wodx done is done.. cant do anythng abt tt anymore.. try to do better for the rest k.. u can do it..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/113034959877246529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/113034959877246529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_10_23_archive.html#113034959877246529' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-113016496199191654</id><published>2005-10-24T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:42:41.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>D^2's first paper is tmr.. jiayou 'ya! i noe u can do it.. jus wanna thank you for appearing before me.. wanna thank you for being you.. thank you for jus existing.. yea.. all u hafta do is exist n i'll b fine noeing that u exist.. hmmm.. but then again.. it'll b even betta if u jus stay wherever u r n neva eva move away.. stay wherever u r n that is beside me.. yea.. i want u to exist beside me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/113016496199191654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/113016496199191654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_10_23_archive.html#113016496199191654' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-112843198246966428</id><published>2005-10-04T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:19:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this feeling is scaring me....but i guess it shows something......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/112843198246966428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/112843198246966428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_10_02_archive.html#112843198246966428' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-112740190475486515</id><published>2005-09-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T23:26:57.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havent found the time to blog until now.. but i guess its still not too late to blog about that lovely day.. that day spent savouring my favourite food with my favourite person ^_^ its precious moments like this that make evrythng seem not-too-bad afterall :)"&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/112740190475486515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/112740190475486515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_09_18_archive.html#112740190475486515' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-112438226684739554</id><published>2005-08-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T00:28:46.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havent updated here for quite awhile... still trying to get used to a whole lot of stuff... sharing a room, using a common (not-so-clean) toilet, laundry, printing my own notes, having to walk long distances (frm the south spine to the north spine) to diff LTs, checking the sch's webby frequently for announcements, not having the usual gang ard anymore n the list goes on.... i guess its kinda </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/112438226684739554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/112438226684739554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_08_14_archive.html#112438226684739554' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-112144145387713363</id><published>2005-07-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:30:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cant rmb when was the last time i laid hands on a rag, b4 today.. n i cant rmb the last time i used a rag to actually clean/scrub smthng.. n i dun think i've ever used a vacuum cleaner.. n i did all of those today... although, judging frm the pathetic way i was handling the vacuum, lily took over tt tiny sucking machine after a mere 8 seconds.. she only gave me 8 secs at it b4 she decided she cld</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/112144145387713363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/112144145387713363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_07_10_archive.html#112144145387713363' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111937378473085140</id><published>2005-06-22T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T01:09:44.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if ignorance is bliss, then y do we seek knowledge?is it really true tt a child's innocence is the most precious?is it precious becos of wat it is or is it precious only becos its easily lost? so do u only treasure smthng if u noe u're gonna lose it or do u treasure smthng for wat it is? or perhaps, u only learn to treasure after u've lost it.. cliched but true..since we know tt we only start to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111937378473085140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111937378473085140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_06_19_archive.html#111937378473085140' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111884546971427496</id><published>2005-06-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:24:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how can u ever b happy when u're never satisfied? u might think u're happy, but tt happiness never lasts....u might b happy in some ways.. but ur other forms of unhappiness jus make this feeling seem so insignificant..y do ppl, or rather, y do i tend to focus on the not-so-bright side? does the brighter side not mean anythng to me?can it b bcos u're not used to being happy tt u jus gotta find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111884546971427496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111884546971427496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_06_12_archive.html#111884546971427496' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111842913407788152</id><published>2005-06-11T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T02:45:34.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling kinda surreal again... like how all of us r outta sch n leading rather seperate lives.. with no School as a common "base" (for lack of a betta word) where we used to meet almost evryday (not like we had a choice).. but oh well.. this is jus the beginning.. n its already not too bad cos at least almost none of those in my closer circle of frens r gg abroad.. thot i shld haf gotten used to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111842913407788152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111842913407788152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_06_05_archive.html#111842913407788152' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111807540255718747</id><published>2005-06-07T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T00:33:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>anyone noe where i can get a new, polished n non-screwy brain with money-back guarantee? cos i think i desperately need to trade mine for a brand-new one.. having this thot precisely proves my point.... oh, n did i forget to add tt brains which r made up of optimistic, non-cynical, non-skeptical n non-convoluted materials r preferred..? n smtimes i wish the brain doesnt rule over the heart.. but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111807540255718747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111807540255718747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_06_05_archive.html#111807540255718747' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111634884919147869</id><published>2005-05-18T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T00:54:09.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THANX DEARIES!!!!!!!!! really appreciate it. n i had a WONDERFULLY FUN time jus now.. SOOOOO niCe to see u guys again! yall never fail to make my day! haha. oh, n haf i mentioned? I LOVE U!!!!!!!!!!!! :))))))))))))))))))))))))) -big hug-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111634884919147869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111634884919147869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111634884919147869' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111548621176756915</id><published>2005-05-08T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T01:16:51.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it isnt tt bad gg to nus/ntu/smu.. wait, i shld say it isnt bad at all.. i mean, i dunno if i'm being unambitious or anythng.. but i jus feel tt local Us r gd enough for me.. i mean, there's no one to blame besides myself for me not getting any scholarships.. but i dun regret or anythng tho.. i did watever i did at my own pace n put in the amt of effort tt i chose to put in... i noe myself.. i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111548621176756915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111548621176756915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111548621176756915' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111521893924262307</id><published>2005-05-04T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T23:02:19.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CONGRATS to my darling juniors!!! *mMmMuuAcKsSs*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111521893924262307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111521893924262307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111521893924262307' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111504971416972626</id><published>2005-05-02T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:01:54.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanx u guys.. any day spent with u guys is a great day.. cute socks n cute earrings. my first birthday present of the yr :)  n br's such a talented baker.n had a fun day with the girls yesterday too.. hope u like wat we bought u, sin! too bad ling-cruella-kai cldnt join us... had to spend time with her precious baby.  dun worry, we're understanding frenx.... nO, wE dUn bLAmE u fOr nOt teLliNg uS</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111504971416972626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111504971416972626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111504971416972626' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111479074350787243</id><published>2005-04-29T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T00:05:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm pissed. i'm angry. i'm angsty. i'm mad. i'm a teenager. n like wat jias said, STILL a teenager. i've got the right. not my fault tt this place has been left stagnant fer so long. if it was a little damper, it wld haf been a wonderful breeding ground for mosquitoes.  ok, not funny.  i've lost it.  ok, wAT "it"?  i've never been humorous.. jus unconsciously farnie.....n i thot i've had it </summary><link 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type='text'>AAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHBBBBAAAAAAHHHHHHH!FFFFFUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKRRRRAAAAAAAAARRRRRR!!!!!!WWWWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!GGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!BBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRR.........AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHsigh...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111251766984760042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111251766984760042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111251766984760042' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111246458072815218</id><published>2005-04-03T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T01:56:20.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BAH.  fucked up.  tt fucker got a super combo.  tt lucky fucked-up piece of shit.  i hope u explode n DIE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111246458072815218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111246458072815218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111246458072815218' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111220397274074167</id><published>2005-03-31T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T01:32:52.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>interesting week i wld say.. yea.. interesting.. refreshing.. enriching.. but those r jus euphemistic ways of describing it.. its weird how some things start pouring in one after another... when ur life's boring, its tiringly monotonous.. when u finally see some colour in it, it gets traumatisingly "exciting"... hmmm.. not tt i'm complaining.. jus not used to such an overload of..... stuff.on a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111220397274074167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111220397274074167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111220397274074167' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-111107661488242510</id><published>2005-03-18T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T00:23:34.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE day is nearing...............WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111107661488242510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/111107661488242510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_03_13_archive.html#111107661488242510' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110979321545804167</id><published>2005-03-03T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T03:53:35.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cant believe i'm saying this.. but..i miss school. as in rEaLlY.looking at those photos only make me realise even more how much those days shld b appreciated.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110979321545804167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110979321545804167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_02_27_archive.html#110979321545804167' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110979310176544036</id><published>2005-03-03T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T03:51:41.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110979310176544036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110979310176544036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_02_27_archive.html#110979310176544036' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110979300768937816</id><published>2005-03-03T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T03:50:07.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>those were the days </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110979300768937816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110979300768937816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_02_27_archive.html#110979300768937816' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110814322911191614</id><published>2005-02-12T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:33:49.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ever felt so irritated n frustrated but u jus cant voice it out? or cant do anythng abt it?ever had to appear jolly n as if all was well when in fact nothing's right at all?ever had to smile n chat happily with someone whom u wish u cld give a kick in the butt plUS 2 tight slaps?--hypocritical, i noe.. but tt's jus the way some things r.. n if u're still living in a fantasy world where everyone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110814322911191614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110814322911191614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_02_06_archive.html#110814322911191614' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110761880582138046</id><published>2005-02-06T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T23:53:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>counting down......10 more weeks.......10 more weeks before i can regain my freedom....cant wait.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110761880582138046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110761880582138046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_02_06_archive.html#110761880582138046' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110718864533783360</id><published>2005-02-01T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T00:29:47.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weeee! wat can i say.. the weekend was gReAt. one of the best tt i've ever had in ages. ;p mahjong was deliriously fARnIE.. courtesy of kk.. pigging out on rojak n prata at 1am was heaven.. making pancakes at 6 in the morning was fun.. N seeing my baby again was good.. :)oh, n the fAntAstICs finally met up. haha. "F4" sounds so cheesey. but "fAntAsTiCS" sounds like we're fans of Fann Wong or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110718864533783360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110718864533783360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_01_30_archive.html#110718864533783360' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110597858375892676</id><published>2005-01-17T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T00:16:23.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been a long while since i last updated here.. jus havent been in the mood to blog.. sigh. working sux. having to talk to ppl all day sux. having to talk to idiotically spasticated ppl all day sux even more. smiling's tiring. being polite is exhausting. hmmm.. not tt there arent any bright sparks in the seemingly never-ending path of darkness.. but they get over-shadowed so freaking easily.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110597858375892676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110597858375892676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2005_01_16_archive.html#110597858375892676' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110338686713646643</id><published>2004-12-19T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T00:21:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>18 December 2004 Saturday:A good day.enuff said.:))))))))</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110338686713646643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110338686713646643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110338686713646643' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110330503203492793</id><published>2004-12-18T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T01:42:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been an ultra tiring week. found myself plopping into bed straight after my shower for the past few days.. my legs really killed me the 1st 2 days.. the 1st day was amazingly overwhelming.. so many things to know.. so many terms n conditions, promotions, criteria, processes, phone functions, bla bla bla to remember.. hmm, but i am extremely thankful for such wonderful colleagues, seniors n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110330503203492793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110330503203492793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_12_12_archive.html#110330503203492793' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110243923782101556</id><published>2004-12-08T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T01:07:17.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weeeee~! so glad tt 2truth gathering was sucha success.. haha.. kinda amazing.. neva had an outing in four yrs.. n our first one was a blast! din noe tt C^3 will b leaving for gd... i'll miss u dear! =..(   dont forget us 'ya! dunno if u'll see this.. but take care k.. n thanx for organising this special day.. ;p</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110243923782101556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110243923782101556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110243923782101556' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110225310419330905</id><published>2004-12-05T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T21:36:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been wat... 10 days or so after liberation.. n i'm still NOT bored!! haha.. i lasted longer than i expected.. weeee..! ha. there's so many things to do, so many places to go, so many frenx to meet up with.. hee. jaychou's concert was gRreAat, Idol at indoor stadium was spectacular, shopping's been fantabulous, hanging out with frenx neva felt so good, movies tt i watched so far were not bad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110225310419330905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110225310419330905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110225310419330905' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110130905103786951</id><published>2004-11-25T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T23:25:11.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YaYeEeEeEE!!! iTS OVERRRRR!!!!! FINALlLyYYyyyYy!!!!! no, i dont feel lost.. i dont feel confused.. i dont feel weird... i think i'll b bored soon but who cares... as long as its OVeRrrrr!!! i'm hAPPY!!!! n tt's an understatement.. haHaha.. n no, i definitely dont feel like studying sumore, unlike some weird species i know.. hahahha.. buAHahAhahA!!! ok, i think i sound like a mad idiot.. but who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110130905103786951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110130905103786951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110130905103786951' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-110114890946785220</id><published>2004-11-23T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T02:41:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm back! wahhaah. fiNaLLYyY.. its all gonna b over soon! woweee!!!! 2 yrs of wasted life jus wooshed by so quickly. heh. trying to recall stuff tt happened but it all seem like a blur. haah.  cant really think of any significant achievements these past 2yrs.. heh. all i know is tt it feels darn gd evrytime i move piles of notes frm my room to the shelf downstairs whenever i'm done with all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110114890946785220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/110114890946785220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110114890946785220' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-109810973876676553</id><published>2004-10-18T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T23:05:40.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So say goodbye for just awhileAnd through the tears you'll start to smileFor soon you'll be together,In heaven's arms foreverAt every step you're not aloneLove's by your side to lead you onNo looking back from hereYour journey home has only just begun</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109810973876676553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109810973876676553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109810973876676553' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-109776560449167251</id><published>2004-10-14T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T23:01:14.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tmr's farewell assembly.. hmmm.... like wow..... the assembly i don care for.. but to think tt these two-yrs-or-so passed by so quickly.... its kinda scary... haha. feel kinda silly saying this. but i still remember those first few weeks in vj.. those dreadful first-few-weeks.. n i remember exactly the ones who were there with me and for me..... neo n ling, we survived!! :) haha. mayb we din </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109776560449167251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109776560449167251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109776560449167251' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-109552010021506433</id><published>2004-09-18T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T23:08:20.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jus glad tt its gonna b over soon..... doesnt matter if im not mugging anymore.. or if i'll suffer the consequences of tt.. jus want wed to arrive quickly n for all these to b over..... who m i kidding.. this is JUST prelims.... i'm jus deluding myself when i say it'll all b over by wed. did i forget nOveMbeR n wat it entails?  well, i guess i didn't.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109552010021506433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109552010021506433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109552010021506433' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-109448364089070847</id><published>2004-09-06T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T23:14:00.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haPpY biRthdAY piNg deAr~!! ok.. belated actually.. anyhoo.. hope u enjoyed yaself today.. its nothing much, but it shows how dear a fren u are to us~! happy opening those cranes.. n folding them back again 'ya. :) hee. alrite.. i noe i shld b burying myself in my books rite now, but it was worth "sacrificing" a day of mugging-time to celebrate a fren's bday.. sighx.. today was jus a "break" (i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109448364089070847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109448364089070847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109448364089070847' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-109326582719003042</id><published>2004-08-23T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T20:57:07.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woohoo~ GP's overRrRR!! ha. ok, y m i so happy.. 1 down and a million more to go... blea~ its gonna b essays, essays, n more essays.. ok, wodx new.. y m i complaining when i alr knew.. alrite, at least i don hafta live with looking at chemical equations n physics formulae tt have the mysterious ability to drive someone nuts... heh. hmmm, saw smthng really disturbing today,  at fish n co. Gosh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109326582719003042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109326582719003042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109326582719003042' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-109214535405791179</id><published>2004-08-10T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T21:42:34.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha. blea~ since someone (a.k.a KK) complaineddd... i shall update this, as how johnson put it,  stale blog.. haha.anyhoo, its been really, how shld i put it, boring? monotonous? sad? depressing? quote frm someone, A level's really a bitch. gosh.  alr struggling to hang on..  not to  give up at this already crucial stage.. wonder how to survive this sad life for another few more months.. haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109214535405791179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/109214535405791179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109214535405791179' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108973306931854823</id><published>2004-07-13T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T23:39:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tt thin line between human and animal....  a slight difference in brain structure.. genetic n chromosome make-up.. ha. wat do i noe abt biology.... but i do noe tt it exists in all of us a primitive instinct, whether u noe it or not, to strive for survival, seek security, try our utter best to protect ourselves frm harm, physical or emotional, the desire for power n control, over others n over </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108973306931854823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108973306931854823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#108973306931854823' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108930255282588373</id><published>2004-07-08T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T00:02:32.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.. let's see.. a little laggy here.. but yea.. the week following the end of cts was GrReAaT! haha.. shopping with cand, then pris.. clubbing with some of my gd frenz, whose company i really enjoyed! ha. dunno abt them, but i sure had a fun time at CB. ^_^ n hmmm.. jus a reminder.. evry cigarette u smoke takes away 7 mins of ya life! haha. ;p jus slacking n chilling out's definitely gd stuff, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108930255282588373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108930255282588373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108930255282588373' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108870427346370458</id><published>2004-07-02T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T01:55:30.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FROZEN QUEEN/ KINGYou dont want love to come through to you. You likeit the way you are. To be unreachable, no needto show feelings. Hiding everything inside you.You are already used to it. You say yourselfthat you dont need anyone, that you stand onyour own two feet or that you dont have timefor these things. But in reality you are scaredto get hurt. You feel save where you are: byyourself, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108870427346370458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108870427346370458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108870427346370458' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108869553876629245</id><published>2004-07-01T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T23:25:38.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighz.. wats happening? i hate being lost.. having no idea at all.. its eating me up frm inside.. stop this. pls. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108869553876629245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108869553876629245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108869553876629245' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108771565000269114</id><published>2004-06-20T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T15:14:10.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lalala.. feelin' goOoOd.. amazing how my mood can swing frm one extreme to the other.. blea~ ;p yupX.. no more self-pity for me.. there're better things for me to indulge in.. hAha.. n i bet i'll have a helluva gREaT time this tues.. haHa.. we'll scReAm our heads off, let out all our frustrations n enjoy the music!!! or shld i say, noise? hAhaHa.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108771565000269114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108771565000269114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108771565000269114' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108757823377956337</id><published>2004-06-19T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T01:24:33.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hrmm... 3 weeks into the hols.. its kinda bewildering how things can happen so quickly.. first, things felt so surreal... then it was like a dream.. n the nxt minute, i'm snapped out of this happy sorta-weirdness n back to reality.. 1 pathetic week left b4 i'm thrown into the battlefield, defenceless... but i don really give a damn, really.  jus feeling so sick n tired.. its jus so.... i dunno.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108757823377956337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108757823377956337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108757823377956337' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108653559248988532</id><published>2004-06-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T23:27:21.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Never Too FarYou're with meTil the bitter endWhat we had transcends This experience Too painful to Talk about So I'll hold it in Til my heart can mend And be brave enough to love again A place in time Still belongs to us Stays preserved in my mind In the memories there is solace Never too far away I won't let time erase One bit of yesterday Cause I have learned that Nobody </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108653559248988532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108653559248988532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108653559248988532' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108601863835019254</id><published>2004-05-31T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T23:50:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was depressing.. wodz new. life's depressing.. ha. understatement. guess she's right, its time to b practical.. not emotional....  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108601863835019254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108601863835019254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108601863835019254' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108462977026293417</id><published>2004-05-15T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T22:04:33.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was great! ha. my dear teammates celebrated for me early in the morning, after assembly. i thot i was going for a "softball meeting". thanks all u darlings for the cake, song, present, card n jus being the vj softballers.. N i cant believe i'm soOOo blur.. it was happening rite under my nose n i din notice anythng.. ha. pris, u're quite a gd actress. ha. managed to hide evrythng frm me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108462977026293417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108462977026293417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108462977026293417' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108437848045479865</id><published>2004-05-13T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T00:18:50.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>told myself tt i shld b happy.. wodz the use of being down n depressed.. it all boils down to jus self-pity, ritez?  but wat makes me think tt i can decide how i shld or shld not feel n tt i can control it by jus simply a turn of an invisible knob frm within, so tt the needle, frm "sad", now points to "happy". wait, its not tt simple.. wat abt the in-betweens... i was so naive as to believe tt i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108437848045479865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108437848045479865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108437848045479865' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108409034053288677</id><published>2004-05-09T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T16:18:09.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the past week sucked.. ok, wodz new..... so, i guess the teachers hate us.. we're so FAnTaStIC tt they hate us.. no, they're so not judgemental nor biased nor anal nor over-reacting.. its jus uS.. we're the problem.. we're pricks. yes. wateva. jus wanna let this matter pass n continue leading my meaningless life.  i've been minding my own business n will continue to.. so if u will, pls not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108409034053288677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108409034053288677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108409034053288677' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108255906268156036</id><published>2004-04-21T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T22:55:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. pissed. fuck. Team dinner cum talk at jumbo was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108255906268156036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108255906268156036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108255906268156036' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108158513303498005</id><published>2004-04-10T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T16:22:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bah. feel like crap.. pitched like crap.. the weather was crap... N din catch a ball tt came straight towards my face, wat did i do instead...?!? i tuRneD AwAY!&gt;!&gt;!&gt;!&gt;! wth.. wat a dumb-ass..  don think i let any runs in tho.... but stilllll!!! bleARGH! but the team did well overall i guess... except, mayb, our batting.. hmmm.. yupz. fight on, gals! heh. we can do it! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108158513303498005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108158513303498005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108158513303498005' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-108100730161829550</id><published>2004-04-03T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T00:06:45.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a rockin' gd time jus now (literally) to the beats of songs tt i din even noe existed, amongst an entire grp of adults ranging frm those in their 30's to those in their 60's or even 70's.. more like by the side, in case we ruined their near-perfect line-dancing formation.. heh. we were desperately trying to follow the experts ard us.. haha.. n there's this kind lady who actually volunteered </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108100730161829550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/108100730161829550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108100730161829550' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107954464078931755</id><published>2004-03-18T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T01:33:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanx to all u darlings who asked.. really appreciate it.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107954464078931755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107954464078931755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107954464078931755' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107954409818816681</id><published>2004-03-18T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T01:24:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107954409818816681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107954409818816681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107954409818816681' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107928242355020073</id><published>2004-03-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T00:43:32.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY DAY!!!!!ha.. a good start to the hols-- the long-awaited break.. a week without lectures n tutorials, tiring n dreadful sch days.. a week's aint a very long time.. but i'm still grateful nonetheless.. :) its been great so far.. since friday night! ha. sin, cand n etc wld noe wat i'm talking abt. ;) we won our first src match today! ha. a great start! but we shldn't b complacent tho.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107928242355020073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107928242355020073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107928242355020073' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107789649284761507</id><published>2004-02-27T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T23:44:58.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm feeling nauseous too.. after reading jean-paul sartre.. mayb this is how i come to terms with the ugly truth.. to actually see it in print.. tt someone actually wrote a novel on it.. tt guy seems like he's mad at certain points.. neva really wanted to bother abt this whole thing.. cos u cant do anythng abt it anyway.. not tt i'm starting to bother now.. jus cant help but think abt it.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107789649284761507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107789649284761507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107789649284761507' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107771993342431727</id><published>2004-02-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T22:41:38.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hope u're in some place where u're happy. u deserve to b.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107771993342431727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107771993342431727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107771993342431727' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107754781854436505</id><published>2004-02-23T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T22:53:01.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighz..... wth..... pls b strong... n take care, all of u...... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107754781854436505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107754781854436505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107754781854436505' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107686134193697996</id><published>2004-02-16T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T00:11:34.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>not conforming to society's expectations equals abnormality?!?this is abnormal n that isnt right.. wat on earth do u expect me to do?!?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107686134193697996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107686134193697996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107686134193697996' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107624949268909641</id><published>2004-02-08T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T22:13:55.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanx mingz dear! for helping me with the new template.. er, i guess this one's nicer than the previous one.. blea~anw, managed to finish some work.. argh. so many things' cramming up n there's so little time! finished some but there's still more to clear! blea~ plus trgs n stuff.. the weekend's too short.. it shld b extended to include fridays too.. sighz... evryday i step into sch without </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107624949268909641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107624949268909641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107624949268909641' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107582243604801449</id><published>2004-02-03T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T23:54:31.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all moronic buggers shld jus fuck off n vanish frm the surface of this earth..anyway, these days have been a little betta.. but there're still those stuff tt cannot b resolved until ltr.. n of cos, there're those which cannot b resolved at all.. jus hafta live with it.. i wonder how long i can last.. n no, i'm not prepared to b resigned to it, if tt's wat u're thinking.. did the pc assignment </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107582243604801449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107582243604801449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107582243604801449' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107565142628871158</id><published>2004-02-02T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T00:06:00.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why's evryone feeling down n shitty?? sux...... cheer up, guys.... we'll get thru this together.. rite?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107565142628871158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107565142628871158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107565142628871158' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107495470769128431</id><published>2004-01-24T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T22:33:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some ppl just don't know wat respect n privacy are.........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107495470769128431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107495470769128431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107495470769128431' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107374478925018161</id><published>2004-01-10T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T22:28:10.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its quite amazing (n freaky) how two frenz can b in the same kinda situation n experience the same kinda sadness n pain but at the same time its also quite different cos it involves different ppl.. its gd tt someone can finally understand how u feel, but u don want tt also cos u don want him/her to go thru the same kinda saddening experience..  but then again, its not as if anyone can choose wat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107374478925018161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107374478925018161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107374478925018161' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107306480625976487</id><published>2004-01-03T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T01:35:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1st day of sch...... nothing much... spent 3 hrs in lt5 staring at blardie math re..... zao-ed outta sch almost right after tt..  if not fer blardie repaper, i wldnt even haf gone to sch..... din even prepare for it at all.. well, on the brighter side, had katong laksa n caught Sch of Rock after sch..... heh. n took more photos. can see them if u want to. blea~ ha. im really surprised tt my mom </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107306480625976487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107306480625976487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107306480625976487' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107289611655975359</id><published>2004-01-01T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T02:43:28.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love fireworks. its truly a pretty sight.  but i didn't feel happy looking at it jus now..... *shrugs*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107289611655975359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107289611655975359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107289611655975359' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107281749156097236</id><published>2003-12-31T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T02:48:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okie, its actually 31st, new yr's eve alr.. anw, my body clock's really screwed.. n its mostly cos i've been staying out late quite alot recently.. i think i've had enough of clubbing, quite tired of it alr.. unless there's some special reason, don think i'll b clubbing anymore.. for the time being at least.. sighz.. don want 2004 to come.. it means back to the shithole--lessons, hmwk, waking up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107281749156097236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107281749156097236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107281749156097236' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-107280102545896258</id><published>2003-12-31T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T00:18:35.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> AHHHHHHH!!! THE NEW YEAR'S COMING!!!! AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107280102545896258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/107280102545896258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107280102545896258' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-106416059898232418</id><published>2003-09-22T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T00:09:59.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don ask me to embrace life. cos i fuckin don wana embrace no fuckin life. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/106416059898232418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/106416059898232418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106416059898232418' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-105957944621990197</id><published>2003-07-30T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T23:53:56.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>u noe wat?! fuck la. this whole fucking thing juz fucking sux.  argh.  n u aren't making things any betta.  u were supposed to.  but wat happened? how did things turn out this way? y??!?! is it me? am i just too ignorant.. tt i din notice.. din realise until now... or did it jus happen? did u just decide tt this is the way u want things to b.. i wld neva do this to u, u noe... u noe y? cos i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105957944621990197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105957944621990197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105957944621990197' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-105949544870086259</id><published>2003-07-30T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T00:17:28.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm not tt naive........ i'll hang on if i can n let go when i have too... seeing is believing.. trusting ya own judgement is more than often an intelligent thing to do.. but not all the time though... wat if u think too much n is just being over-sensitve abt the whole issue.. but wat if u're  not n wat u thought was so totally true n is actually happening?  its so difficult to know the truth of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105949544870086259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105949544870086259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105949544870086259' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-105941165012022920</id><published>2003-07-29T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T01:00:51.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had games day on sat morning.. nothing much... i'm so glad tt xiaoping told me abt the tix! thankew xping n her fren for those NDP tix!! hee. how come no one seem to b enthu abt NDP?! its great wodz... lURVE the fireworks!!! darn nice!! its really lovely!! its like the whole sky was litted up.. so pretty! n those saf guys twirling their rifles.. whoa.. damn sud. hee. had our 1st match on sunday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105941165012022920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105941165012022920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105941165012022920' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-105923634461118539</id><published>2003-07-27T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T00:19:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A beautiful song.......... Breathing by LifehouseI'm finding my way back to sanity againThough I don't really know whatI'm gonna do when I get thereTake a breath and hold on tightSpin around one more timeAnd gracefully fall back to the arms of grace'Cause I am hanging on every word you sayAnd even if you don't want to speak tonightThat's alright, alright with me'Cause I want nothing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105923634461118539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105923634461118539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105923634461118539' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345284.post-105905916406114563</id><published>2003-07-24T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T23:06:03.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wat i'm feeling now just cannot b described with words.. its just a feeling of dispair n hopelessness i guess.. plus a tinge of bitterness n confusion.. its achingly painful... painfully aching... i dunno wat i'm feeling...........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105905916406114563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345284/posts/default/105905916406114563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pls_don_cry.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105905916406114563' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05651196796167385941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
