<?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-8349499</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:50:43.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*B.L.A.C.K.C.H.E.R.R.Y*-murderEss</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</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>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-113612724741109924</id><published>2006-01-01T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:11.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new yr 2</title><content type='html'>ytd i signed out early cos there was this beetle buzzing around the computer. and i call it the PEANUT BEETLE cos it looks like a peanut. and it buzzes around buzzily and its scary!!!! so i just typed out some BRB msg and left. that was midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is the night of jan 01. went to church.. gave out 4 of my gifts only. cos i was rushing for second service and cant go for 3rd where most of the owners of my gift are. gotta serve nursery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i deen really went for service.. only went for praise and worship and left. sad sad. however.. I AM BACK TO NURSERY!!!! woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many many toddlers today. so many. and alot of them are new. most kept crying and my heart goes all out to them!!!! anyways.. i deen really spent much time with them today.. cos i did health check most of them time. FIRST TIME.. quite funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gloves were like making my palm sweat.... nyahaha.. i see cute fingers.. and cute toes with nice baby smell. awwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY SMELL ROCKS!!! plus korea.. nyahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel like braiding my hair.. WHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-113612724741109924?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/113612724741109924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=113612724741109924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113612724741109924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113612724741109924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-yr-2.html' title='happy new yr 2'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-113604782841394899</id><published>2006-01-01T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:10.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new yr</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its super cool how i get to live in between yr 2005 and 2006 and count down. i just love the inbetween feeling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i feel so cheated!! i bought the vcd My Lovely Kim Sam Soon and now, its gonna be out in tv!!!! lucky i never buy some more.. gosh. korean addict. woohhoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i will be right back to blog.. THERE IS A PEANUT BEETLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am freakng out! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-113604782841394899?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/113604782841394899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=113604782841394899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113604782841394899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113604782841394899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-yr.html' title='happy new yr'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-113592476395990845</id><published>2005-12-30T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:10.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evil</title><content type='html'>if i am meant to be evil den i will be.&lt;br /&gt;but i am not! so no matter how evil i am i wont be so thats why its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;just waste my time thinking of who to spite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am suddenly losing my faith drastically again for my o levels. I WASNT PAYING  MUCH ATTENTION ABT IT UNTIL RECENTLY. the devil's playing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont know what i am thinking abt larh.. the whole thing's starting again.&lt;br /&gt;everybody's like nth to me and dont matter to me anymore. whoever comes, goes. LET IT BE!&lt;br /&gt;BLEAHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-113592476395990845?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/113592476395990845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=113592476395990845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113592476395990845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113592476395990845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/12/evil.html' title='evil'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-113592443595675471</id><published>2005-12-30T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:10.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel like shit</title><content type='html'>feel like shit feel llike shit.&lt;br /&gt;hate like shit hate like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt a moment of betrayal. and it hurts and sucks like hell.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe its not avoidable. owwwwwwwwwww WHATEVER larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up christine.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back indonesia and learn how to bake. open a franchise store in singapore and make it BIG. and start killing small idiots who poisoned bad thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;gonna sting u back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-113592443595675471?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/113592443595675471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=113592443595675471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113592443595675471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113592443595675471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/12/feel-like-shit.html' title='feel like shit'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-113430428324218806</id><published>2005-12-11T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:10.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHRISTINE"S BACK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to summarise what have been happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALOT OF THINGS HAPPEN. CONTINUOUS BLESSINGS FROM AWESOME DADDY.&lt;br /&gt;GREAT CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;LOADS OF RUBBISH.&lt;br /&gt;SUDDEN TRAVELLING.&lt;br /&gt;MANY TRAVELLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-113430428324218806?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/113430428324218806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=113430428324218806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113430428324218806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113430428324218806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/12/christines-back.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-113154867999913707</id><published>2005-11-09T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:10.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again</title><content type='html'>its been 2 mths since i last blog?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways hi again. its exam season so nth much to blog except for A LAYER OF ULTIMATE FAITH AND GRACE AROUND MY PAPERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention that KOREAN DRAMAS ARE COOL. especially RAIN.&lt;br /&gt; as the saying goes, " aja aja fighting!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. whatever. ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-113154867999913707?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/113154867999913707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=113154867999913707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113154867999913707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/113154867999913707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-again.html' title='back again'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112696541814226381</id><published>2005-09-17T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:10.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally thought of what i wanna post. its just a sudden entry larh since this blog is like gonna decay sonner or later but i hope not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahs so its like.. hmmm.. i sort of figure out abt loads and loads of things. as in REALLY REALLY ALOT OF THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first things first, my mathematics. i tell you, i confirm will score a A2. nyahahaha.ok larh.. i list out my targets k. learnt it from CHERLYN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels Target:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English            A2&lt;br /&gt;E.Math            A2&lt;br /&gt;Literature       A2&lt;br /&gt;Comb Sci        A2&lt;br /&gt;Comb Hu.      B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it seems too impossible and i can see lots of imaginery looks on the faces of ppl. like, "oh wow! think too far alr." or maybe, " cant make it larh". but u know what.. i have been telling ppl i will get distinctions and they just laugh. i laugh at myself too. and its not cos of today's preaching that i start having confidence of getting distinctions. today's preaching just add tonnes of confidence to my past confidence which leaves me with OVERWHELMING WEIGHT OF CONFIDENCE. i am not being over-confidence or what but it sort of just brings up my self-esteem. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah. i am aiming for 11 points and i shall get it. dont be surprised.. cos actually i am a very smart girl ok. just that i started to know more things in the outside world and start being very very "slack-ish". so however, I AM SMART LARH. yes now i can see the looks of disgust on some ppl's face like,"yah rightttt." oh yes i am right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, hmmm.. i have been studying real hard. but i still havent get a chance to start my humanities! argh! i shant brag abt how coincident today's preaching is with my life. cos the "yah rightttt" faces will come back again. I CAN SEE AND IMAGINE well. so enuff abt studying and now the personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it dont really suck or what. but i am feelin' very very satisfied with myself. i dont know whats wrong or what but i just feel so contented with what i am doing now. and, i realised that i am not called to be a someone who can lead or what. like being an MM. its just not me. chuck away those experience of me being a prefect. its just rubbish larh. they go according to the acadamics. so happens i was still innocent then and i am now again! ha. ok maybe i am called to lead as a MM but i just dont know abt it larh. i feel that maybe i just want to be a normal youth. yes a  normal youth. all this while.. i think i get to be a MM is cos of my own effort. and probably cos of my past? or maybe cos i am a senior in DARE. being and olevel retaker. i dont know. i just cant lead. i tend to be so observant that i end up disliking so many wonderful ppl. i comment. i give looks. i try hard to impress and be nice. ERGH! just sick of it. i want to be me! my own self. not bothering abt what ppl think or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now let me see... who understands me? ah there, the warm big cuddly hand of Daddy is raising up. yes only Him. this is the reason why i feel so satisfied with myself. decisions i make has only need Him to support. my mind suddenly just open up that He loves me. and He truely truely loves me. so the decision of moving on, whether to be a MM or not.. He helps me to think. courage, maturity is all given by Him to me suddenly. who else can you trust but Him. who loves you more and gives you His only son, Him. all is Him. He is the beholder and i will be the one who empowers. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, i realised also that i got alot of ambitions. hahaha. like being an archaeologist, or marine biologist or egyptologist or a psychiatrist or a forensic scientist or being a detective or a social worker who builds orphanages and going overseas to help the poor. i dont know.. so many things i wanna do!! its mostly gotta do with mysteries and helping the poor. it sounds cliche but hey, these stuffs do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so many things i wanna share but my hands are getting abit tired. haha. to keep it short i have decided to live everyday abundantly and be myself and have the attitude that goes yipee-doo-daa. and ppl should leave me alone and i am scared of guys and men. i just cant see them face to face. its so scary. i can talk to guys only thru something which doesnt allows me to see their face. and i have stage fright! and i dont like chirpy AA braggers. and i dont like impressing ppl no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love myself and Jesus loves me. the greatest love of all acc. to Darren and the greatest book, Bible. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112696541814226381?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112696541814226381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112696541814226381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112696541814226381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112696541814226381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-ive-finally-thought-of-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112619280088782524</id><published>2005-09-08T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:10.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sucks big time..&lt;br /&gt;ergh! i hate finding clothes for wedding dinners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, went to stay overnight at lev's house. before that went to study at white sands. planned to go to the airport but i heard that i will get chased out. so try to be safe than sorry. studied awhile den liann called me say that i could go her hse study. so i went den studied chemistry. wanted to study history but AHHH!!! always change the subject in the end. i got to understand chemistry better. nyahahaha, studying with liann and lev is good. can concentrate. so i study till i got lazy to go home and stayed overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today went bugis for some filming and met edna, joyce and cher. shop around to look for my top. bought it. so now left with the shrug. yahs..so thats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be alone for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112619280088782524?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112619280088782524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112619280088782524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112619280088782524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112619280088782524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-sucks-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112593829601426131</id><published>2005-09-06T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:09.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>madness surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like the rushing and pushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna communicate with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my life, i yearn to be confined and enclosed in somewhere out of reach of the dumb human society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain is shutting off. thank the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112593829601426131?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112593829601426131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112593829601426131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112593829601426131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112593829601426131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/09/madness-surrounds-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112433489706124402</id><published>2005-08-18T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:09.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i am using the sch's computer. i decided to post an entry with it. wanna know why??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos my sch computer is a real antique and so its hard to find one that is so KONKED UP, thus i am gonna take this opportunity to leave a memory of my sch computer in my blog cos I AM NOT COMING BACK HERE AGAIN AND NEITHER AM I GONNA USE THIS COMPUTER EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;i just wondering what pentium is it. hmmmm. 2 probably? nyaha. the keyboard is like super old that the letterings on each square-y thingy is fading off.  and the previous computer i use is much worse la! there is like a problem with everything. the dimisnished colour pixels, the lagginess, the "untypable" keyboard and the forever running away cursor!&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to change to this com which is much better but still not as good as the one i have at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone should teach me how to appreciate the things i have! cos nth's ever good for me except going to church. where everybody you love is there, everyone craps around like nobody's business and it is filled with the abundance of Grace and Favour and Blessings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.. back to sch stuffs. i am SOOOOOO not going to michael's science classes ever! cos firstly, his mood swings are not pardonable, secondly, he cheats my money (sort of), thirdly, he is so arrogant, fourthly, he is so sarcastic and lastly, HIS FACE IS SO DISGUSTING!&lt;br /&gt;i need extra guidance to love ppl like him. BUT AGAIN, THERE IS NOTHING IMPOSSIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;yarhs, so thats why i am not going back to his class again and i have decided to join another class where the teacher is so much for nicer and look like dexter and i bet he is so so much more funnier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahs... now i am waiting for cher to bring my chicken rice over...... HUNGRY! and i think i am gonna POOP soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112433489706124402?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112433489706124402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112433489706124402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112433489706124402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112433489706124402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/08/since-i-am-using-schs-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112420480526406294</id><published>2005-08-16T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:09.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have decided to post something today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few weeks have been great. i found a perfect way to make me study which is to organise all the notes and stuffs nicely to make it look professional and then the mood to study will natural come. nyahaha. SMART GIRL CHRISTINE. SMART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i managed to finish 5 chapters of the Physics TYS today. i feel so so proud and accomplished. but i didnt do those essay questions larh. too lazy and must write very long. and guess what, all the mcq questions are always repeating more then twice just that the info given are being changed. so its like.... making me feel as if i am smart which of cos i am larh but its becoming too easy!!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so besides studying i have been eating and watching tv and sleeping. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i slept around 4 am on sunday cos i had a "DA CHANG JIN" vcd marathon with my dad which he borrowed from my aunt. he kept saying "last one last one" but in the end we figured that might as well finish up the series. so we watched non stop larh. but the sad thing is that THERE IS NO ENGLISH SUBTITLE!??!?!!!?!? only chinese..... so most of the time i dont understand whats going on.. and what word is refering to what thing. sucks big time. why cant my aunt buy the one with english subtitles!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok firstly christine, your aunt speak only chinese and hokkien. COMMON SENSE!?! and secondly since she speak only those two, how do u expect her to buy the one with the english subtitle when she doesnt need it!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so rightt.. i get that point.. but have she thought abt me.. hmmm.. NO. haha cos she wont even bother thinking that far. only our heavenly Father does. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so talking about my dad, not much quarreling and he even sent me , my sis and bro to church!!! shocking right! i know sending us to church is a no big deal to many of you but hey, it means he allows us to continue going to church. and there will be lesser naggings and complains. whahahaha. he even encouraged me to bring my brother to my church and not bring my sister only. its like, GOD OPEN MY EARS WIDE!  so the next big thing will be he coming to church. nyaha! even if he doesnt, the blessings we get would still be an overwhelming influence that he cant even resist. and besides that, my cousins came for DARE service. oohh, i am a blessing to everyone. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously cant wait for more good stuffs to come. plus i think i have grown smarter or sth somewhere.hmmm.. whahahahaha. self-praising is good. cos the more u praise urself and think positively, it will happen because you are the WONDERFUL CREATION OF THE HEAVENLY FATHER. plus His works are always perfect so how can you criticise your own body....&lt;br /&gt;see i told i've grown smarter and mature. LEVEL UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112420480526406294?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112420480526406294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112420480526406294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112420480526406294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112420480526406294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-have-decided-to-post-something-today.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112316564412935603</id><published>2005-08-04T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:09.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is nothing IMPOSSIBLE in my life. so dont tell me "cannot one larh" k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i am His Beloved and thats the main motivation i need. (: His love conquers EVERYTHING and He is the one that i should impress and not you YOU you you YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, short sweet and simple. enuff to make you understand. awww... being love by the Almighty one is gooooood~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112316564412935603?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112316564412935603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112316564412935603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112316564412935603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112316564412935603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-is-nothing-impossible-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112256760212923691</id><published>2005-07-28T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:09.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from Long Beach Restaurant. ate quite a lot of good food there. but didnt manage to take many photos cos my brother, went to the toilet and poop. so by the time he comes back, everybody have eaten the cake. so no more cake to take pics with alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that went to shop with charis at MINDS. tot the shop was gonna be big but its small. lots of interesting stuff there and its really very cheap. then after that we decided to go to Queesway to shop. so we were looking around at the beady stuffs but i gotta leave earlier. so charis was left alone to shop by herself. i felt so mean then she kept saying its ok its ok. oh wells, since she says so den i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis again and my dad picked me up from there. went to buy cake for mom and then went home. go home den go out again to heartland mall. shopped at giordano cos my mom got discount since its her birthday. so we spent like 121 bucks and got 2 free gift cos when u spent $60 and above you will get a free gift. yeahss. altogether we bought three 3/4 pants and one shirt. and we get to choose our 2 gifts. but it must be below 20 bucks larh. my sis chose the polo shirt and i took the lycra blue round neck. its been so long that i've waited at alas it come. ((((: den after that went to walk arnd and i bought this reallyy cool dirty green cum beady and puffy skirt. shiok or shiok? hahaha. den we quickly rush home cos we have to get ready for the dinner celebration. the car park at heartland mall is super irritating larh!! it took us 20 mins to get out from there cos the stupid barricade thingy works in a very lame way. it takes turn to open. if there is a car coming in, the one who is going out have to wait. and there is no VICE VERSA. so as u guessed, lots of cars came in and none went out. and we wait super super long. GRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, luckily i didnt go to sch larh. heard from cher say that michael was late for 1 hr and then they decided not to go alr. manss. then next, my hse almost got burnt. but it didnt so thank God for His almight protection(: well you see, before we left the house for the celebration, my mom went to heat up the soup cos she was feeling hungry. so when she went to change her clothes she forgot abt it and so we left the hse without turning off the stove. so when we came home, the house was filled with disgusting pungent stinging smoke and it was super stinging!!!! made my nose feel so numb and painful. now i know whats like to be caught in a fire with carbon dioxide everywhere and no fresh air to breathe. but no worries cos GOD PROTECTS HIS BELOVEDS' HOME AND FAMILY. (((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now tthe hse still stings but my brother manage to just fall asleep. thats a true pig for you. WOAHA!&lt;br /&gt;and i love korean guys!!! RAIN!! LEE GONG-GUN!!! KWON SANG-WOO!! all so handsome... hahaha. whatever christine whatever. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;plans for tommorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-go to Paragon to change Nike pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-meet TWIN! at dhoby ghaut to shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-skip school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-go suntec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-play arcade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-study (hopefully ") )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-BS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;plans for saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-BBQ at east coast for sis's b'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-may canoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;plans for sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-CHURCH!!!! woohhooooo!!!! (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;-criztin`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112256760212923691?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112256760212923691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112256760212923691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112256760212923691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112256760212923691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-mummy-hahaha-just-came.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112235285432220816</id><published>2005-07-26T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday's good. had p &amp; w training. super funny and cute. ((:&lt;br /&gt;service is good too. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday is fine. went bugis to shop but it seems that all the shops are low in stocks. so gotta go back on wednesday to get whatever i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i dont think i am going to class. i dont know what i am going to do either. yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;you know what, i am not going to care alr. i am giving  up. i find that it doesnt make sense to me at all when i am trying to love you but you are not doing anything. ok maybe i am not oblivious to what you are trying to do to me too so why cant you make it clearer. if its not the sarcasm and suanings then there will be the jealousy and the bannings. i dont even know what you are trying to get to me. I REALLY DONT KNOW. maybe you want to spend more time with you. okies i admit i really cant do that cos i am not so open to you then the rest of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there thats it. i have said what i wanna say and anyway you are not gonna read my blog. so yeah. dont worry i will still try abit tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I CONFIRM NOT GOING DARE 2 PLAY II. I GOT MY COUSIN'S WEDDING DINNER. so i gotta start shopping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112235285432220816?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112235285432220816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112235285432220816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112235285432220816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112235285432220816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/sundays-good.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112212579044488441</id><published>2005-07-23T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:08.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks ah for making fun of me sarcasticly. BIG "THANKS".if it is really funny then well, hope you enjoyed it. i dont even wanna care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is for my dad. i reached home and no one's home. that is fine. i called my dad and asked him where they were. he said at johor eating. and that is not fine. i went,"WHAT!!! Then never tell me.."&lt;br /&gt;and guess what he said,"I ask you what time you coming back you say you dont know. You havent eat ah? I thought you say you got party. What you want to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies, i am utterly speechless. well i lied abt the party so that laura could come but actually it is more of a surprise den a party. so of course a surprise have no food. sorry abt that. but the thing i am most shocked abt is that you ask what time i am coming back home but you never tell me why you ask. !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i simply said "Never mind. I go down buy food myself." then the most infuriating thing is when he said this, "Buy yourself? We buy for you larh, we coming home alr. We bluff you larh. We at the opposite hawker there eating." and thats like OKAY~~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am totally pissed larh. what do you mean by that man!? ok its a joke i know. but why the h*** will you do that. so i told them that i am gonna cook noodles at home instead. THANKS SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, service today is sad but sweet. thanks Laoda. really thanks alot. its very very sweet. though i was kinda stunned cos i know that sermon was for me and those who is like me. and its very sweet of you to preach abt that. its sad too larh, cos i think i am gonna give up. i know you are gonna believe with me. but the thing is that the scar is still there. i dont know how to describe on how i feel. whatever examples you gave on how you treated ur parents last time. i did that. and its awful how it feels now. it sucks big time as in totally.  so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, we were put into our new DARE grps. and ours grp is kinda quiet. but it will get better and better. AMEN! we introduce ourselves and sven came today. at last! but he left quite fast too. nyaha. then after that we had a last song and den the MMs performed a cheer for the leaders. coolness. this is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaders Leaders jin jia ho,&lt;br /&gt;Dont believe, Jin kang kor,&lt;br /&gt;I say you say what say.&lt;br /&gt;Leaders Leaders ni hen hao,&lt;br /&gt;Dont believe, You goondu,.&lt;br /&gt;I say you say what say.&lt;br /&gt;Leaders Leaders we love you,&lt;br /&gt;Must believe, We love you,&lt;br /&gt;Ai ni Ai ni Ai Wo&lt;br /&gt;Ai ni Ai ni Ai Wo&lt;br /&gt;Ai ni Ai ni Ai Wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;phuu &lt;/em&gt;*the girls blows kisses**the guys post like slyvester BUT MORE HANDSOME (:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that i went to buy some snack with tchr joy and tchr yi mei and claudine. meet up with evan, shir and fabian to go home. then joy joined us at a later bit. i almost see the fireworks at city hall there, but when i reached, it stopped. ALWAYS ONE. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats all. friends are my 2nd family. expecially twin and evan. one very sensible, another very hyper. its enuff to balance me up.&lt;br /&gt;so what abt my real family? well all i can say is that its not as bad as last time. but things are not as good as how it was before all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got like 3 fathers. not that my mom shares 3 husbands larh. choy!&lt;br /&gt;first is Daddy God, second my real dad and third, my god-father which is my dad's elder bro. he is still single though. yeahs. so whenever i got any trouble or what, Daddy God will be the first i run to. thats definite of course. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and DARE 2 PLAY II is on Sept 10. hope i can go. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112212579044488441?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112212579044488441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112212579044488441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112212579044488441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112212579044488441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/thanks-ah-for-making-fun-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112184547442790991</id><published>2005-07-20T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:08.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'m sooo bored.. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what, i am in cherlyn's hse using her Fujitsu laptop. shiok. the buttons are all so soft. nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;went to her hse to ask her help me dye me my hair and bought Mac's for her and for myself of cos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all is done, but the colour is still not so obvious. sheesh. i think i am gonna buy a more obvious one soon. cher's dying of hair skills is good. seriously good. hahaha. its all even out and not in patches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies i am giong off soon.. c iaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cher's gonna go her vocal class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112184547442790991?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112184547442790991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112184547442790991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112184547442790991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112184547442790991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/m-sooo-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112178290017132836</id><published>2005-07-19T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:08.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAD FUN TODAY. WHAHAHAHA. as in real fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to for chem class. luckily i never go for physics cos only 4 person went. as usual.. class is getting smaller in quantity each day. BUT remember always, its not the quantity is the quality. HAH. its good though is it gets smaller, means tchr will pay more attention to us. NYEHS. blessing in disguise urh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am quite pls with myself today cos i can do chemistry questions at last!!! okay actually with the help of mark (the smartest) and also notes and textbooks larh.usually i wldnt even bother looking at it but today, i did and i manage to do it!!!! cool or cool?&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. so after class it was pouring super heavily and only cherlyn has got a BROLLY (just learnt that new word frm the show.whahaha) a.k.a umbrella. so she had to like shelter each of us over slowly to OG. and its so freaking cold larh that cher has gotta buy a sweater from giordarno.&lt;br /&gt;ohh, and she forgot to bring her wallet today. nyahahahaha. so edna had to help her pay her cab fare and other stuffs. we were like thinking of how to help cher to get money. so funny larh..den she decided to ask her sister to give her some money since her office is so near. den she was like telling us she borrowed 30 bucks. and we were like , "LIKE THAT ENUFF MEHS!!!" she was like, "woah, why u all say like that." thos who knows cher knows what we were teasing her abt. nyahahah. and then that michael was like, "luckily she never forget to bring her handphone or else she will die." then we all kept laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;oooh.. how i love my school friends.. i still miss those bunch of goons though.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we walk arnd to wait for the rain to stop and we went to bugis village to shop and den went to cher's sis's office to take the money. den after that we went seperate ways. cher me and edna tgt. saren  and joyce. cos me and edna was supposed to acc cher for her photo shoot but it got cancelled in the end due to the rain. so we went to raffles city to sort of snack than to eat and went to cher's hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when in the cab, cher called jeff (the actor. I MEAN IT!!) cos she saw him in his car while we were waiting for a cab. yarhs its shocking i know. i was shocked too. cos last time cher was his fan club chairman or sth. YES CHER IS A VERY CRAZY LADY. funnily bonkerazly crazy. but she's lovable. so back to the talking, i asked her to put loudspeaker cos i wanna hear his voice and i commented that his voice sounded like a china man. AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID!!! that i am ba gua. thats it man. I DONT LIKE HIM. annoying basket full of fruits. herh! whatever.&lt;br /&gt;woahahahahahha. kidding larh.. but seriously larh.. i was shock okay! then cher and edna kept laughing at me. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we reached cher's hse and str8 away slack in her room and view her vast collections of cosmetics and accessories. and mind you, her cupboard is overflowing. i tell you man, she can open one shop on her own without going out on stocks. (((((: told you she's adorable yet funnily bonkerazly crazy. den we watch the DA CHANG JIN. the korean show. the gurl's so ku ku okay. so innocent and too helpful and den get into trouble. SHOWS LIKE THIS ARE SO IRRITATING but SAD for THE VIEWERS. yarhs so anyways, they helped me to make-up my face. cos i really dont know whats nice and not. its damn funny larh the way cher puts the eye shadow on me, like blue-black. whahahaha. so we had dinner and watched tv and we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manss, my eyes are burning now. i doubt i am going for my maths class tmr. nyahahahaha.and i seriously cant wait for the "3 Days Straight of Church" which is, Friday Bs, Saturday DARE and Sunday Main!!! i get to see my loves and of cos hear the wonderful stories of my Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*and people!! i decided to put some additional things to my blog so that i can protect the originality of my posts and stop SOME PEOPLE to copy my style of writing. not that my posts are good or what but its gettin very irritating. some people just cant keep the eyes to themselves.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-crizton`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112178290017132836?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112178290017132836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112178290017132836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112178290017132836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112178290017132836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-had-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112170193824282282</id><published>2005-07-18T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:08.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just found out that i got 157 posts in this blog. moaha. not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, start with sunday first. went to suntec quite early cos i gotta serve in the nursery. (:&lt;br /&gt;samantha was late and there were two new servers. lynda and deborah. deborah is the same age as me. heh! at last there is some one arnd my age. but the rest of my seniors are good enuff too!!! though the age gap btw me and them is kinda big, it doesnt change anything. we still share and talk and laugh tgt. its like, whenever you are in the house of God, you will forever be young. (:&lt;br /&gt;so from now, i am suppose to be deb's buddy. i deen really talk much with her. *&lt;em&gt;God make me talkative please&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i served till quite late. actually, the lastest among the other sundays. probably cos Pastor Prince is back and he got loads to share so ppl got dismissed quite late. yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;and then, the most funniest thing is that. most of the toddlers that came seems to cry alot. and bryan kept crying and crying. usually he wld run arnd and play and scream but he just kepy crying. so sam ask me to bring him outside since he kept yelling for his mummy and keep screaming, "tu tututututututututu...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt make out what he was talking abt so i ask sam whether bryan's bag got his pacifier anot. cos "tutu" is the so called nickname for pacifier. so sam went to check and brought his pacifier to let him suck. and he managed to stop crying. but he would suddenly scream and shout for his mom and be quiet again. its like so weird. so i started to hum some hymn and sang to him Jesus Love Me song and he fell asleep. praise God. i was kinda worried cos its not like him to cry so terribly and i prayed to Daddy to calm bryan down. its sad to see those kids cry super loud and their eyes gets so puffy. it just makes you go all out to cuddle and protect them. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing them laugh and dance and play is just enough to make you smile and brighten up ur day. the love for kids is my gift from Daddy and i am so glad that i am given that gift. you see, there is people who detest kids and finds them irritating, like my sister. she's not really those kind which strongly hates kids but she really dont like those who bug her non stop and ask her to play with them. but i like those who bug me and crowds arnd me to show me their new toys or talk to me in their kids language. or better still, keep drooling and laughing like gabriel. its like so cute. maybe i should say that the laughters of the kids are one of the seven wonders in the world. from them, you can just see Daddy's ever so faithful love on them.((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to serving, ITS GOOD TO SERVE IN THE NURSERY. i dont know why i felt tired cos instead, you shld serve with the overflow in your heart. might be cos of my head. it has lots of bumps suddenly, and one even bled. plus, it has been giving me headaches. i kept holding myself back from going to the doctor. no reasons why. (:&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry so back to sunday, after nursery, i went home with samantha and we talked quite alot abt education, families and the nursery. she's a very nice leader (:&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to be the worship leader with elise for the new songs in august. i sort of got abit of a shock there cos its like so weird. but she ask me not to worry, i just have to sing abit louder only. NYAHAHAHA. she knows i am nervous. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after that, i couldnt go back with her cos i gotta go aljunied to meet my family for dinner. we ate those bbq-ed sambal fish, prawn, kangkong, la-la... SHIOK RIGHT. but i got headache, so nv eat much. WASTED ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways twin.. i miss you too. going home alone on sunday feels weird without the craps we always have. i am gonna see you on SATURDAY!!! and FRIDAY and SUNDAY!!!! weet. 3 days str8.. my my, am i never gonna get bored. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now on MONDAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet edna at typ to study cos we decided to skip practical class since its gonna be 3 hrs of chemistry and i dont even know what the tchr is talking abt......&lt;br /&gt;so we went to walk arnd to find a place for me to trim my eyebrows cos its growing so much in less than a month. &lt;em&gt;rapid growth of eye brows leads to a unsightly forest of uneven ugly hairs. whahahahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after that, we went to eat and study at pasta. FIRST TIME EVER, i eat country baked pasta. and its filled with disgusting capsicums. yuck. i practically dig it all out larh. and the pasta tastes only like the capsicums. and its so creamy and filling. errrkkk.&lt;br /&gt;den sort of studied.. YAH STUDIED OKAY... and crap and edna keeps making fun of my pronounciation. BLEHS. whatever girl!&lt;br /&gt;and den left at 7.30 and went to Popular to shop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally home... so thats it..&lt;br /&gt;gonna accompany cher tmr for her photo shoot. AND SCIENCE CLASS TMR WITH THE STUPID ARROGANT MICHAEL. but i still love everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112170193824282282?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112170193824282282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112170193824282282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112170193824282282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112170193824282282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-found-out-that-i-got-157-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112127565566020704</id><published>2005-07-14T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:08.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what!!! tchr forgot abt the math test today and he put it to next week!!! thank God for that. i was abit panicky abt Simple Probability. i even forgot abt the basics.. whahahaha. favour (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after math, edna, me and cher went to bugis village to look at cher's stuffs. NYAHAHAHAHA. in the end she nv buy that stuff. we sort of plan to go to Holland V and Queensway tgt. but in the end, only me and edna. cher and saren got tuition. joyce went to meet her friend. ebel got work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and edna went walking arnd to look for the 61 bus stop but to no avail, we cant find it. so we kept walking until the new library building and bumped into jolene , isaac and their mum. aunty june right? erh ya, so i asked jolene whether she knows where the 61 bus stop is but she dont. LOL. neither do we. so back to the easiest way. wave for a taxi and say, "holland v pls. thankew (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the weather is like so hot can!!! just few days ago it rained (fakely acc. to jer) weirdly. and now its so scorching!!! like what on earth is with the sky?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah hem, yehs so anyways, we reached holland village and turn out that it doesnt look classy like i thought it would and we went to look arnd. everything is like really meant for expatriates (tai-tais). gosh. the clothes are like SOOO-NOTT for us. and ya you cld probably figure out that there is alot of ang mo tai tais. (: sometimes i really do envy them and it makes me wanna marry a rich kid. woahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we went to eat nasi lemak cos edna's hungry and so am i. den we went arnd looking for shops but we cant find any nice one. its so boring larh!!! so we were like complaining that ,"wonder why the tai tais come here and shop. also got nothing. all food cafe and bars. cold storage. SHOP WHAT!! liarssss.."&lt;br /&gt;then we walk pass the cold storage and i suggest we go in to take a look. so we went up the escalator and *wahhhlaaaa*, so many small shops bloom infront of us. then we were like, " okay~~~ so much for walking arnd and in the end the shopping is in here."&lt;br /&gt;saw quite a few nice stuffs but all is like super expensive larh. now i know what it meant by, "holland v is place for expatriates and tourists." DUHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to like move on with our journey to Queensway and yes, we sort of like walk so much to the bus stop. the west is so scary. you can like get lost anytime. deen really shop much today. edna bought this adidas bag at Queensway which is cheap. i bought studs as usual. we ate at Macs and walk another few arounds and went home. AND WE HAVE TO SEARCH FOR THE RIGHT BUS STOP AGAIN..... we seriously walk alot today larh ok! so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats my day. and my niece is coming over tmr cos the tchr of Brightstar have to go some sort of training. so YES!! i can babysit her and play since i am free tmr. which means i cant go to the gym with edna. sorry babe! i promise some other time ok?! heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what... oh. i am serving this sunday and there is no DARE this week. BS is on friday and i am watching movie with the babes and hunks of DARE. nyahahaha. what else.. hmmmm..my dad's gotten flu. yeahs. i havent been really talking to him except for the hi-bye,pa eat, goodnight.. sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really gotta start studying. i cannot repeat next yr. CANNOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love all of my friends. i miss twin too!! and evan!!! and everybody else!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i can feel the sweetness in me to love people. TWIN the feeling is good!! more better than gossiping and being hypocritical! i read your blog and i felt the same way too!but i want you to know that THERE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;IS NOW NO MORE CONDEMNATION rmb!!!! its natural to feel that way but Jesus in us can make anything possible as long as you have the faith to believe it. just let the feeling flow in naturally. (: we shall talk this friday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so yups... that all.. i want to blog abt something else... but i just cant figure it out.. i cant rmb!!!!! grrrrsss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-criztin`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i have just got the mood to fellowship and share ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112127565566020704?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112127565566020704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112127565566020704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112127565566020704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112127565566020704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/guess-what-tchr-forgot-abt-math-test.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112101294607479203</id><published>2005-07-11T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:08.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from my niece's b'day bbq at her hse. before that she celebrated at Mc's with the other small kidz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today.. played blind mice (finally christine) and it started to drizzle so we stopped. service started early today. pastor joshua preached abt no condemnation and Jesus being the light of the world. If He is for us, who can be against us? yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that, went to plaed blind mice again and it started to rain. so they decided to go to the esplanade to play games. didnt manage to go with them cos i gotta rush to my niece's hse. so twin, evan, shaun, jack, eugene and me walked to city hall tgt. but the guys left first. so thr trios went to buy bread from breadtalk. its like our routine alr. ((((: tried some new breads today and its good. whahahaha. bought cheesecake back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twin and evan took the red line but i had to take the green one. first time seperated. so funny. yeahs. my dad picked me up and the first thing i get when i got into the car was being condemned! cos i took out the cheesecake and started to eat and my parents were like, "waayoo, eat cake somemore. so fat alr still eat. EVERYTIME eat cake later become like ur cousin so fat. say want to slim down and diet den still eat eat eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the "EVERYTIME". well its exaggerated ok. that yummy cheesecake was the FIRST cake for this week. and its not everytime larh pls. and besides, all those fats has already been taken onto the Cross with Jesus! amen! so whatever food i eat, i wont grow fat but TALLER. yes and amen! wooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see right, being a beloved child of God is special cos' you get most of the things you want, your sins are paid for, whatever ppl accuse you of, it doesnt make a difference to ur life cos simply, that accusation never exist when He doesnt even condemn you, like DUHS. and you live under the law of the Spirit of Life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not being "ALL-SO-CHRISTIAN" here. but thats the fact. whahahahahha. you cant deny it cos its smack right in the bible. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh besides that, DID YOU ALL SEE THE NKF SHOW!!??!?! the guys are like so pec-i-fied. so tone and muscular. so bronze and golden brown. whoaaa.*drools*&lt;br /&gt;its ok, i shall have mine soon!! Daddy i know you have plans for me when its the right time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaahhhhhhhhoooooooooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112101294607479203?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112101294607479203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112101294607479203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112101294607479203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112101294607479203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-came-back-from-my-nieces-bday-bbq.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112084209583824801</id><published>2005-07-09T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:08.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh! i am back from bible study. yes i shld be glad and cheerful. BUT I AM NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just the same ol' thing again. COMING HOME LATE. its like becoming a big deal to my dad. not so much to my mom though. thats the diff btw ppl with Christ and ppl without Christ.&lt;br /&gt;i still dont know how to explain how i feel. its like one big long ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if u cant give me much freedom yet. but hello? what abt some privacy pls? yes i know this is happening amongst all the teenagers complaining abt freedom and stuffs. but i am like 17?! ok so what if i am 17 right? but hey, ppl do need privacy ever since they are like young. dont tell me u dont have any privacy to go to the loo and do ur business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a feeling i am reacting quite exaggeratingly just cos' u touch my phone or see the wallpaper or sth else u did. but it just makes me feel uncomfortable that you have to sneak arnd like that. i tot maybe u might leave my phone alone so i didnt really went back to the rm. but went i got back, my phone's light is on. OKAY I AM GETTING FURIOUS OVER SOME SMALL MATTER. but its really very uncomfortable ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dad i know its hard for u to communicate with me.but this is not the way. going to church, listening to sermons and having Jesus has completely change my life. pls dont tell me you cant see it. unless of cos those ppl in my church lies abt me being more glorious. i do admit i spend more time in church then with you but what can i do. i dont wanna try hard to pls you anymore, cos whatever i do.. nth can change the things that happen before. the scar that u left in me and the scar that i left in you and mom. trusting my Father above is all i can do. you have the rights to be jealous yes. but its the fact. i am sorry but my mind is born to think further than what it is suppose to. its not my fault for having the words "running away frm home" implanted in my mind. my mind just matures faster than what i and you can expect. i dont know what i can do to make you understand. i am really sorry. so sorry...i am really sorry. i love you but i dont know why i cant open up to you. it hurts like mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112084209583824801?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112084209583824801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112084209583824801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112084209583824801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112084209583824801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/argh-i-am-back-from-bible-study.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112057947450722795</id><published>2005-07-05T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:07.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its your birthday today,&lt;br /&gt;its your birthday today,&lt;br /&gt;its your birrrrrrrtttthhhday todayyyyyyyyy,&lt;br /&gt;its your birthday todayyyyyyyyyyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha its lame i know but hey, creativity rocks. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went to have lunch with teacher joy since there is like no sch. her working place is like so businessfied... everyone's like wearing so corporately. NICE. so we went to eat at Shenton House or sth like dat and waited for super long for the food. meanwhile we talked abt some stuffs. happening aye. so after that she went back to work and i went off to meet shir ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and nort to forget, ytd i had a good time of gossiping with the duos. evan and twin (: they are the duos and plus me, the trios. hahaha. we were suppose to study but well we decided to spend time with each other and fellowship plus gossip since we cant concentrate. nyahaha. giving reasons to console one's self that its ok not to study. WHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;went arnd walking and searching arnd for twin's henna hair dye. and then eat those yummy waffles a.k.a pancake. nyahahahha. choc with peanut butter. i think that will be the top of my dessert list. well of cos, eating that wafflelicious thingy is very messy. cos the choc will melt down the waffles and spread everywhere. EVAN EATS THE MESSIEST! trust me and she doesnt care. LOL. good food brings the true personality of a person. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twin didnt eat cos she had mocha and too much chocs at home. so after that we all went home, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the main stuffs. talking abt sch. its like holiday for me. cos well, there isnt any lab classes. i dont know why?! and den science class has been cancelled off, cos the tchr got some sch stuffs. i dont go for eng. so i am left with lit and math. and I AM CERTAINLY NOT STUDYING! i have been skipping classes.. laziness. yes LAZINESS. i have like counted the number of weeks left. its like so little time!  i really need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, its His efforts and not mine. i have learnt my lesson last yr. i will just continue slacking and of cos must revise larh. but not study to hard. i am the empress of slacking. RESTING IS MY FORTE. amen.&lt;br /&gt;faith is restoring and i am starting to declare His healing and love and blessing and favour to everyone whom i love. plus His sweetness's will be showered to everyone even to YOU*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, christine strikes back with awesome overwhelming sweetness that no one can escape. NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its Jesus in me people. DECLARE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock it baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112057947450722795?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112057947450722795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112057947450722795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112057947450722795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112057947450722795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-twin-its-your-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112012901337807950</id><published>2005-06-30T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:07.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know how to start for this entry. nyahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to talk abt friends but i have no idea how to start. argh what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE MANY MANY NICE FRIENDS! and i just love each one of them :) this friendships that we made will never be broken or what so ever. i am just so excited what is in place for us in the future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANDRA LEO PEI QIN I MISS YOU SO MUCH. i wanna pinch ur black cheeks!!and irritate you!! and beat ur buttock!!!&lt;br /&gt;TAN POH HONG I MISS YOU TOO!!! i want to peel my skin infront of YOU!&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE ONG I MISS YOU ALSO!!! i want to go ur hse and play with the webcam!&lt;br /&gt;EUNICE LOUISA NG I MISSSSSS YOUUUU LOTS!! i want to go ur hse and play, crap with you, go to ur hse's Mcdonald (but its demolished) and "study". and sleep during literature class!!&lt;br /&gt;KANG HWEE ah bu!!! i miss your suaning alot!&lt;br /&gt;LYNETTE MOK!!! i want to go and watch movies with you like hw we did during sec 1 &amp; 2!!&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL KHOO!! i miss your deadly laughter and lame jokes and mimickings!!!&lt;br /&gt;NG LI CHUAN, NG LI MEI!!! lets go to "pao pao cha guan" again and stare at those stupid ah lianS!! and sit there play cards.. do homework.. gossip!!&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER dearie!!! i miss your advices in keeping me slim!! LOL. and taking neo prints and shopping and going to ur hse to play with handphones!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of you gurls are the best man!! u rock rock rock!!!nyahaha. nw i dont know how to continueee... OH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT TO FORGET MY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DARE FRIENDS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; LOVESSSS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-criztin`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112012901337807950?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112012901337807950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112012901337807950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112012901337807950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112012901337807950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dont-know-how-to-start-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-112006338036322406</id><published>2005-06-30T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:07.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know why i care so much but still i gotta rant it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO SOME PPL LIKE TO ACT KNOWLEDGABLE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they use super profound words just to make themselves look AWFULLY good. oh pls. you dont look good and i think you guys just probably use the thesaurus to find words which have the same meaning as the simple words you guys first have. and next, maybe you just happen to read the word somewhere and copy it down. or maybe you are just plainly acting COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is SOOOOOOO NOTTTTT larh. duhs! okies maybe some of you guy's english is that good but SOME ARE NOT. so pls dont act. want attraction, there are other means to get it. want to act as if you are that punk or loner.. there are other means to get it TOO! so pls, leave the english language alone and stop using it brainLESSly k?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manss.. you can say whatever you want abt me. cos i DONT CARE abt anything you say. it wont make a difference to any of my comments.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. feel free to yak and yak and yak until you are dead tired and continue with ur life. COS IT WONT BOTHER ME EITHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i am meddlesome so what?! but i am certainly not impressed by ur use of vocubulary cos you are nothing. my english aint that good either but its certainly better than yours. NYEHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-112006338036322406?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/112006338036322406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=112006338036322406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112006338036322406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/112006338036322406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dont-know-why-i-care-so-much-but.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111996989513269913</id><published>2005-06-28T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:07.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been braggin abt changing blogskins and now i haven't!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos first things first... all of them are not my cup of tea. well actually i saw quite a few which i like but its like very white. i wanted to change it to black and problems come.. some parts wouldnt turn black!!! you know what i mean?! yeahs.. i shld be changing it real soon. LOL. as simple as possible. and put in my own pictures :))))))) now if someone cld just teach me hw to make my own blog.......... *HINT HINT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i am bored. yarhs real bored. i have been skipping school alot and its like such a waste of MONEY! i still cant believe i am retaking my o's and the school's like not ok. but i got use to it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its like some people are really such a sore in my eye. OBVIOUSLY! and the SORENESS is growing very IRRITATING LY. but whatever larh.. heck....&lt;br /&gt;i just cant wait to go for BS or any church services. things at home are pretty much getting kinda worse lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DONT KNOW WHY! nyehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111996989513269913?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111996989513269913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111996989513269913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111996989513269913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111996989513269913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-been-braggin-abt-changing.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111988279729793394</id><published>2005-06-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:06:07.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says i got a big arse! so irritatinggggggggg.............&lt;br /&gt;it has always been her who brands me fat. PUI~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tolerating.. yeahs i know i am fat. thanks for making me feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111988279729793394?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111988279729793394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111988279729793394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111988279729793394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111988279729793394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111971485454182833</id><published>2005-06-25T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HARLO againsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back from my trip. nyahahaha. total shiokness. and its super fun :)&lt;br /&gt;i love ALPHA and i LOVE DARE. its cos of You that makes things as it is. awww.... i m missing camp like crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well before that was Fathers' Day. went to eat at Jack's Place. yum yum. guess what? my dad dont even know its Father's Day lah. diaosss... didnt get him a gift. he has like everything and he is kinda choosy. yeahs so i dont know what to get larh.  and then the next day is CAMP! wooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of camp. MONDAY. i managed to get some sleep. whahaha. so the next morning, my mom sent me to AMK station and i went to braddel to wait for twin and den we went off to toa payoh to wait for evan :) and then we started walking from citylink to suntec. we were basically complaining all the way with the heavy bags that we have. duhhss... evan broke her bottle in the lift due to extreme excitement. UNCONTROLLABLE. nyahahha. all of us were super excited. so after that, went to gather in groups.. marked attendance and off to clifford pier :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ferry is super cheeennaa ok. its like a chinese junk. junk as in ship. not rubbish. journey took 3o mins or so and we reached. and its sooo hot. plus we gotta climb up the slope. duhhss.. the place look so prisonified. its barbed wire and fence everywhere. so we like gathered in the "cage" and got briefing and off to our bunksss... and the bunks are super plain and simple with no air-con. like duh right. the bedsheet is just a piece of big white cloth. the blanket is soo woolly and pokey. one bunk accomodates like 20 plus. yeahs. i was bunking with liling and debra and the rest of the girls. yeahs. all of us were like complaining and got disgusting by the insects and stuffs on our beds. LOL. so thats all abt the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next.. my group is Alpha 3. but my platoon is ALPHA. woohoo!!! we have got tchr ronnie, tchr hee jhun, charissa, parry and jon ong. yups. coolness. den after that we played our first game. and its darn grosse ok. its one whole big canvas mat filled with chin chow, flour, apple and egg i think.. its just disgusting. so we are like suppose to play "dog and bone". but this is different. we had to find the card which have the number that laoda ones. whichever group loses have to lie flat in the mixture. ewww. yeahs so in the end all of us had a chance to lie inside it. den we played water bomb where we protected the primary sixes. :))))))))) next we went to play captain's ball. but also its a diff version. LOL. there is like wet flour poured over the ball and we played with it. DEN AFTER that.. they changed it to a raw chicken.... so you can guess what happen next. chicken flying everywhere. broken into parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day we played water rafting... we have to play "tian xia wu di" to win tyres to build our raft. so fun larh. ALPHA was the last to go but we came in second in the end!!!! nyahahaha. so funnnn. after that they played some holding on game, where everybody have to hold on to each other and the leaders go arnd pulling them out of the group. its super saddening k. seeing the ppl holding on tgt and working tgt to keep each other tgt. i didnt play cos my rashes was acting up. so me, twin and evan was cheering like mad there. den night came and we had night walk. it wasnt that scary cos dawn is approaching so we can see thru the dark.. yeahss.. lots of lame stuffs happening.. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the third day.. we had battel royale which was actually playing with water guns and going arnd attacking other ppl's territory and taking their lollipops and shooting it with coloured water. i deen play too cos i sort of had a minor sprain of my ligament. so i stayed with those who were ill and injured. den we went arnd with laoda and became his "Laoda's Angels". LOL. so each of us have a gun with non coloured water and we go arnd spraying ppl and ppl cant spray us. nyahahahha. and whoever sprays us, laoda uses his super soaker and spray them back. power or not power. nyahhahaha. he is very very sweet larh. :)&lt;br /&gt;night came and all of us stayed up until the next morning... i slept at 4 am plus.. too tired out. the rest played soccer and basketball. some slept. some fellowshipped. some just chit chat. some played games. yeahss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the last day came.. and we went homee... so sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during these 4 days, we had praise and worship. and its awesome! presence of God was filling the entire room. there was ministering.  and i cried damn badly.. i did feel His presence but is just that i think i got too angryy thats why. yeahss.. argh whatever larh.anyways.. praise and worship is the best. it was such a blast man. everybody is like WOW. power. besides that. all the platoons are all super united. full of enthusiasm and teamwork. we created lots of stupid but funny and cute cheers ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godly friendships are made thru this camp. and everyone is changed. :) expecially DARE ministry... the youth would be much more special and changed. :) i just cant believe it that this camp is super shiok larh! i love it man. and DARE rocks :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111971485454182833?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111971485454182833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111971485454182833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111971485454182833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111971485454182833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/harlo-againsss.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111876434514969306</id><published>2005-06-14T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a sense of satisfaction is what i feel today :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahahahah, those who were present, u know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, skipped sch today. it was too early larh and i was super tired due the every hour of waking up to poop. and then i woke up like arnd 10.30 to get ready to go for the 2nd class. but edednana msged saying that they not going cos tchr wont be teaching anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duhs.. so i dragged myself out of bed to bathe and stuffs and went to toa payoh to meet edna. since i was going to suntec at 3 for pub stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;add 2 slice of pizza at pasta. they took such a long time to give me OK! so i da pao it with me. walk arnd toa payoh. i tell you its super huge ok! and so many ppl keep banging onto me and edna. CROWDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my way to suntec and brandon taught us how to use adobe photoshop. :)))))))))))))))))))))) nyahahaha. its so fun ok! i did my artpiece very nicely. creative and surrealistic. its just a matter of clicking here and there. pasting and modifying. but its quite confusing on which tool to use. where to click. hahaha. then we played "Smack the Penguin" and another one is  slapping the monkey or sth like dat. i cant rmb the title. but its superrr lame. hahaha. the rest of the pub team came quite late and we managed to type in all the names onto the tag. so funnn. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have dinner at fountain terrace. i ate dessert only. yeahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, twin, pls dont give in to fear. Daddy will heal you. You are His beloved rmb? nono, you are healed 2000 yrs ago. and act as if you are healed :)))) dont be afraid pls. i will pray for you ok?&lt;br /&gt;maybe you might just want to pray in tongues :) He will heal you rmb that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111876434514969306?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111876434514969306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111876434514969306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111876434514969306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111876434514969306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/sense-of-satisfaction-is-what-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111866925715879110</id><published>2005-06-13T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i deen went to church ytd. dad was like kinda pissed with me going 3 days str8. so he sort of hint hint abit larh. i got what he mean so ya i deen go.&lt;br /&gt;went to the country club instead with my bro and took a cab home after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no practical today so decided to help my father in his office since his secretary took leave. no fun, full of confusion and i saw how hectic it was. everyone is like super busy and my father was shouting here and there. i got scolded too. for being blur and not taking lunch at hm b4 coming. sighs. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys tell me i am not fat its like so hard to believe. cos i know i am. so no use persuading one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to poop more than 5 times a day. nyahahahhaa. coolness. if i cld go to the gym everyday and poop so much a day. than it will be wonderful :))))))) ideal weight. 55 first den 47. :))))))))the thing is i cant start not eating. sucks. total crap man. force force and force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is gonna be hell. science papers are gonna be given back. as u know my science tchr is very very weird. he have ultimate mood swings. really ULTIMATE. grace grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp is next week. i am excited. VERY excited.&lt;br /&gt;i love last min shopping :))))) of cos with my precious friends. TWIN and TWIN'S PARTNER!!! nyeheheheheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111866925715879110?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111866925715879110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111866925715879110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111866925715879110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111866925715879110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-deen-went-to-church-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111851121624580090</id><published>2005-06-12T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had DARE today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole service was praise and worship. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies seriously, i paid no attention to anything. i feel like an empty barrel i tell you.ARGHHHH!! this better stop soon larh. i am going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had camp briefing after the service.  and i am in Alpha 3. the people in my list are like strangers except for Ian and Jonathon Ong larh. the rest, i dont know larh. and i am like selected to be the so called leader. and its like HUH?!?!?! why me and stuffs larh. i am not bragging but i really feel so hopeless k. super out-of-the world feeling. and laoda is like suaning me, hopefully in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had the so called leaders briefing. and he say that.. i cant rreally rmb. i told u i cant pay attention! its like my mind is blank. all i can rmb is that we had to do the DARE cheer tgt with the youths and yeah larh. so embarassing. i got this stage fright thingy in me. freak nyarh. i seriously cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies anyways after that, went to meet constance, prisc, mel chew, bei and the rest to celebrate pui ser's bday. we gave her a surprise and hoping she will cry. nyahaha. so funny larh the whole thing.after that we went to eat at marina square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with brig and DDD. crapped all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR CAMP.. so longgg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111851121624580090?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111851121624580090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111851121624580090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111851121624580090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111851121624580090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/had-dare-today.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111833381601294830</id><published>2005-06-10T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why wonder why fats exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;causes so much pain for me. &lt;em&gt;in a way larh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i could only have the chance to be anorexic or bulimic, i would greatly be happy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. you ppl shld laugh at me more. and call me names and i would be glad to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it happen plsssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111833381601294830?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111833381601294830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111833381601294830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111833381601294830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111833381601294830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-wonder-why-fats-exist.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111815555598544158</id><published>2005-06-07T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make evrone hate me</title><content type='html'>can everyone hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me feel depressed pls. cos i really need that feeling to come back again.and make me feel trapped and embarassed.criticise me. mock me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i am mad. so just do me a favour and make me sick k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111815555598544158?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111815555598544158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111815555598544158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111815555598544158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111815555598544158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/make-evrone-hate-me.html' title='make evrone hate me'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111799064303800312</id><published>2005-06-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have got lots to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the first firstly, HAPPY BDAY P- HONGY/PHONG/HONG/P!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the 2nd firstly, i enjoy today's cab ride. cos the uncle is suppperr cool ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he knows that there is a CHURCH IN SUNTEC and he knows about the CATHOLIC RELIGION AND CHRISTIANITY. he asks me stuffs and answers it himself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he knows where my EX-SCHOOL is and where did it come from and he is SUPER NICE. he said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"God Bless and have a nice day to you lady"&lt;/span&gt; to me. (((((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2ndly, i enjoyed serving today. even tho it was tiring. but it was fun. at first there was only 2 toddlers who came in. and when the registering time was gonna be over, a large number of toddlers came in one after another. some were crying, some were already visiting the table filled with toys. LOL. i really felt so blessed serving in the nursery. well actually i was like grumbling abt feeling tired and sleepy e day b4 and  was thinking whether to serve anot. but i thought maybe i shld be responsible. and guess what?!?! today when i arrived, the sight of those little children of God just replenishes my energy. the thought of them running to me calling "Tchr" is so sweet. i certainly believe that this "love the kids" character of mine is just a special gift from Daddy God. well, not many ppl love kids and can tolerate their peskiness and cryings. BUT I CAN!!! do you ppl know what you are missing out?? THE FUN AND LAUGHTER the little children can bring that sometimes make a moody adult feel so much better and happier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so its like i serve for 2 services and really enjoyed myself. making milk, having praise and worship. they were  basically screaming and jumping abt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO ANYONE WANNA JOIN THE NURSERY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3rdly, some people just deserves to be spanked. and i mean it. what if i tell u my purpose in DARE is to take revenge and i am that psychotic as what you are thinking i am gonna be. (&lt;=okies for that previous sentence i am just kidding. NYAHAHAHA. i love DARE and why shld i even bother to look at you. DUHS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well if u think i am talking abt u. think again? what if it was a reverse psychology way of talking? are u guilty of sth that makes u think i am refering to you??huh huh huh??! THINK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kk back to the topic. i dont see why that "some people" shld even bother what other ppl is doing. oh no?! what if everything that "some people" is doing is just a facade. and in the real fact of life, that "some people" dont even understand and feel anything or maybe clueless abt everything else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok i tell u i am MEAN AND PSYCHOTIC. u want the better me? find MY TWIN. but dont you dare bully her or she will be much more psychotic than me. and i can tell you she IS SADISTIC. she loves the movie "SAW". and i still cant get why she likes it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kk back to the topic again. YEAH that "some people" shld just not read my blog. cos i dont see why u cant read it too. nYAHAHAHAHA. but its best that you read and dont get it cos it simply shows how empty you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREAKK. i feel outrageously mean. i mean really darn MEAN/BADIE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus died on the cross for my sin..Jesus died on the cross for my sin..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so my mean-ness is being paid for. kk. we are humans in mortal bodies so we can get angry. yeah. kk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(not meaning that this is not impt, cos usually ppl will read the first line and quickly glance thru and read the last. so this means the first and the last sentences are usually the most impt!!!=&gt;) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;4thly, I LOVE MY TWIN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i feel so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;to have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;r and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;its like finally i f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ound her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she's always there&lt;/span&gt; to like cheer &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;me up?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;wait for me when i am always late&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;flatter me when i feel so ugly and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mostly, LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E FOR EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; ELSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;so this is a tribute to her and to tell her i love her too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the words are colourful cos she loves butterfly and butterflies are filled with so many colours ((((: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and also to EVERYONE ELSE IN DARE WHO HAVE BEEN NICE TO ME DESPITE OF WHO I WAS AND THANKEW FOR GUIDING ME THRU MY LIFE AND GIVING ME ENCOURAGEMENT AND TELLING ME THAT DADDY GOD LOVES ME AND HE LOVES ME FOR WHO I AM. (((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;okies i am not like going to die larh. i just suddenly feel how blessed i am to be in NCC and DARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God gave me this path as a new chapter of my life. And after spending such a long wandering life, TODAY, THIS DAY, i realised that my prayers have been answered long ago since the day i've stepped into this church and received the gospel. My new life has already long begun and will never end if God never says so. DADDY I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-criztin`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111799064303800312?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111799064303800312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111799064303800312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111799064303800312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111799064303800312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-got-lots-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111763526761580960</id><published>2005-06-01T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yikes</title><content type='html'>no more eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more food for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yewwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111763526761580960?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111763526761580960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111763526761580960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111763526761580960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111763526761580960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/06/yikes.html' title='yikes'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111754512221066030</id><published>2005-05-31T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potbless</title><content type='html'>woke up late today and deen manage to turn up for science class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horribly regreting it now. sighss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went to get chicken meat and carrot cake for potbless at tchr joy's hse. surprisingly there were like many ppl.more than what i have expected. God is restoring. AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched the uncensored version of white chicks. LOL. and had some sharing tgt. there was a excess amt of leftovers from the potbless and i brought home some pies. claudine, jeff and me head home tgt and discussed about rapture and stuffs in the bus. it was so funny. i was like asking them what if God is a girl. !!! and jeff went , "NO. hw can God be a girl when Jesus calls God, Father." then i was like OH YA!!! hahaha. we went to claudine's void deck and talk some more abt some stuffs. enjoyed every bit of sharing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and tmr i gonna have math mid yr exam. i am sure i will pass by His grace. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111754512221066030?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111754512221066030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111754512221066030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111754512221066030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111754512221066030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/potbless_31.html' title='potbless'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111754481396548447</id><published>2005-05-31T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potbless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111754481396548447?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111754481396548447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111754481396548447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111754481396548447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111754481396548447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/potbless.html' title='potbless'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111747101343319955</id><published>2005-05-31T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie movie</title><content type='html'>just came back from a movie with my familee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched monster-in-law at j8. its very very nice and funny!! must watch k!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways the past week have been fine. 've been back to church again yepps. and its definitely better than what i have expect. DARE service was and will be great this yr with the wonderful preaching of deacon dan. :)&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna go for Adventure Camp soon!! decided to go for it rather than to go for classes where i will be spending my time regreting that i nv go. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed practical today. i deen study tho but i managed to do some favours for edna and saren in helping them with their math. thats some sort of a practice for me too larh. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i have decided that i will really EXPECT GOOD GRADES and stop discouraging myself with what i deserve and what i dont deserve and stuffs 'cos basically, Jesus is all i need and i deserve what He deserves. :) i will just mug like other students will and not stress myself out and enjoy the yr ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*thats a awesome entry from someone like Christine..awwww*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111747101343319955?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111747101343319955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111747101343319955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111747101343319955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111747101343319955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/movie-movie.html' title='movie movie'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111703653789677605</id><published>2005-05-25T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dentist</title><content type='html'>went to the dentist with twin.AT LAST I SEE HER AFTER SUCHA LONG TIME!!!! ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a long day there.a new dentist greeted me today and make my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis to meet with yj and evan. shopped at bugis village and then went to eat at pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw josh. twin left early. yj got so addicted to the "ru hua" show. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss sec sch life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;why did u captivate me?*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-criztin`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111703653789677605?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111703653789677605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111703653789677605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111703653789677605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111703653789677605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/dentist.html' title='dentist'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111691130209185321</id><published>2005-05-24T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:04.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from KL</title><content type='html'>well i am back from my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only say that my family bought lots of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altogether arnd 20 pairs i suppose?? hahaha. my mom got the most. she got 6 or 7? i have got 4 pairs. my sis 2. my bro 1. my dad 2.my aunt 4 0r 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know lARh. its just like super cheap. but not all are cheap. i managed to get shoes and a wallet plus the sports bra only. yepps. everyone was rushing like mad to pay a visit to each shopping malls and there was hardly enough time to check out everything. so i deen manage to get stuffs for friends. sorryss. well on the last day we ate alot. all the fav food spots. yum yum. i think i put on like more den a kg alr. !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways on the way back, my dad speeded like crazy. 140-160km/h and my sister and i were like sleeping so nicely. LOL. when i woke up, what i realised is that all the cars in front "siam-ed" away when our car approached. i mean its like so cool larh. well my dad says its because we were on the "over-taking lane". but its just cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE BEST PART OF THE TRIP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;another shocking thing is that my dad almost got robbed at the petrol station right infront of my eyes. DAYLIGHT some more. i called to my dad to inform him that my mom suggests we go and eat first 'cos the traffic is terrible. and then i realised that this motorbike with 2 men approaching so i shouted to my dad. i tot they were like accidentally riding near my dad but what i deen realised was that they want to steal my dad's handphone. so when i shouted at my dad asking him to move away, he turned and the pillion rider snatch my dad's hp keychain but the phone got stuck under my dad's shirt!! LOL. so my dad pulled the handphone back and they rode off. I WAS TOTALLY IN SHOCK I TELL YOU!! that f**kar just grab the thing just like that! i mean how daring can he be. if i was like so near i bet i will kick his bike down. BLOODY BASTARD. well my dad almost punched his helmet down for all i know. but in the end i whispered some vulgarities but my dad was shouting back. LOL. well the petrol man saw and another singaporean and they were in shock too. man was i stunned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOODY FOOL. hope u get into an accident and break your head open and ur hand got run over by the wheels and ur fingers smashed . :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;well thats all for my trip. so EXCITING :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-criztin`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111691130209185321?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111691130209185321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111691130209185321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111691130209185321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111691130209185321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-from-kl.html' title='back from KL'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111625756945850632</id><published>2005-05-16T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blhs</title><content type='html'>nth much happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deen get back my wallet. heck larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love psychedelico is superb :))))))). i think i am going to be their fan. SOOOOON. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was great. Pastor Prince's b'day. deen manage to catch whats happening 'cos was serving in the nursery. MASS KIDS ATTACK. all so cute and chubby and made me wanna love them with all my heart. awwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i am off to KL this friday. gonna shop shop shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111625756945850632?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111625756945850632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111625756945850632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111625756945850632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111625756945850632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/blhs_16.html' title='blhs'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111625726057469983</id><published>2005-05-16T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blhs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111625726057469983?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111625726057469983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111625726057469983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111625726057469983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111625726057469983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/blhs.html' title='blhs'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111591168551259652</id><published>2005-05-12T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost my wallet</title><content type='html'>i lost my wallet. heavens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at heartland mall. i suspect is the old lady. if not is the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE RETURN ME MY WALLET!! THOUGH IT LOOKS LIKE A BRANDED LV PURSE, IT ISNT!!! I BOUGHT IT FROM BUGIS VILLAGE DUMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just return me my ic, ez-link card and atm card can! the rest of the thing u can take. sighhss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111591168551259652?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111591168551259652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111591168551259652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111591168551259652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111591168551259652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/lost-my-wallet_12.html' title='lost my wallet'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111591157169445289</id><published>2005-05-12T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost my wallet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111591157169445289?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111591157169445289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111591157169445289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111591157169445289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111591157169445289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/lost-my-wallet.html' title='lost my wallet'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111565013229513784</id><published>2005-05-09T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bags bags bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY I AM GONNA HELP THE BAGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am gonna scream scream and scream. BLEHS&lt;/span&gt;. as you ppl walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along orchard rd or anywhere else, i bet u will see some "girls" carryin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot pink and black von dutch bags. i notice that so called "trend" since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last yr?!?! and its so disgusting. i mean ARNT YOU GIRLS AWARE OF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT UGLINESS?!?! if its for awhile then its ok larh. but its UNTILLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOWW!!! YOU ALL GOT NO FASHION STYLE OR WHAT! shessh. you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all spoil the brand. POOR DESIGNER. and guess what? NOW YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS ARE ATTACKING ROXY AND BILLABONG. EEEWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU GIRLS ARE SO DISGUSTING EVEN TO THE LOWEST BEING ON EARTH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NYEH NYEH NYI BOOBOO!! LOUSY DIRTS! ACTING COOL AND OUTSTANDING BY SPOILING THE BRANDS OF BAGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I WISH ALL OF YOU DIE. BOOOOO! SHAMEFUL PPL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-criztin`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111565013229513784?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111565013229513784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111565013229513784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111565013229513784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111565013229513784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/bags-bags-bags.html' title='bags bags bags'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111555772179260257</id><published>2005-05-08T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happt mommas' day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY MOMMAS' DAY TO ALL MOMMYS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;just came back from the Esplanade. went to some japanese restaurant to celebrate mothers's day.gave my mom the bouquet of flowers and the gifts from Body Shop. well she like it. =))))) i feel goood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;anyways. my dad saw jamie yeo and he said hello. i cant figure out why he did that?!?!?! its soo funny and WEIRD. he said hello and she said hi. WOW. its like so queer. yikes. went walking arnd and i saw jamie again with glenn and her mom and sis i think. but i dont really care?? ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;so my dad bought himself a watch when its Mothers' Day. thats like weird again. he offered to buy for me one too. i was like NOOOOooooOOo. cos ive got my red watches alr? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;so thats all fer today. groove groove..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;-criztin`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111555772179260257?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111555772179260257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111555772179260257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111555772179260257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111555772179260257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/happt-mommas-day.html' title='happt mommas&apos; day.'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111548531131035822</id><published>2005-05-08T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quality time spent :)</title><content type='html'>miss out literature today. sorry tchr!!!!! i know i said i coming. but i was EXTREMELY TIRED. yes.. i asked for it. i disappoint you. SORRY. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, we had cg at suntec in the end. cos coach forget the keys and she had to leave early. so there was 5 of us : coach, joy, me, shaun, eugene. it was still good alright. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its not big in quantity, we had so much quality time within the short 1 hr or so. we did some sort of sharing. obviously most of use were shy cos its our first cg with coach. so nth much. :) but it is good alright.coach left for some wedding and then we went to Rock Bkshop to buy stuffs. actually its only Joy. haha. she enjoyed so do i :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to have LATE LUNCH with pui ser. but no time.. cos got campus and they drag me to go. my stomach is rotting like shit. super hungry. so after campus most of the DHL gradz rushed to cafe cartel to eat. had so much fun and fellowshipping. loads of laughing and suaning. cool. miss them soo soo much. ONE DAY HAVE TO GO KAYAKING AGAIN!!! hehheh. puiser left first and we went to buy stuffs for Mothers' Day. i bought things from Body Shop. expensive but who cares. I AM RICH. claim it Jesus name. AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighss... 'sniff sniff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111548531131035822?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111548531131035822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111548531131035822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111548531131035822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111548531131035822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/quality-time-spent.html' title='quality time spent :)'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111539895602761346</id><published>2005-05-07T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalla</title><content type='html'>days been preeetttyy good i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for BS. met up with the gradz. long time no see. miss the hanging out sessionzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. tmr cg and adventure camp launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111539895602761346?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111539895602761346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111539895602761346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111539895602761346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111539895602761346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/lalla.html' title='lalla'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111522784506096216</id><published>2005-05-05T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>the past week is fine. had a long weekend. labour's day and teacher was absent on the following day. so 4 days of being free frm school.&lt;br /&gt;nth much happen except that i am starting to eat again. BAD NEWS. the braces has gone loose. dental appt is coming up and i am going with TWIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. what colour bands should i put.. think think think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. went for Rev. Buddy Bell's seminar. not bad. his expression is totally funny. his laughter. and what he says totally makes sense. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt funny. russell peters is hell one of a kind. suppperr comedy larh he. shld download his videos man.laugh ur arse off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tchr joy's away in australia and i am feeling so bored. got so much stuffs to tell her mannnnn. miss her soo much. sighhss. and my mid-yr exams is like totally mid-year larh k. its in JUNE. see what i mean. and adventure camp is coming!! huurrrraayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this saturday's cg is gonna be the camp announcement day. so DHL-ians, pls come!!!! we've got priority to sign up!! must come!!! coach elizabeth is taking DHL for cg this saturday. give her ur support! bet its gonna be fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigghhhss. *ppl like u makes others feel bad and i hope you will REGRET badly soon. SOOOOON! i sound evil.. i know cos i meant it dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111522784506096216?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111522784506096216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111522784506096216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111522784506096216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111522784506096216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/05/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111452180323107250</id><published>2005-04-26T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bracey!!</title><content type='html'>yeahoooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve gotten my braces without extraction. its good but also bad. good cos i wont have any pain. bad cos i wont be able to lose weight. sighhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, i bet i still can lose weight 'cos even now i have difficulty eating meat. YEAH!!! and BOO! i am just glad i got my braces at last. YEAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve got a feeling i will get lots of ulcers soon. and i feel so tight mouthed. nyehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math test tmr.. gotta practice. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111452180323107250?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111452180323107250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111452180323107250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111452180323107250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111452180323107250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/bracey.html' title='bracey!!'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111444187644308294</id><published>2005-04-25T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super sleepy</title><content type='html'>'m supeerr sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had science practical which i think i am gonna fail. then i had math tutorial. the class was FULL HOUSE!!! so many and SO MANY people came. i told you the teacher is just damn good larh. so we had to share tables.. overcrowded.TOTALLY. he gave us algebraic questions as a test and i got confused over it. his way of teaching is method by method and we are not allowed to use short cuts for the time being. sighsss. and that method by method concept got me confused. but i think i managed it in the end. it just gives me the urge to do more sums. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its like i just came home. yawnns. huge yawnns. deen manage to get a good night's sleep last night and i better have it tonight cos tmr i am gonna get BRACES... TOMMORROW! i totally cant wait. it'll get all bloody and swollen. shiokkk. total weight lose is on the way. YEEEPPIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies now my hse is blasting with the home theater sound effect. dad's watchin' 007. and the house is booming with glass shatterings and gun shooting. he is just fascinated with the new plasma tv and the home theater. sighh. cant watch channel 55. i miss too many good shows today. BYEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-criztin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111444187644308294?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111444187644308294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111444187644308294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111444187644308294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111444187644308294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/super-sleepy.html' title='super sleepy'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111427606501016490</id><published>2005-04-24T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritatin!</title><content type='html'>so &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IRRITATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;IRRITATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;IRRITATING!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-fat ass`!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111427606501016490?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111427606501016490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111427606501016490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111427606501016490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111427606501016490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/irritatin.html' title='irritatin!'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111418553409624567</id><published>2005-04-22T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>autistic-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i am pissing off like a mad arse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont wish to communicate with anyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just found out i was once autistic when i was young&lt;/em&gt;.unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh! &lt;em&gt;i feel shit. dumb. &lt;/em&gt;SICK. &lt;em&gt;exhausted. &lt;/em&gt;too much running perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111418553409624567?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111418553409624567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111418553409624567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111418553409624567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111418553409624567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/autistic.html' title='autistic-'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111410161986785486</id><published>2005-04-22T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyahahaha</title><content type='html'>oh gosh. now i am diligently attending science classes and effortlessly skipping math. how contradicting. i use to love math class and hate science and now is the opposite. :P cant be blamed, the tchr is just good. he is like taking over all the subjects, 'cos he is just great larh. yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i hardly study the humanities now. its like.. i keep getting relaxed abt it. wonders why... manss.. i need motivation for humans and eng now. oh and plus math. i need to concentrate!!! i am concentrating.. but not really concentrating. erh well i am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides studies, i have been practically having morning runs for 3 consecutive days. how amazing. well of cos, by His strength i will have the determination. my legs are wobbly. 've been carrying weights too. sheessh. gonna go swimming soon. i suddenly just got the urge to spend my time exercising than to study. GAWD OH GAWD!! whats wrong?? but well, at least i am satisfied after each run 'cos the thought of shedding some fats is cool :). yeahs i know i am a fat ass. whahahha. thats the point of the whole running and swimming regime get it? to slim down and tone down. nyahahaha. how shameless can i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bother! at least i am happy unlike some people. nyehs :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to plan my time table. i seriously do need some planning. Daddy help me please :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111410161986785486?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111410161986785486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111410161986785486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111410161986785486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111410161986785486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/nyahahaha.html' title='nyahahaha'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111383021921193952</id><published>2005-04-18T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:03.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalal</title><content type='html'>went to the dentist today with twin. fun fun fun. next week tues i gonna extract my teeth. nyahahaha. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, now is like the pope election. they are gonna carry out the papal conclave like how it was carried out in Dan Brown's book. i just feel a sense of coincidence and excitement. its like, such coincidence that just nice when i read the book and it happen real life. you know?!?! that kind of sensation.. yahhhoooo!! i think Rome is cool. full of secrets... yummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel sad. well 'cos of some r/s stuffs with my dad. yeah its just that same old thingy. i am just tired of it larh. and i am tired today too and so when he talks to me i sound very sleepy and draggy. and he was pissed. ok fine what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111383021921193952?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111383021921193952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111383021921193952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111383021921193952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111383021921193952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/lalalal.html' title='lalalal'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111366150605951587</id><published>2005-04-16T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fantastic week</title><content type='html'>school's fun!!! finalllyyyy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the school decided to change our science teacher to a better one due to numerous complains and so now we have got a NEW TEACHER!!! and pls, he is so so so much better than that mr peter. duhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole week i have been hardworking :))))) well.. actually i skipped math and physics. whahahha. but still good :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays CG is AWESOME. ian's house is supppeerrr coool. look like a museum with lots of art pieces. antiquee stuffs and so many clock!!! we have got a special guest. coach Ronnie or is it Ronny?? yeah whatever.. he came with his wife. :)) his guitar playing and singing is just all so fabulous. its just totally "SAT KI". whoaaa. mesmerizing indeed. had lots of praising and worshipping. i tell you today is just SUPPERR DUPPERRR FUN and COOL. two new girls came and i hope all of the newbies will come to. its really fun. what to do... DHL WHAT!! of course with the presence of Jesus. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just love Dan Brown's books larh. he writes good stuffs. seriously good stuffs. go get them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nalalalalnananalalalala. praise Jesus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111366150605951587?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111366150605951587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111366150605951587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111366150605951587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111366150605951587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/fantastic-week.html' title='fantastic week'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111322088578168952</id><published>2005-04-11T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run run run.</title><content type='html'>resume going for english class again today. it makes no diff attendin' the class or not. 'cos i'ld just simply stone at the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided  to skip practical and go running after that but it was raining so heavily. even though the science lab is so near, i just dont wanna go!! like what cher said, so near yet so far. so i went home. stupid 147 bus took like 20 mins to come. my slippers are soak in sandy,dirty water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and the rain stopped. so i went running when my dad initiated it. and guess what, today is the first day of the yr that i start to run again as in exercise. and its so so so so freaking tiring ok!!!! its like i ran around serangoon north ave 4's neighbourhood and i realised its a very big neighbourhood. grrrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perspiring like a mad dog now. i feel shuang and tired. bet i'll have muscle cramps tmr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111322088578168952?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111322088578168952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111322088578168952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111322088578168952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111322088578168952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/run-run-run.html' title='run run run.'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111313585248216650</id><published>2005-04-10T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shiok</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHIOKNESS, FUN, GOOD NEWS and LAUGHTER is what today is all about :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;totally FAVOURED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111313585248216650?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111280125285250945</id><published>2005-04-06T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilema</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thurs's bible study?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fri's bible study?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;dental appointment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i am totally clueless. its hard to choose sometimes. well for me, its like EVERYTIME. i cant decide. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i got the urge to buy more books about crypts and artefacts. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111280125285250945?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111280125285250945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111280125285250945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111280125285250945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111280125285250945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/dilema.html' title='dilema'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111279934963797120</id><published>2005-04-06T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accused</title><content type='html'>went for math. found out something embarrassing. someone in my class is related to someone i know and that someone in my class knows what happen btw the someone i know and me. SHIT MYSELF for being is K-P-O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to make my pedicure. its beautiful. shimmering blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. watched "Kind Arthur". great show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got accused for staining the bathroom floor with my hair dye. and my hair dye is RED. while the stain is BROWN. well you know what my dad said? "You wash your hair then the dye stay there.[...] You never wash away the dye.[...] You dye brown right?[...] Is not i want to blame you. Who wants to blame you.[...]."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all those [...] is my reply. i ans that my hair dye is red and you know what he said? the red dye turn brown. ERGGGGGH. i got tired of arguing back 'cos no matter what i say, he will always think i am out to get him. so i just shut up with tears nearly flowing down. AHHHHHH! he is always good at making me feel bad after each arguement. FREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so angry. everybody shut up. SHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111279934963797120?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111279934963797120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111279934963797120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111279934963797120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111279934963797120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/accused.html' title='accused'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111271844039999275</id><published>2005-04-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats happening</title><content type='html'>why do people always give me the chance to find out their true personality or why do people always have to be so attention seeking in some way that i have to notice them which in the end, makes me observe them.argh, i just hate it when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cant you see the act you are putting on is beginning to show. and ur ability to act further has worn off and its so darn obvious you arnt ur true self for the past few months and you are basically acting like someone else that you are so so not.pls pls pls get away from me. i hate to be in this kind of situation whereby i gotta be a hypocrite of ur personality and start finding out more to detest you. pls stop it!! for once i thought you were real in your behaviour, but i soon to realise the loopholes and the flaws you create. its getting to obvious and yes to very obvious. YOU ARE BASICALLY NOT YOU. you are just trying to be someone else to get loved and notice by other people. i am sorry if i hurt you. but you hurt me more than what you are feeling. i think the quest of a true friend is now out of my doings. i cant seem to be able to get more deceivings which i dont expect to deserve. sorry for being so arrogant but i think i shld just say it all out and this message shld stop here. in case it gets to complicated and sets the mind of the wrong readers to be assuming i am refering to them.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone of you who reads this msg and the spirit says it cant be you THAN it is NOT YOU. only one person would know its h**.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111271844039999275?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111271844039999275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111271844039999275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111271844039999275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111271844039999275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-happening.html' title='whats happening'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111271644424806660</id><published>2005-04-05T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>tomorrow gonna do pedicure with cherlyn again. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously need to get my fat arse moving about. my dad says i am getting fatter each day. once again thank you for reminding me i am fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously seriously seriously need to exercise. what about tomorrow? after pedicure, head down to stadium and run. that is if its not raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;settled.&lt;br /&gt;shall make it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ooh. i finish reading the da vinci code. manss, now i think archaeology and cryptology is what i want. totally not a HISTORIAN. marine bio is still cool. or maybe underwater archaeology?? hah, road is not gonna be easy to get there. grace grace. i am next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suffocating ass`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111271644424806660?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111271644424806660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111271644424806660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111271644424806660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111271644424806660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111263162150139712</id><published>2005-04-05T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>sunday was cool. served in the nursery. met  a new kid who is unique. she loves to bite people. and she almost bit on another girl's hand. the little wonderful things abt kids. went to carefour bought hairdye, chips and tuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair is still the same colour RED! cool huh. whahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today skipped eng class. it was raining so heavily and makes me sleepy. so went to bishan to check out movie times. i wanted to watch a movie alone but figured that ppl will laugh so heck. went to city hall, ate at kenny rogers and head down to boon keng for practical. i didnt want to go! but just went larh. today's chem was a tamil tchr AGAIN. but her accent is so strong that my friends apparently dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i deen even touch my fullscap paper and pencil box today in class, was basically reading "The Da Vinci Code" during the whole class. its too addictive. its superb but some sort of anti-Christ i guess. AND, todays chair is so unfriendly. it hurt my butt ok. i was whining abt my butt being flat and cramped. THANKS TO THAT CHAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will give physics a miss tml too. shall just go for camp. manss, i seriously need tonnes of weight of my fat bod. i feel so thick and oily. whahahah what a way to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... i almost died today thanks to my mum. she left with that gas turn on. and the fire went off but the gas was leaking. thank God i off it in time just before my mom called. if not, my whole hse will have exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks for the unintended silent killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111263162150139712?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111263162150139712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111263162150139712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111263162150139712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111263162150139712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111246113561467501</id><published>2005-04-03T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>quit my job on thurs, my parents asked to and i think i shld leave too. so i packed my desk, and realised its only full of sweets and chocs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so on friday, i skipped class [again :))] and ate at ajisen with my colleagues for lunch. they are just so nice ok. they treated me ajisen and gave me lots of lolllipops and chocs. :)))) and they ask me to call them when i am free for lunch. how nice???!! miss work alr.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went to meet tchr joy for 2nd part of lunch and went off to see laoda. supposedly wanted to go shopping. basically i freaked when she told me we were gonna see him. and guess what?!?! I SAT A LONDON CAB. you know how spaceous and HUGE it is!! gooodneeesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahs, went to church office and wait. THEN, he came. scarrry. went into his  office and chatted on lots of stuffs. sighsss. many many stuffs. as in many many many. but its fuunnny though. ha. i kept giggling and laughing. after that, i think we chatted abt an hr or so den went to BS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so on saturday is DARE2PLAY. cool!!!! it was drizzling but it stopped during the games. and it drizzled again b4 P &amp; W but it stopped again. and we saw a RAINBOW!!! cooolllneesss. i tell you arh, today is suppppeerrrr fun. with the mass water bombing. and meeting new friends, plus being "drunk by the sand" and singing silly songs on the way home. so supperr fun larh. its like an amazing race like dat. i just dont like the walking on the muddy road and all those "shit" soils just *piak* on my legs. yyyieeewww. grosse. but i just had so much fun everywhere with my team. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a 2 new brothers :). jerald who is a cute pri 6 and ernie who is my twin's twin. so that makes it a thriplet. whoahahahaha. loads of crapping there. anyways, i just so love God now. i am just so so grateful i accepted Him and He changed me. i bet anyone who knows me can see that i am changed!!! well of cos other than my madness larh. yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh nooo... i am so in love with Him. He protects me from people who will harm me in one way or another. and to think i would even be angry to think that i trust the wrong person. but anyways, thanks tchr joy and laoda :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pheww.. sense of satisfaction and peace and joyfulness. 'cos He is in me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111246113561467501?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111246113561467501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111246113561467501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111246113561467501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111246113561467501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111220206817276736</id><published>2005-03-31T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i love school now. better than anything else. i realised there are nice people too in my class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thanks Daddy, for giving me friends. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111220206817276736?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111220206817276736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111220206817276736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111220206817276736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111220206817276736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/sch_31.html' title='sch'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111220121088140570</id><published>2005-03-31T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tai tai day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;twin: i not sure what colour i wanna dye!! still havent had the chance to think it over. :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped p.o.a class today. i have been skipping classes for NO REASONS. oh no, there is a reason. the TCHRS just suck. oh well, only one that is. i am mean. but so what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for math class. saren apparently never made it to class, bet she's drunk with last nights drinking. phew, lucky i deen go or else, i wouldnt even be able to make it back home. :))) after school, went to pasta mania at bugis with cherlyn. and i dont know whats with us, but we decided to do some TAI-TAI'ing that very moment. so yepps, we went to do manicure. i was too excited that i stare so closely at what the lady is doing and cher shouted out that i look so un-glam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed, she laughed, we both laughed. i chose some weird colour which is called "Glacier Bay" and cher's was "Desire". trust me, the names of the nail polishes are FUNNY. some are called "Cant Help Falling in Love" and some was "Hot Top Yellow". we made a joke out of those names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, the gossiping starts. its more like crapping about some ppl and making fun of them. its very very very funny. i didnt know the girl (cherlyn) i thought i would hate, will become a nice girl to tai-tai with. anyways, we were so attracted to the lady who was doing her pedicure. awwww, the desire to have that pedicure is just so intolerable. but cher gotta rush and so do i, for work that is. so decided to have that wonderful pedicure next week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt work. i feel mean. so damn mean. i keep lying to them i have classes and all. and i think i shld stop this shit soon. 'cos like what my dad said, they really need ppl to help them with their over piling jobs and here i am keep skipping work 'cos of "school" and they might not be happy. but they dont dare to say it out 'cos well, my cousin is their head. BUT THAT IS NOT THE REASON FOR ME OK. i seriously want to work, but is just that sometimes, i am too tired mentally for some stuffs k. i do love the nice ppl there. they are seriously and sincerely nice not just 'cos i have some connections. they are just beautiful people. :) some encouraged me to concentrate on studying and quit, but i just insist on working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, working takes loads out of my mind and keeps me occupied. secondly, the people are just so nice and i will miss them. thirdly, i think its because of the money. i dont wanna depend on my parents. wanna know why? cos i think i am one big awful spender. yes. i feel bad though pui ser kept telling me there is no condemnation. sighhs. and fourthly, i have yet to find the reason on why i shld quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, i am just taking it on myself. grrrrsss. how tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, dare2play is this saturday. BS is on friday. serving nursery this sunday. dental appointment next week friday. and putting the braces is on some other days which i am sooo looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiting the job will be tommorrow. how "nice". my FOOT. pui! sighsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111220121088140570?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111220121088140570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111220121088140570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111220121088140570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111220121088140570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/tai-tai-day.html' title='tai tai day'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111209796482439085</id><published>2005-03-29T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>single</title><content type='html'>i think i am lucky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos i aint got no r/s which makes me feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped school again today. it was raining, and i am lazy. so headed down to cairnhill place for my x-ray. it was funny and weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thenn, off to LIDO to buy tickets for Miss Congeniality. the show is nice. and i love the sissy guy. :)))) Diedrich Rada. watch out for him. HE IS THE MANN~ aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111209796482439085?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111209796482439085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111209796482439085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111209796482439085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111209796482439085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/single_29.html' title='single'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111209793097646847</id><published>2005-03-29T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:02.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>single</title><content type='html'>i think i am lucky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos i aint got no r/s which makes me feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped school again today. it was raining, and i am lazy. so headed down to cairnhill place for my x-ray. it was funny and weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thenn, off to LIDO to buy tickets for Miss Congeniality. the show is nice. and i love the sissy guy. :)))) Diedrich Rada. watch out for him. HE IS THE MANN~ aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111209793097646847?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111209793097646847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111209793097646847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111209793097646847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111209793097646847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/single.html' title='single'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111202445766195239</id><published>2005-03-28T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>braces</title><content type='html'>went to consult the dentist today for my braces. well he said i gotta do an x-ray on my teeth first and then wait for the specialist dentist to treat me. :) 'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped english class today. that class will only make me fail. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to compass point to meet p' hong. bought Anna Sui's dolly girl perfume 'cos of a very PREETTTTYYY bag. :) p' hong bought nail polish. we went nail polish hunting and hair dye hunting. up and down, up and down. cooool. i need more of that kind of "exercise".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might be skipping physics class again. seriously, i think the school shld change tchrs. now cherlyn is waiting for me to give the feedback form. sighss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my zen-micro can wait. :) watching movie tml :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111202445766195239?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111202445766195239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111202445766195239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111202445766195239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111202445766195239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/braces.html' title='braces'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111193801494980370</id><published>2005-03-27T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish</title><content type='html'>if i am gonna have braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and BLACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;if i have a mini zen-touch. i would want it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;too. or maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PURPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i will look fine in braces. no pain but got gain. Daddy will take my pain. AMEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shirmaine is my twin. MINE too. copy her want. whahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-christine`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111193801494980370?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111193801494980370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111193801494980370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111193801494980370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111193801494980370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-wish.html' title='my wish'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111184896016322705</id><published>2005-03-26T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice cool day</title><content type='html'>lets start with GOOD FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa to with DHL. gosh i love them. ahd so much fun with volleyball. we kept hitting ppl and one WOMAN got pissed and scolded DDD. lol. damn funny. i was like a red hong bao on a beach. everything is RED. nice nice. i thought we couldnt get a nice tan 'cos its like 2 plus. but guess what??!?! all of us got a sun BURN instead of a TAN. i think yong jie's was the worse. tho i was lobster red ytd, i am fine now. but the bra strap is like stinging my burn area. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went DARE today and had cg lunch at subway. shirmaine joined us. :) my lovely twin. and there you go, 4 of us were there for lunch. so cute and petite. but our lovely Father will restore back!!! amen!! anyways, the BB boys came for service too!! i love their checkered skirt and they look suppperrr smart and CUTE. whahaha. the premium drum guy. stayed back after service with shirmaine for the server's dinner. was basically crapping all the way. damn funny. whahaha. enjoyed my day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.. how i love myself.. whahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111184896016322705?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111141912947138938</id><published>2005-03-21T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better forever</title><content type='html'>NOW i know why i have been feeling depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cos a month ago, i missed out one of pastor prince's sermon as i was serving in the nursery. and that specific sunday, he preach on accusing urself and stuffs. and its like ME. gosh can u imagine how important that is to me in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most happening thing is that when i was listening to the cd in the train and bus on the way home, it ended nicely as i alighted the bus. just perfect timing. and the sermon is like so relevant. how amazing can it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so PERFECT. and i feel totally so refreshed. the sermon was about how not to look at urself and accuse urself for ur sins and see the finished work of God and there is no two way abt it. and whoa, i am so touched. very very. all this while, what i have been missing makes my life miserable. even though its just a cd, but its filled with so much Gospel that can make ur life change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manss, how wonderful can it get. and i made many new friends today. cool huh. hopefully, i will be able to have the freedom of deciding what i want. i am NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love You Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111141912947138938?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111141912947138938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>dead.meat</title><content type='html'>i think i am dead physically and mentally plus, spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got NO LIFE for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt know you still traumatise me now. i have been telling myself that the old me hasnt been gone. i am always a different person at night. different as in really different. its like so not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to like go back into time to view and judge my own life story, i would say its ugly. totally ugly. to see myself behaving that way its just disgusting. PLAIN DISGUSTING. yes, ive hurt lots of ppl. and yes, lots of ppl had hurt me too. i dont know how i am to other people's eyes but i do know if i were someone else, i would say that christine is simply a childish plus ugly girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i dont even have the guts to picture myself. it scares me. i just feel so inhuman. as in soul-less. lack of life. a dummy to be experimented by the evil human race. sometimes i just wonder whether Christine does really exist. or am i just living in some solitude world of my own. where everything is just my imagination and i am the split identity of everyone else. my oh my, why is my mind so complicated. why do i choose to think so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again i am going crazy..oouhh. just shut up brain. shut up. i hate u christine. i do. you suck hell. u belong no where. u are just a game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111116337767792173?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111116337767792173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111116337767792173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111116337767792173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111116337767792173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/deadmeat.html' title='dead.meat'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111097733815959566</id><published>2005-03-16T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some loving at last</title><content type='html'>had math and p.o.a class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocking enough, i love this two classes the most. i think math has the best tchr. the rest simply suck, well except for mr ragu. i wonder who is gonna teach literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met DHL. sorry i lie to some ppl i got tutorial. i just miss my cg so i gotta lie. :) no classes tommoro. shiok! i love weds and thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i still hate sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111097733815959566?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111097733815959566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111097733815959566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111097733815959566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111097733815959566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/some-loving-at-last.html' title='some loving at last'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111090124259399796</id><published>2005-03-15T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate sch</title><content type='html'>i hate sch and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is always a problem with me. it never was gone. i am stilll psychotic as ever. wherever the problem lies. i dont know but i want to. ever since i walk into the new sch. i hate it. and it makes me hate myself. why why why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate sch. i detest it. i dislike it and i HATE IT SO MUCH. its just the atmosphere that makes me sick. the first thought of going to sch in the morn makes my day rotten and stale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need now is His love. i know its been there for me since the day i step into this mean world. but i cant seem to get it. something's blocking. yes something is. i have too much hatred to just spare. dont just talk sense into me. it doesnt work. my mind just doesnt wanna accept the fact that God is for me. i know i have forgiven myself. but why why do i keep thinking about absurd stuffs. dont tell me that you know how it feels, 'cos no one in the world can feel how other individuals feel. NO ONE. except my beloved Father. but why cant i feel His love again. i miss that feeling. i want that warmth and fatherly touch. again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be alone with You forever. i want it to be now. just now. i feeel so upset. i dont want to live. i want to be free from this mean world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate my school. i want to love it. but how. it justs makes me so ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111090124259399796?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111090124259399796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111090124259399796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111090124259399796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111090124259399796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/hate-sch_15.html' title='hate sch'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111081498801606668</id><published>2005-03-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate sch</title><content type='html'>first day of sch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I F*****G HATE IT. YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;makes me feel like puking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i just HATE IT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;i hate sch. hate sch. hate sch. hate sch. full of poseurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;only some were decent and nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-christine`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111081498801606668?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111081498801606668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111081498801606668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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thailand for some weird reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. just plain funny. and in my dreams, my dad was just naggin and naggin and cursing me. ahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'m serving in nursery today. cant join DHL for lunch and service. sad sad. i might be quiting. i find good reasons to quit. thanks tchr joy. she always helps me to decide on stuffs. whahahahah. i totally cant decide on anything else except food and fun. wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting sch tml. wonder how it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111068075102406086?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111068075102406086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>did some house chores. was late for DARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is damn sad for those graduates... they are moving on to campus. and the presentation was damn sad and touching. :) many cried and so did i. weiling pulled me to the front when deacon daniel ask the grads to go infront to recieve blessings. i wasnt graduating den....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn sad larh. i realli cried... i dont know why. might be cos most of my  friends leaving and i am like hovering btw DARE and campus. i dont know which to choose. ahhhhh. i dont know whats my future gonna be like... i feel so insecure and messy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tchr joy intro me to deacon dan. so pai seh. i was just grinning all the way and said thank you. i oblige to see him. I DONT KNOW WHY. u can call me "ms dont know why" from now on. thats what my dad said. he always scold me for replying so many "dont know" to his questions. i hate it when he asks me questions. cos i really dont know how to ans~!!&lt;br /&gt;sad day.. i could just imagine what i would be like without Christ and if i had never step into new creation. i will be like a havoc freak i guess. life without Him sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111064025652103767?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111064025652103767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111064025652103767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111064025652103767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111064025652103767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/grads-day.html' title='grads day'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111055435338428500</id><published>2005-03-11T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crampss. arhh.</title><content type='html'>shld i say today is a fine day or a bad day? whatever it is i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had awful cramps during lunch time. and that stupid 7 eleven stall doesnt sell menstrual cramp panadol. i was so desperate of it. nehehehehehe. i sound awful i know. but heck. went to the shops in bendemeer and asked arnd. what i get was "we dont have alr. out of stock". freak! i wanted to like just faint and wait to be brought somewhere. and somehow this chinese guy in the medical hall heard me asking the lady whether they got sell. i couldnt careless of feeling embarrassed or not. i just need those freaking pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manage to get it in the end. my first and LAST time of getting awful crampps. my colleagues were persuading to go home and take MC. i said ok. but guess what? i didnt go home. 'cos i became fine and start munching on junkies. whahahahha. fast recovery 'cos i declared the cramps to go away and i get HEALED immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway during lunch in kfc, there is this handsome cute guy. he shared the table with prisc and me. and chat with us. soo cute. ahhhh. "shuddap christine, shuddap." whahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed BS today. my ass is lazy. my mom's left for batam. my bro away in BB camp. now its me, my sister and dad. i am left with the ironing and vacuuming. yawnnns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hate the cramps, love the pills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-christine`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111055435338428500?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111055435338428500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111055435338428500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111055435338428500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111055435338428500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/crampss-arhh.html' title='crampss. arhh.'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111029057984886158</id><published>2005-03-08T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:01.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OKAY PEOPLE! ive enuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i am retaking. yes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R-E-T-A-K-I-N-G.&lt;/span&gt; so stop asking me which school i opt for and what course i choose. 'COS I AM STILL STUCK WITH O'LEVELS. there! happy?! sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but anyways, yeah. i am in queensfield business school. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yes, for THOSE people, laugh at me. laugh laugh laugh. just study hard and dont be like me ok. i PROMISE I WILL LAUGH HARDER next time if you did the same. no actually i wont. cos obviously i wont waste my time to even find out how much you guys get. maybe its just 'cos ur face has the word "S-T-U-P-I-D" stamped there. yeahs. MAYBE thats why. :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i gotta admit i do still have grudges against some people. regardless of abit or not abit. its still a grudge. well if you read this and you think its you, well its you thenn. if not then lucky you! oh bothers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ZzzzZZzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-christine`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111029057984886158?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111029057984886158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111029057984886158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111029057984886158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111029057984886158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/retaking_08.html' title='retaking'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111028630059169692</id><published>2005-03-08T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fook</title><content type='html'>YOU KNOW WHAT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know either. neh neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept in front of the office computer today. i was and am so so so... well you know... TIRED. so i pretended to click on the mouse as if i am working. i could not hold out much longer so i ran to the toilet and slept in one of the cubicles, against the sides. that is how sleepy i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 mins passed, i went out, wash my face and ran back in. this time, much more AWAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to continue...zzZzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DHL ALUMNI!!! must have! ZzzzzZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111028630059169692?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111028630059169692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111028630059169692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111028630059169692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111028630059169692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/fook.html' title='fook'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-111020688490897448</id><published>2005-03-07T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>title-less</title><content type='html'>a quick update. 've been working. yeps. and i found a school to be in already. queensfield business school. hopefully its the right choice.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of havin' to quit the job scares me. 'cos i know i will miss it. but i dont know why but i am just happy that i am not quiting! what i meant was, they need me(yes me! :P) and i offered to do part time. so after school i will like rush there and work. isnt that cool or cool? well both. =] so now i have gotta juggle my studies and work together. who cares, i know i wont be exhausted well 'cos His got me in His arms and i've got Him in me. seriously, i cant bare to leave my workplace. dont ask, 'cos i wont know why either. its just the way how my body acts. yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  just realised that there is more to marine biology other than the animals that trap me to love it. its just something which i still cant figure out though. and i found one more funny thing in me. that is, i have the habit to observe people. the way they behave and react, and i seem to know how they will react if some specific things happen to them. weird weird. i dont really know how to express or articulate it out but its just THIS THING thats in me. this THING is not good. even though its special. it isnt good. the things i get from observing people makes me turn against them. for some good reasons it just had to be that way... why why why.. one thing after the other. it just got to be me. but i love this THING. eventhough its bad. errrh. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not condemning myself. obviously i wont. i am not gonna be stupid to be stupid again. duhs. i just wanna find out. yeah so could anyone just bomb me with some answers. be chatty ppl. c-h-a-t-t-y. this is the time to be K-P-O. but with out the attitude of being so "understanding". aaannnsswers will do. i am being fussy i know. dont have to yak it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing. whats the true meaning of unique. well most ppl will say that unique means some charisma you have that others dont. or some thing special that you have that others cant figure out but its just in you. well some genius must have the ans. then again, if you have something that others dont, and that "others" have things that you dont. whats the use of the word unique and special? okok, i know. my mind is taking me too far. i am always thinking senseless stuffs that cause me to be unstable in some way, mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with me anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-111020688490897448?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/111020688490897448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=111020688490897448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111020688490897448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/111020688490897448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/title-less.html' title='title-less'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110967988214301848</id><published>2005-03-01T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retaking</title><content type='html'>i got 29 for my o's. sad enough~~! but guess what?!?! i retaking.no choice. nyahahahahaha. well i think its a good thing to retake larh. cos i know i havent reach my limits. and i slack thru-out  last yr and i never study hard enough. i do regret. but heys, whats done is already done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i gonna work and be a private candidate. so cool. besides, i still have got Him in me. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you to all of you out there for caring and consoling me. i am fine now. =) oohs!!! shirmaine!!! dont be sad larh k twin?!?! whatever  chances there is for you, i will let you know!! dont worry k? like what many people said, it doesnt matter if we fail 'cos we are still very successful people in the future as we have Jesus. as Christ is, so are we in this world. so cheer up k? we will definitely do better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps. to those who fail, we are still young. there is still a chance to retake. just be serious this time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110967988214301848?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110967988214301848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110967988214301848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110967988214301848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110967988214301848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/03/retaking.html' title='retaking'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110951452438277166</id><published>2005-02-27T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o level results is tml</title><content type='html'>its just hours away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;RESULTS ARE GONNA BE OUT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will do well... yes i will. Father will never fail me. cast all ur cares upon him. dont worry. dont give fear a chance. be optimistic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom just told me dat since i failed my prelims. i will fail my O's too. turn a deaf ear to bad reports. trust Him. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favour to all o level gradz. be happy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110951452438277166?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110951452438277166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110951452438277166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110951452438277166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110951452438277166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/o-level-results-is-tml.html' title='o level results is tml'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110916909037646488</id><published>2005-02-23T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back at last</title><content type='html'>geez. blog's like rusty and smelly and not fresh from the oven for a long long time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. been totally busy at work. come home being so tired and all. slept in the bus on the way home after work. anyway ytd bus trip was funny. i took bus 107 double deck. when i went up the upper deck. there was 3 seats with a old man on each sit. one look so perverted, another look like as if he could lie on my shoulder not knowing it and another looks old and "there's sth not right" face with him. but i chose him anyway. lols. its damn funny. i think everyone saw how i look at each of them taking time to choose where to sit. but i care less. was tired enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and pui ser is working with me now.. :D and she buys breakfast for me now and den. since she alight near Macs. :) and just recently on monday my colleagues and me got a treat from one of the in-charge of my department at "no signboard" restaurant. ate soooo sooo much. the food is and was YUMMY. but i shitted alot after that. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am like so close to my colleagues now after like 2 1/2 weeks of being so quiet and polite. and now i am like laughing through out the whole time. disturbing ppl and laughing at them its all so fun. :) i am truely blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaez, enuff of my work place. now the real thing. O's coming out next week monday. i am all so ready and excited for it. i just simply cant wait!!!!!!! i dont care whether i fail or not. i just wanna get back my results. sheeessh. i can pass. and i will pass. well if i dont. who cares. but there is no " if i dont". lols. actually its all up to Daddy. i dont realli care or bother abt it. i just wanna see!!!! lols.&lt;br /&gt; shall just patiently wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. and i wanna watch MOVIES!!!! all the movies!!!! i am like so blind and secluded from the entertainment world now. everyday in the office is always 93.3!!! lols. but some songs are nice. like DAVID TAO!!! how i love him.. so handsome and nice vocals he have!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm... thats basically what i have to blog in a nutshell. feeling so bloated and blubber-ish. which also means i am FATTER everyday since i am fat. erh huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making no-sense at all. yawns!! ooh and i met junior today. so much things that i dont know abt him since primary sch... how  ignorant. he is one bloody rich kid. and he is in express. ?!?!?! shocked..whatever. everyone's blessed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110916909037646488?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110916909037646488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110916909037646488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110916909037646488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110916909037646488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/back-at-last.html' title='back at last'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110853158647998099</id><published>2005-02-16T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored....</title><content type='html'>i am in the office now. its lunch break. as usual... i dont go out for lunch. just eat junk food here. yepps. its been quite long since i last blog. hadnt had the time actually. sleepy and tiring yet dont wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well vday just passed. deen celebrate it but i got gifts from prisc, bri, beibei and weiling. they gave me a flower and two cute bottles filled with m&amp;m's and pot pourri. thanks alot. :)&lt;br /&gt;last week's church service was in indoor stadium. not bad larh. but i left a bit earlier to meet my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i cant rmb what day is it today. its wednesday is it? yeahs wednesday. so well lets go back to monday since i got so much free time now. monday went to work superr early. was planning to go to Macs which i thought there is Macs near my office area but there wasnt. how stupid. so i was like the only one in the office. basically slack and continue my search of marine biology. after work go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day tues... go to work again. just on time. tuesday is the slackiest day of work ever. there was nothing for me to do. so i followed my senior around to pass docs for ppl to sign. and she intro to me who is who. AND I NEVER GET TO SEE OFFICE BOY!!!! how sadd. i think he is one of those attachment pupils. sadd sadd. after work, met up with sandra and olenie at hougang mall for dinner. it was sort of a last minute decision. man.. they are .so dark. and sandra did something which i couldnt believe she did that. how irritating.then after that.....home.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today well. had said it. oh btw. i got my new hp already. man i am so blessed. geez. and i will be favoured for my O level results too. heard that its gonna come out next week. some say 21.. some say 23.. some say 25.. all those odd numbers. but for all i know. its coming out next week. i am more excited den nervous. or is my excited = nervous. gosh i just cant wait to get it. and i have decided to go to SP. but Daddy might put me into somewhere better for me. who knows right... ha. i either take biotechnology or maritime or nautical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surf the web for the requirements of marine bio. well they need physiology and other sciences plus maths. and they want people to think out of the box and not only think that M.B is about training dolphins and sciences and water but it is more than that. subs like engineering and IT are also needed. and when choosing a college. dont choose one that focus so much on MB but choose one that has a faculty of MB in it. yepp. i guess i learnt so much more during work i dont find working kinda tough but its tiring though. i still love my job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. thats all abbout it. its been a long entry. i shall just continue searching on MB and wait till further tasks are given to me. but i think i gotta shit. hahahah. eat too much junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! cant wait for results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`:)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110853158647998099?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110853158647998099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110853158647998099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110853158647998099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110853158647998099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/bored.html' title='bored....'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110814235397418075</id><published>2005-02-12T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny in my hse</title><content type='html'>okies. didnt visit nvss today. jolene pang seh me. she never tell me she going work!! so i went to meet with liyana to go SHATEC to register her course. but SHATEC was close. so we went str8 to woodlands to check out handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well things turned quite bad. met liyana's bf on the way but we pretended not to notice and obviously yana freaked out terribly bad. she was like trembling. damn funny. asked her to relax. managed to reach the place safely. whahahaha. most of the shops were closed. luckily arnd 3 were open. yepps. so went arnd to compare prices. most of them sell the 6260 at a standard 580 bucks. but one shop is selling it for 540. 40 dollars diff!!! nyahahha. but i am stuck in whether to get a line or not. actually i decided to get a line cos well. i am a total sms devil. bill can go up to hundreds in one month. yepp. but maybe i could get podlite. yeahs its cheap. no more M1!!! sucks shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that. acc yana to wait for sheena den i left. when i got home i was thinking of whether to ask my dad whether i could buy the phone. but in the end i went to ask. well he agreed. FAVOUR PLUS GRACE GRACE AND GRACE. not less than a few mins later my cousin got. apparently they got another free phone from the agent. so they asked whether i want it but i told them i want 6260 and they change it for me!!! how favoured and blessed.but they say they will inform me again on monday. i so really cant wait larh!!!! hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my dad's friends came like 8 plus and they started eating and den gamble. well my dad's friend was like winning lots of money and its piling up. so my dad gave hima paper plate to put his money. whahahha. how funny. most of them left quite early and the rest like aorund 12.well i started clearing up before that. anyway gonna vist uncle desmond again tml. so i gotta leave early from DARE. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geex. dats all. nth to blog abt anymore. i miss work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110814235397418075?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110814235397418075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110814235397418075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110814235397418075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110814235397418075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/cny-in-my-hse.html' title='cny in my hse'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110796499526225342</id><published>2005-02-09T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new yr's day</title><content type='html'>well well. this yr's new yr aint fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly.. my qi pao blouse was such a let down. the zip spoiled. i was cursing all  the way. and i didnt wanna go visiting at all. i was like asking God to help me find a way and yet i was cursing. but smart sis and dad of mine, thought of sewing some clips on it. those kind of buckles. yeahs. so i wore a giodarno shirt temp. sewed in the car till cousin's grace house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now secondly.. how sad.. everyone couldnt recognise me. they were like,"who is this gurl? oh christine!! whoa grow up already ah. i cannot recognise you from the back. so big already arh.." and the rest u can imagine. and some of many aunties and cousins were like,"very soon christine going to get married already arh.." yeah yeah.. typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly.. i was rotting away and eating popiahs. thats what i ate for the rest of the day. popiah's and ferero roche choc.  den we were like taking pictures everywhere. and collecting hong paos. den laze around. den went off to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourthly.. after i came back. my cousin came to me asking me," christine you tattoo ur back arh?" i was like.. OH MY GOSH HOW SHE KNOE??!?! den she told me cos i bend down and everyone at the mahjong table saw. okies.. thats bad. cos each one of them is gonna ask me. but thankfully, one brother alwin supported me. he say its only the heart that counts and not the appearance. and he said as long as it is not obiang. lols. he was defending me from his mum all the way. and guess what!! he from NCC too. new creation church. hahaha. he said that i got tattoo got nth wrong what. so cool right. but still i feel bad larh. throw my parent's face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth....i totally have nth to do at there??!?!only watch mahjong.. and watch tv. can you imagine??? the whole day just slack and laze around. oh ya. i took photos with my cousin's cute lil mini cooper. nyahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sixth.. my mom just told me sth disgusting bad and cruel. my aunt and cousins from indo went to vist my snob rich uncle with his wicked wife. well actually its only his wife that spoils his image in me. well, when they got there.. that wicked wife gave my cousin a big hong pao which was scotch taped nicely. and my lil niece was also given the same. well. my cousin tot that since they were rich they would like give alot. but when she felt the packet.. its soo thin so she thought its onli like $2 worth. but when she open...guess what.. IT WAS EMPTY. my other cousin couldnt believe and so she opened my lil niece's red packet. and it was EMPTY TOO!! can u see how bad that wicked wife is. trying to act nice in front of my uncle. such despicable creature who deserves to lick my shoe clean. f* you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies well. thats all. boring.. hoping to have more fun.... in the coming days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110796499526225342?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110796499526225342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110796499526225342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110796499526225342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110796499526225342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-yrs-day.html' title='new yr&apos;s day'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110787234402056450</id><published>2005-02-08T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:52:00.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new yr's eve</title><content type='html'>worked half day today. deen managed to see office boy for two days now. sadd. anyways, deen managed to visit my old schools. broke my promise. was too shack and i gotta rush home to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my first red packet and 'm having reunion dinner now out side my house!! nyahahha. waiting to eat for the 2nd round cos my relatives have not reach singapore yet. their flight was delayed. how sadd. man.. they take so long to reach. anyways, cant wait for tml!! ang pow collection1!! and i get to wear my qi pao (or is it cheong sam?) blouse. its silky BLACK. and i am just gonna match it with a pair of jeans. and big ear rings. the problem is with my hair. WHAT THE HELL AM I GONNA DO WITH IT?!?!?!? perm.. become and afro lady. moahahahha. kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i am full. but i am hungry. anyways, i make sure i get a new hp and mp3. and i am gonna save money for ISRAEL!!!!! whahahaha. how cool is my yr gonna be? march is coming which means O's are coming out. i know i can make it some how. by grace that is. yepp yepp. k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i am gonna take some photos of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YR!!! take ang pow take ang pow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110787234402056450?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110787234402056450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110787234402056450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110787234402056450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110787234402056450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-yrs-eve.html' title='new yr&apos;s eve'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110770129843673604</id><published>2005-02-06T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wondarful everyday</title><content type='html'>hey!! kaes. its been sooo long since i last blog. well could just say that everyday of my life has been enjoyable and fun and stress freee!!!!! thank Jesus. i am favoured in my job and everywhere i go. yepp yepp. i am soooooooo happppppppppppy larh. well actually i am in love. nyahahahaha. with the office guy. hopefully he wont be much older than me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have been sortting documents and typing on enevlopes and yeahs. like dat. not really boring. cool and fun. i just love my job larh. hahahaha. hmmmm, today went church. celebrated mel ng's bday and small joy's bday too. cake was yummy. but full. i missed out most of the sermon in church today cos i went for an interview for the nursery ministry. well actually it was more of a briefing. i cant wait to start. love kids!!!! bought new cd. listening to it now. nice nice. hmmm kinda broke today. anyway, went to 4th service with my cousin too. most of the time babysitting my niece. she just have to ran all over the place and hugging other babies.... made me perspire. she's very active.... and CCUUTTEEE!!!  nyahahaha. okies.. went lucky plaza for awhile den went to centre point to get cousin's shoes and went to a new S 11 kopitiam to eat bakmie indonesia. yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cab home. guess thats all. and i got my dream OP bag!!! hahahaha. i wanna get the samsung sliding phone too. if not, the nokia flip one will do. asked cousin to help me get. YEEPPPPPIII!!! working tml. cant wait... to see him!! hahaha. hopefully he will come to my department..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110770129843673604?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110770129843673604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110770129843673604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110770129843673604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110770129843673604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/wondarful-everyday.html' title='wondarful everyday'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110743153627178155</id><published>2005-02-03T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geez.losing my voice...</title><content type='html'>ooh I LOVE MY JOB. i dont why.. but i seem to be enjoying it rather than hating it. nyahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the bus today. i was 2 mins early. lucky..phew~ went into the office and surprisingly most of them havent turn up.harh. i feel good. continued issuing cheques. was getting bored of it cos my fingers are tired of writing so many cheques.i was hoping to do some typing and i did it. ha. type on envelopes. did some casting and photocopying and franking. i tot i was suppose to write inorder to frank. in the end... chey.. use some machine. had fun with it. hahahaha. today is a bit slack. i manage to finish up everything and tasks were like running out for me to do. lol. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped lunch again. ate cookies which i brought. and played the computer. then back to the same thing. issuing cheques. sorting out invoices. fun fun... was suppose to go and eat the " yu sheng" with them and the CEO. too shy and lazy. took cab home instead of bus. too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am losing my voice for no apparent reason. i sound so husky plus sexy. ooh. guess what. saw some one new today. not sure he's new or what. but he's cute. heh heh heh.shhhss. enuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sleep. yawns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110743153627178155?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110743153627178155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110743153627178155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110743153627178155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110743153627178155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/geezlosing-my-voice.html' title='geez.losing my voice...'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110734890126426044</id><published>2005-02-02T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of work</title><content type='html'>started work today. i am damn favoured. was gonna be late but the person who was to bring me around was later!!! nyahahahaha. so i pretend to get pissed. but i was just kidding larh. the people there are nice. greeted my cousin at her office and off to start work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their building is sooo cool. got pass to go in. and so many departments.'m in the finance and accounts one. hahaha. nice nice ppl. my first job was to type addresses on the envelope. its sooo fun okies. first time doing that. second i was to sort out the invoices alphabetically. missed lunch today. didnt feel like eating. too excited with the job. nyahahaha. i tell you arh... admin work is fun okies!!! after that, i went to do accounting. calculated the invoices and then i issued cheques!!!! awesome... i get to issue to so many companies larh. and the amounts are large.... gosh. felt nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna continue with the cheque work again. i love my job. whahahaha. its like 6 bucks per hour. worth it larh. who cares anyway. if i get to carry on which i will, there will be no more housework for me!!! whahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. not to forget.. i got an interview this sunday with the nursery ministry. i am sure to get in. favoured by my Daddy God... cant wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for work either.... wooohooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110734890126426044?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110734890126426044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110734890126426044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110734890126426044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110734890126426044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/02/first-day-of-work.html' title='first day of work'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110718022163485917</id><published>2005-01-31T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got a job</title><content type='html'>GUESS WHAT!!!! i have gotten a job. thanks to my cousin. gonna work in her company. some admin stuff i guess. YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont hafta slack and bore myself at home everyday anymore. i get to go to work and EARN MONEY. hopefully they would keep me in their company.yepps.they better keep me. nyahahahaha. i am good and diligent. heh heh heh. cant wait to start on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go and shop tomorrow for clothes again with retard and beibei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess i would wanna go to SP. and take maritime courses. nautical studies perhaps? i shall wait for Daddy's instruction. yepps.&lt;br /&gt;so happy. YAY YAY YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110718022163485917?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110718022163485917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110718022163485917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110718022163485917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110718022163485917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/01/got-job.html' title='got a job'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110709426615610364</id><published>2005-01-30T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad day</title><content type='html'>just came back from the outskirts. hah. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went for 3rd service church. today was pastor joshua. not bad larh, i managed to pay attention rather than on BS. as usual, retard, beibei and me kept laughing. i dunnoe what the hell for larh. but yah. we kept laughing. so noizzy. oh we laugh becos there is this guy sitting in front of me wearing a hat. like those fisherman one. den bei bei say he got cancer. underneath botak. den retard ask me go flip his hat up. LOL. so cruel..but i kept laughing larh. lols. sorry.olive deen come today. so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to window shop with retard, beibei, and a few guys. quite okies larh. had no mood. beibei and the few guys left earlier. and retard, justin and me went to window shop till city link. we saw big breasted women. LOL.how pervertic we are.ha. justin left. so me and retard went to raffles city.not much clothes. boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to cartel to eat. SO FUNNY. i cant eat in peace. nyahahahaha. we left in the end. probably gonna go and do REAL shopping on wednesday with retard and beibei. yepps. thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* I DISLIKE YOU. i am mean. so be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-christine`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110709426615610364?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110709426615610364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110709426615610364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110709426615610364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110709426615610364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/01/sad-day.html' title='sad day'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110701080673867837</id><published>2005-01-29T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wei jian's birthday</title><content type='html'>went out today to celebrate wei jian'z bday. went to bugis to eat sakae sushi. and den off to marina south to bowl. fun fun. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ya. something happen to day on my way to bugis in the train. i saw pure les-es. and they are NOT HOT nor PRETTY. kinda look like those plumpy ma ma kind of gurls. yeahs. and they were like squeezing each other's butt cheeks. and one of them went to press the other's breast like a BUTTON. how grosse. yeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww. *spits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats what happen. and thennn. on the way to marina south, a indian man passed out in the station i think. thats what sven said. and the staffs were like doing CPR. and couldnt revive him. and then the paramadics came and brought some radio-like machine and a oxygen mask for the man. i dont know what happen after cos i got into the train. i do really hope that the man survive. God pls revive him. yahsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bowling was fun. asher is so damn good k. he got so many strikes!!!!! beibei always jump and the ball would turn and hit the pin.not fair!!! wei jian always went to the drain. lols. but he managed to beat larry. the rest were superb too. wei liang and jeff. pui ser got a strike the first time she threw. cool eh. funn funnn. we should have more of this larh. but somewhere cheaper plsss. wahahaahhahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110701080673867837?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110701080673867837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110701080673867837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110701080673867837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110701080673867837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/01/wei-jians-birthday.html' title='wei jian&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110692920833080073</id><published>2005-01-29T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If you think life is bad. How would you like to be an egg? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* You only get laid once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* You only get eaten once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* It takes 4 minutes to get hard. Only 2 minutes to get soft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* You share your box with 11 other guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* But worst of all.... The only chick that ever sat on your face was your mother. So cheer up.....Your life ain't that bad!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass it around to someone who you feel can use a good lay, I mean day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110692920833080073?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110692920833080073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110692920833080073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110692920833080073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110692920833080073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/01/nice-one.html' title='nice one'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110692712284453350</id><published>2005-01-28T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shooping spreeee.</title><content type='html'>ehhheheheheheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;out with liyana to wheelock's place and far eastand wisma. hadnt seen her for a loooooooonnnnnnnnnnnngggggggg time. geez... one pretty babe. ha.met her bf and shopped. we ate.some things happen along the way with na na and her bf. yepps. quite scary and funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;caught in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bought a skirt and a 'qi pao' blouse and a pair of nice shoes. oh nort ta forget, an orange or brown contact lenses.pui serr bought grey. heh heh. went for BS. today was a ang mo pastor called Tony somethin'. wasnt paying attention to him today. sorrrryy... liling and pui ser larh. both of them kept making me laugh. especially liling. we were laughing and playing the whole time. and soo NOIZY. pui ser wanted to eat sweet and we make a whole fuss about it. LOL. how funnyyyy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;spent 120 bucks exactly today. first time being so thrifty. its fun ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;bored now... yawnnnss. i love launchcast radio. totally simple and poweerrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-christine`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110692712284453350?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110682061038984798</id><published>2005-01-27T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plans for tml</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gosh do you know how bored i am. 3rd entry of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Plans for Tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;/shall set off at 11.59am.moahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*shop at wheelocks place.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*go to Borders Bkshp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*slack at any cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*go for BS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-Plans for the Day after Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*sleep till 1pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*most likely stay at home the whole day. and SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;how boring can my life get. awwwhss...sad poor lil christine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-christine`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110682061038984798?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110681543863214431</id><published>2005-01-27T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i wanna go to IKEA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-get an iPod shuffle, nahz. maybe nort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-get the iPod U2 SE, impossible. Dad wouldn't allow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-or perhaps. get a new phone, cant. Mom would nag. Dad would give all excuses to say No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i guess going to IKEA is better. seeing the interior designs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-christine`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110681543863214431?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110681543863214431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110681543863214431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110681543863214431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110681543863214431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/01/sweet-boredom.html' title='sweet boredom'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110680397434610855</id><published>2005-01-27T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:59.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Thing I Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The One Thing I Know - Sara Groves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds just parted on a corner of my life&lt;br /&gt;And I can see for miles&lt;br /&gt;And the things I was stuck on&lt;br /&gt;Things I thought would never change&lt;br /&gt;They just broke open wide&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;This is the one thing I know&lt;br /&gt;You said You won't let me go&lt;br /&gt;You said You won't let me go&lt;br /&gt;You've done a good work in me&lt;br /&gt;And You won't quit 'til I'm free&lt;br /&gt;And the veil just lifted&lt;br /&gt;I can finally understand&lt;br /&gt;The way You work in me&lt;br /&gt;But even if I didn't&lt;br /&gt;You are still a sovereign God&lt;br /&gt;Who has a plan for me&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;It's good to know You work with hurt and broken souls&lt;br /&gt;That you'll take a soul like mine&lt;br /&gt;In all the world nothing's taken hold of me like Christ&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;This is the one thing&lt;br /&gt;This is the only thing&lt;br /&gt;This is the one thing&lt;br /&gt;You are the only thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110680397434610855?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110680397434610855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110680397434610855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110680397434610855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110680397434610855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/01/one-thing-i-know.html' title='The One Thing I Know'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349499.post-110671216226132738</id><published>2005-01-26T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:51:58.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worthy sore throat</title><content type='html'>guess what??!! i got a sore throat now. hahahaha. eaten to much bbq stuff ytd at marina. gosh the food i cook is like always partly raw.. but  still it tastes nice. and the tom yam soup was FABULOUS. ha.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid thing is that, when i took the tom yam soup,i also took the mushroom and just ate it. and  the stupid HOT juice scalded my right jaw. damn pain k. now my jaw owns a burnt mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we ate ate ate. along the way was damn funny larh. lols. i got so many surprises. ha. and guess what!!!!! i got a metal bible, red adidas handbag, a perlini silver cross and a WONDERFUL HANDMADE BIRTHDAY CARD~~ how amazing can it get you tell me. i am gonna bring it to church. whahahahhahahahhahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i really enjoyed myself larh. comfirm the best ever this yr. LOL. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall  blog again later. nyahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christine`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349499-110671216226132738?l=blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/feeds/110671216226132738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8349499&amp;postID=110671216226132738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110671216226132738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349499/posts/default/110671216226132738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcherrymurderess.blogspot.com/2005/01/worthy-sore-throat.html' title='worthy sore throat'/><author><name>bLackchErry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16030723774784108141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
