<?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-1031855078331323712</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:13:31.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch this love bug of mine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4959445011187391071</id><published>2008-12-16T13:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:16:03.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold class</title><content type='html'>Blogging isn't my first priority now, unlike before. Seems like work has taken it's place so, sorry earthlings for the lack of update. Back to the topic ! OH MY GOD. I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY RECEIVED A GOOD PROGRESS AWARD. FUCK FUCK FUCK, FUCKING HAPPY PLEASE. Eh it's only my second year receiving it so why wouldn't I be happy ? Free money, that means more money to spend and shop :D Whatever la Cheryn whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been spending way too much cash with my mom. Entering shops and spending hundreds of dollars in there. Money is hard to earn, why can't branded shops understand that. It's time they lower their prices, damn it. Financial crisis, Economic recession, bloody hell do they actually get it ? And finally, I've found my way to Ps cafe at dempsey road. Like wow, the place is freaking cool. Deco and atmosphere wise beats the shit outta every single cafe surviving on this island. The cakes are awesome but the prices aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the last week of Jan, I'll be extremely busy so hopefully results are released before the lunar new year. I'll be spending my new year at Shangrila hotel for 3D2N. What a waste of money and time. After spending 3 days there, I'll be spending one day at home before setting off to KL to relax -.- To fucking relax with my results in hand ? Fucking no. But that's what my mom has in mind so I have no choice but to agree. The resort stay and airplane tixs are already booked so I can't back out, can I ? Talking about results, I've been having endless nightmares on them. It's really too late to regret. I may have once again ruin my entire future, let's all hope for the best :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for this entire week. Work shall resume on thurs, fri and sat. Specially took off today to spend time with K cos he suggested to catch a gold class movie with me later and it's his treat :D Oh my, it's my first time at gold class and I'm really excited for it. I'll be heading over to Starhub tmr to sign up for a new plan with my dad and hopefully he allows me to change my phone. Can't expect much cos I haven't been on talking terms with him so it's hard to ask for things. Steamboat later on weds night with my colleagues. And, back to working on thurs, hell but fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, Jade came over for piano lessons and we had a game of wii. Oh my, that girl sucks at both bowling and tennis. Totally owned her at it. Oh and she has a hidden talent ... cos she surprisingly beat me at golf. Wow Jade wow. Alright, enough of blogging. Will blog soon ! Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4959445011187391071?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4959445011187391071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4959445011187391071' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4959445011187391071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4959445011187391071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogging-isnt-my-first-priority-now.html' title='Gold class'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4917579372537019598</id><published>2008-12-08T00:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:24:15.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marche</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;02/12 photos @ vivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277086155513121698" style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv55jR9y6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/qqIhzsCJAQs/s200/Sentosa+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277085769757743858" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv5jGOt2vI/AAAAAAAAAaA/A4L6xWR9k8A/s200/Sentosa+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277085769797830562" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv5jGYRh6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/_Vu-J7YhI7k/s200/Sentosa+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277085767830349058" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv5i_DMJQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2Zq1aPXZjK4/s200/Sentosa+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for visiting me at work, smallies :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4917579372537019598?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4917579372537019598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4917579372537019598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4917579372537019598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4917579372537019598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/12/marche.html' title='Marche'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv55jR9y6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/qqIhzsCJAQs/s72-c/Sentosa+049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-9069171737297207792</id><published>2008-12-08T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:21:26.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escapade</title><content type='html'>My lovely friday spent with the 5 of them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277098800182157618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STwFZkV_YTI/AAAAAAAAAcg/8t-OP88VFlI/s200/Escape+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277093515927094802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STwAl-9aBhI/AAAAAAAAAcY/-VhIwO6RnW0/s200/Escape+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277088426121352770" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv79t9J1kI/AAAAAAAAAbA/EOBHnqNRZ4k/s200/Escape+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277088416367897186" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv79Jnv6mI/AAAAAAAAAaw/CbtxtXNjz18/s200/Escape+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277089039953517970" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv8hcqJXZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QM_LjzpS-u8/s200/Escape+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277092431521465794" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv_m3O9RcI/AAAAAAAAAcA/xfzCyr4vfCo/s200/Escape+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277088406625447362" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv78lU97cI/AAAAAAAAAao/jg6FzrV4Nmw/s200/Escape+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277088416659059074" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv79KtKsYI/AAAAAAAAAa4/DOpvcr75jxM/s200/Escape+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 brave ones, sitting at the back rows :D &lt;em&gt;unlike the other 2 (humchee)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277091700439158738" style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STv-8TvWj9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/r8mDiwonf58/s320/Escape+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groupie, wo ai ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277093051199080546" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STwAK7tnSGI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uFszyX70pvc/s320/Escape+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, bloody couples so loving -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-9069171737297207792?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/9069171737297207792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=9069171737297207792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9069171737297207792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9069171737297207792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/12/escapade.html' title='Escapade'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/STwFZkV_YTI/AAAAAAAAAcg/8t-OP88VFlI/s72-c/Escape+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-5455784806786437317</id><published>2008-12-07T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:25:21.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hop night</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Escape @ Downtown East&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly the humchee of the day wasn't chongyan but jin kia totally beat everyone to it. She drooled on yan's shirt during viking and guess what, they were sitting at the first row -.- Not at all thrilling please. While the rest of us sat at the second last and last row respectively, how brave :D Haunted house was fucking scary and we bloody hell got lost in the middle of the tour. Lex was the leader, Rachael, Yanling, Me, Gina, followed by Sheryl. This was the order which we entered, and oh my god gina nearly stripped me. She kept pulling my tee and was practically hiding behind my back like 99% of the tour. As usual, lex did her 'thing' by secretely touching our legs during the tour and it fucking hell scare the hell outta all of us (haha sucker) I'm too lazy to continue ... I'll upload the photos as soon as possible (chongyan, quickly send me) Not forgetting the heart to heart talk we had at coffee bean. Nothing beats that cause it was definitely a night to remember. Thanks chongyan, lyelye and jin kia :D and the other two who missed out on that. The rest of the week ? I was busy with work and family :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's work schedule - mon and sat, I'll be at vivo. weds, thurs and fri, I'll be at raffles place. Yes hurry come by and visit me at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, I've been spending way too much money on branded goods. 90 bucks for a levis's top and 90 bucks for an esprit vest. I can't believe the amount of money I have been spending. Self control Cheryn, damn you. Family renuion dinner tomorrow, got to rush over after work !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now :D I love my life, I love my workplace, I love my friends and I love my family !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-5455784806786437317?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/5455784806786437317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=5455784806786437317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5455784806786437317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5455784806786437317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/12/hop-night.html' title='Hop night'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4265450183564363437</id><published>2008-11-29T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:23:56.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pocket rocket</title><content type='html'>Work started exceptionally early today cos we had a mega delivery order and it's the company's first official order since it's establishment, so we'd to drag ourselves down early to help out with the preparations. As usual, I was late for work again. During lunch hour, Gwen and Nina came over to visit me :D Nina passed me a pair of havaianas slim edition flip flops from aussie and I'm totally in love with it. Thanks gangsterrrr, looking hot siol with the dyed hair !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going down to oub tmr to clean up the place and while doing so, I get to clock in extra hours :D This makes me happy as I'm attempting to save lots of money. Next week, I'll be scheduled at oub on mon, weds and thurs. And at vivo on tues, all for yan's sake and the others. Friday and the weekends will be my only off days so quickly date me out la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4265450183564363437?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4265450183564363437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4265450183564363437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4265450183564363437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4265450183564363437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/pocket-rocket.html' title='Pocket rocket'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-5892482027419785343</id><published>2008-11-26T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:50:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drained</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of update. I have been busy with work and outings. Barely even have the time to rest and now I'm all worn out :( I will upload the photos taken at the flyer soon. I can't upload any photos now cos I'm using my itouch to get this post done. And I'm gald that nina is back ! Couldn't meet up with her earlier but never mind, we'll meet up soon yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, manutd should start winning games, ugh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M HAPPY FOR YOU LEX :) You hopeless thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-5892482027419785343?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/5892482027419785343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=5892482027419785343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5892482027419785343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5892482027419785343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/drained.html' title='Drained'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7005193219117988815</id><published>2008-11-21T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:10:26.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Status: Hired !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hired, I'm hired, I'm fucking hired siol :D I'll be starting training tmr and I'm definitely going to love my job cos it's the coolest work place ever. The manager accepted me immediately after questioning the other workers if they like me. The people there kept teasing me with this guy, just because I'm single. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come visit me soon :D Boost Juice Bars kay. But no joke, one cup of smoothie cost 7 bucks and that's the minimum amount. Nina and I used to love it so much when we were back in Sec ... Wait, I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps, I miss Nina and Sinyee. Ass holes, taking a million years to get their asses back in Singapore.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7005193219117988815?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7005193219117988815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7005193219117988815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7005193219117988815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7005193219117988815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-what.html' title='So what'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4458927311047934756</id><published>2008-11-19T19:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:42:41.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Grad night @ Marriott.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270299223234118050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPdOGTjAaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bKiJYwkJBmU/s320/DSC02221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regina Ng,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been 3 years spent together. Ups and downs, (you name it all) because I believe we have been through each and every one of these obstacles together. What a rough friendship we have had for the past one year esp. Tears, anger and laughter, I have experienced it all with you. I'm gald to have you in my life and I love you hualala. Thanks for everything :D And it's time you change that hobby of yours ... constantly being the queen of back out plans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270299219748203746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPdN5UcLOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3DCSl5TvLZc/s320/DSC02179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My favourite four. Termed as the untouchables :D&lt;br /&gt;All four of you made my life twice as fun and exciting in IJ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270299218785598370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPdN1u7-6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/xMcgv9bv8ho/s320/1_971612345l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Endless fun we have had together since sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;Pranking and pissing teachers off are our forte.&lt;br /&gt;Used to be the 5 of us but somehow either one will always be excluded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270299209631142754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPdNToWE2I/AAAAAAAAAY0/x-s62uuDKfE/s320/n598746470_1512572_7283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Class, never exactly like being part of 5/1&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, good luck to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remaining picstures taken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270296389570755058" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPapKFjefI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_ChqIP93du0/s200/DSC02204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270297363851046882" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPbh3kE7-I/AAAAAAAAAYU/gN6ptYYKAlw/s200/DSC02217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270296382203631266" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPaoupGFqI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xw4c4TAFPzo/s200/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270296384419339746" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPao25XHeI/AAAAAAAAAX0/tnliaZM7stI/s200/DSC02203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270295301826101426" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPZp17BQLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/w7UVsJ96mZU/s200/DSC02125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270295317704818642" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPZqxEzP9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/HhmcvUov4IY/s200/DSC02189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270295310382625650" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPZqVzDc3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/QvRVvkAWMCw/s200/DSC02184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270295308198169618" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPZqNqPTBI/AAAAAAAAAXE/EjqUQ7BI4Sg/s200/DSC02188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270297360487725122" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPbhrCMuEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/s8gJ6N5PJNo/s200/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270297366834766642" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPbiCrc4zI/AAAAAAAAAYc/lf4s8_ZAlF0/s200/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: The friends of Cheryn&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there and basically just playing a role in Cheryn's life. For your info, this also applies to those who detest her presence and who are itching to get her out of your sight. Thanks for tolerating and lets all put the 'hate' aside cos at this moment, only love exists. I love each and every one of you to the moon and back. Special thanks to Sinyee and Jade for endlessly being there. Love love love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the rest @ &lt;a href="http://friendster.com/neonlove"&gt;http://friendster.com/neonlove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta run, need to meet the 3 of them for dinner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4458927311047934756?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4458927311047934756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4458927311047934756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4458927311047934756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4458927311047934756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/massive-storage.html' title='Mass update'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSPdOGTjAaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bKiJYwkJBmU/s72-c/DSC02221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8719522196218217932</id><published>2008-11-17T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:48:17.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy wusy</title><content type='html'>Blog soon !! Been busy with life. Activities are flooding my scheldue. I miss nina, come back soon dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit. Sinyee just left for aussieland as well. I'm unhappy cos two of my closest friends in life are gone. They left, leaving me all alone in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, the two of you got to come back soon alright !!! I'm waiting for my presents :) Love you, miss you, i really wanna kiss you la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Khalis earlier. Headed to gardens next. Plans for tomorrow ? May be meeting up with Gina. She's free and it's time we catch up with each other's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8719522196218217932?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8719522196218217932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8719522196218217932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8719522196218217932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8719522196218217932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-wusy.html' title='Busy wusy'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7490604917905916558</id><published>2008-11-11T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:28:22.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke screen</title><content type='html'>In a blink of an eye, the o'levels will be over :D How cool is that, finally the long awaited hols has arrived ! Last paper, and hopefully I'll ace it. Not very prepared though but I'm just crossing my fingers and hoping for the best. Maths is a confirm screwed up subject, I don't want to get a C :( definitely, still living in denial. Pftt, I hate maths, I can't wait to part with that sub and be free from it, foreverrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be travelling to hk in January :D definitely before the release of results. Hopefully mom will be able to apply for leave, and I'm seriously not looking forward to another round of disappointment after having to cancel our US trip in dec due to work, sigh :( Mom said cheekily, yeah it's better to leave before your results. Ugh, she may be hoping for something bad as well, just like me. I'm such a failure :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7490604917905916558?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7490604917905916558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7490604917905916558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7490604917905916558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7490604917905916558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/smoke-screen.html' title='Smoke screen'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-97907876463341701</id><published>2008-11-08T11:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:03:48.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frolick</title><content type='html'>I'm dead exhausted. Tennis, gym and basketball sessions were enough to kill me for the day. Considering the fact that I can't play basketball for nuts and dribbling actually requires skill manz. Sadly, I'm lacking at it but whatever la, It's a sport meant for guys then let it be then. Headed to gardens next for frolick before crossing over to cold storage to get our groceries ready for tmr's BBQ !!! I'm totally looking forward to it. Since the chuan is pretty near to chompchomp, and if ryan is willing to walk over with me to get another cup of frolick, i'll be most delighted. It's tempting la, hard to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intensive tennis and gym later :) May be rollerblading as well. Excited siol. Sorry nina, I wasn't able to meet y'all yesterday. Soon alright. In the meanwhile, you cheer up yeah and no matter what happens, I still love you la mee sua. And no matter what you end up choosing, I'll respect that as well. Happiness will definitely come by sooner or later ! Love you slut :) Listen to love story, it gives you hope !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-97907876463341701?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/97907876463341701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=97907876463341701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/97907876463341701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/97907876463341701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/frolick.html' title='Frolick'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4162237845695373696</id><published>2008-11-07T00:38:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:21:51.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Supa fun siol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571395478654914" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SRMRSTb2j8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/kfDUOaDV7Hk/s200/CIMG8198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571402804613170" style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SRMRSuuf0DI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ue6ieHbrO9E/s200/CIMG8199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571404829187378" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SRMRS2RMXTI/AAAAAAAAAWI/30caKTgLOeQ/s200/CIMG8201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265573446537350530" style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SRMTJsOWjYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/cOJyuNzHVYw/s200/IMG_3522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame. Met up with nina, gwen, lex and val. No val pics, cos val was late !!! and the camwhoring spirit left for the other world. Errrr, what the hell am I taking about. I must still be suffering from post hyper syndrome (stares at nina) And as usual, I was running late. Forever la, I can never change for the better. Met them at spins before heading to wisma to shop. Then after, we headed to liat towers to chill, while waiting for lex to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina looks like mee sua. Haha er no, just that she is annoyingly in love with it and for her sake, we walked all the way to far east under the scotching sun. How sweet right gwen and I ? (kay I self-proclaim all) Lex came, took a bus to cine to take neoprints. Neoprints, omg you know how long haven't I used that word ? Like freaking longggggg. Val came, took a bus down to bugis. Walked all the way to haji to get my heels before heading down to kelantan road for the flea market. Cheap bargains, we will be going back there tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little india next, wha first time I thread my eyebrows la. Damn painful but the pain was worth it cos it makes me look neater (haha my own theory) Eyebrows can do wonders manz. We had Thosai for dinner. After dinner, we took a slow walk back to bugis where lex had to leave so nina, gwen, val and I went to bugis to shop. Nina and I totally went mad together and she says, mixing with me makes her stupid cos she's starting to speak like me. Whatever, I'm so kewl, you should be honoured. Walked around, had lots of fun together. Too bad the ''fun'' only came to life at 9, wasted sia. Arcade next and we were freaking pro at certain games (talented?) Left bugis at 10 cos nina wanted to play games with me so val waited for us at the side while gwen left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4162237845695373696?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4162237845695373696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4162237845695373696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4162237845695373696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4162237845695373696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/move-it.html' title='Move it'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SRMRSTb2j8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/kfDUOaDV7Hk/s72-c/CIMG8198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-1031097308908438141</id><published>2008-11-06T00:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T15:39:40.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beverly hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;90210. is sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265216626969666674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SRHOoDwB5HI/AAAAAAAAAVg/GTEwh_dwqKQ/s320/90210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my god, I love this fucking show and I'm completely going mad over it. Ty Collins, Erin Silver, Annie Wilson and Ethan Ward are freaking hot. I'm definitely looking forward to the next episode. This show makes me go wildddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And to all who have never heard of it, you're freaking slow and you need to catch it cos it is a million times better than gossip girl la fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-1031097308908438141?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/1031097308908438141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=1031097308908438141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1031097308908438141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1031097308908438141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/beverly-hills.html' title='Beverly hills'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SRHOoDwB5HI/AAAAAAAAAVg/GTEwh_dwqKQ/s72-c/90210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7777109551850843235</id><published>2008-11-04T23:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:07:07.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemon lime</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Nina's day out :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembangan. Siglap. East Coast. and back to kemb. I'd fun, hell lots of fun. I love the upper east side. Now I cannot wait to marry and have kids (haha joke) I JUST WANT TO BUY A HOUSE AND SETTLE THERE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;prom, post prom party ... kewl :D cos I'm excited.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7777109551850843235?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7777109551850843235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7777109551850843235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7777109551850843235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7777109551850843235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/11/lemon-lime.html' title='Lemon lime'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4818072575086034668</id><published>2008-10-26T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:26:53.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuzco</title><content type='html'>I seriously am living in a world of my own. Easily losing track of time, misreading them, planning tuition at a time when I know I wouldn't make it back in time. Thats terrible, I need to catch up with the world for no apparent reason. And so, I better get myself a watch tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Job done, I shall stick with the ''disney channel'' watch that's foc. Save money, save the time as after all I'll be wearing it for ... 3 days ? before school endssssssss :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4818072575086034668?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4818072575086034668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4818072575086034668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4818072575086034668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4818072575086034668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/kuzco.html' title='Kuzco'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-3870082351116238277</id><published>2008-10-25T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:34:52.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gum baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I haven't been excelling in any of my papers. Either the lack of time or stupidity killed it. Damn it, I've learnt ''not to cry over spilled milk", no more (kay not cry la, just upset)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of plans earlier. Didn't follow (yr) to catch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HSM&lt;/span&gt; 3 at gold class (yes gold class) because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;regina&lt;/span&gt; was being lazy. Breakfast with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gina&lt;/span&gt; at subway, met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cara&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nina&lt;/span&gt; there. Set off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nina's&lt;/span&gt; house to chill instead. Good whole er ... just many hours spent together :D I love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lorxzx&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SQII9N8gUqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/C5rUqUlJS_o/s1600-h/48e9c6d03e251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260777162530640546" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SQII9N8gUqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/C5rUqUlJS_o/s200/48e9c6d03e251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SQII9oPkJGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nmv3BFI0NzA/s1600-h/48f6caebca371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260777169589904482" style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SQII9oPkJGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nmv3BFI0NzA/s200/48f6caebca371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kelly's new hairstyle, exactly like my mom's) Just that, my mom's hair is slightly longer than hers. Now fashion ah ? (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;, have these pictures satisfied your utmost curiosity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-3870082351116238277?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/3870082351116238277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=3870082351116238277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3870082351116238277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3870082351116238277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/gum-baby.html' title='Gum baby'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SQII9N8gUqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/C5rUqUlJS_o/s72-c/48e9c6d03e251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2960451075763041646</id><published>2008-10-20T01:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T01:28:54.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit and run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O's is exactly 31 hours away. Its strange but it just doesn't seem to matter anymore. No further signs of panicky behaviour, nothing ... full stop. ' Just relax and take it easy' reads my new slogan :D Gk, please guide me through this ever demanding journey as I honestly am depending on you. The days ahead are just so ... unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No more split images of myself scoring well for O's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2960451075763041646?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2960451075763041646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2960451075763041646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2960451075763041646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2960451075763041646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/hit-and-run.html' title='Hit and run'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-6948838800903435845</id><published>2008-10-18T00:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:31:18.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice age</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, I came across an eyecandy who very much had an image of a mommy's boy, and this unfortunately appeals to me :D (haha) So I met up with Lex earlier and we practically spent the day catching up (fun sia) We had live comedians around, and the continuous swearing was shocking to a bunch of saint gabriel boys. You should have seen the way they stared at Lex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up not meeting the rest for golf today. Never mind, we'll meet up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Converation between lex and I &lt;em&gt;(hilarious indeed)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lex: Do you know why I went to get this green book ?&lt;br /&gt;Cheryn: Haha no&lt;br /&gt;Lex: Because ... Yanling managed to score an A with it, so I went to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryn: HAHAHA !!! What the hell. So are you on your A1 streak yet ?&lt;br /&gt;Lex: er no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How silly but I still love you la bob bob baby :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-6948838800903435845?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/6948838800903435845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=6948838800903435845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/6948838800903435845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/6948838800903435845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/ice-age.html' title='Ice age'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-9101670934117467827</id><published>2008-10-15T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:50:11.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step ahead</title><content type='html'>Practical in a few hours time. No longer the countless days, weeks, months or years of anticipation. Now it boils down to the number of hours left (ugh how quick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I would like to thank my physics tutor for endlessly sacrificing his time for me. Greatly appreciated, loveeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-9101670934117467827?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/9101670934117467827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=9101670934117467827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9101670934117467827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9101670934117467827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-back.html' title='Step ahead'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7136129516111253017</id><published>2008-10-11T00:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:26:30.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break point</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Soon to be the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256203266417890370" style="CURSOR: hand" height="138" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SPHJBbIWFEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/E-dMAGxaix0/s200/PA100407.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256203269548583650" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="152" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SPHJBmywquI/AAAAAAAAAUA/womU4mW1fGE/s200/PA100409.JPG" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256203276771266482" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="151" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SPHJCBsyD7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/cVsetNY15s0/s200/IMG_5221.JPG" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256203276344033602" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SPHJCAG7AUI/AAAAAAAAAUY/k0MAsBB1i9I/s200/IMG_5194.JPG" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 11 years at IJ, I'll never forget them :D (cool fact: the four of us were brought up in a true blue 'IJ' manner) Its unbelievable. Definitely not eager to part but that's life and I guess, we all just gotta learn to accept R.E.A.L.I.T.Y !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't wait to part with you, you and only you. Eye sore. Unappealing to you, then fucking leave this site. Nobody is begging you to stay on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away from the Internet, it shall be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7136129516111253017?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7136129516111253017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7136129516111253017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7136129516111253017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7136129516111253017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-are-pathetic.html' title='Break point'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SPHJBbIWFEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/E-dMAGxaix0/s72-c/PA100407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8558401635950019607</id><published>2008-10-05T02:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:35:20.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ABBA MANIA at the Esplanade Theatre, I want to catch it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you bloody O's, you're cause of my 'no-life' status. I'm screwed, very indeed. Less than 2 weeks to O's, how great ? Started revision yet, er not exactly. Then how, FUCKING FAIL LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8558401635950019607?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8558401635950019607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8558401635950019607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8558401635950019607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8558401635950019607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/dancing-queen.html' title='Dancing queen'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-9106900277815751840</id><published>2008-10-04T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:46:26.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steam is low</title><content type='html'>What an exhausting day at school. First up, school started at 815 for both Jade and I (haha, we set our own school rules y'see) Secondly, we lied to the security guard that we came back to school for self-study purposes so as to avoid receiving the hundredth pink slip within this year. Thirdly, I was one of the three from my class who attended the SS surprise test :D Yes, there's a reason why it is a surprise test and there's also a reason why I was present. As simple as, to surprise laaaaaaa :D Pretty last min though and as usual, Ms Koh forgot to inform us about the test AGAIN. Lastly, school ended late at night for most of us as we had extra classes with mrs chu to attend. I love her lessons, excluding the presence of a couple of annoying kiddos who just doesn't understand the statement of ''Silence is fucking golden'', so learn to control your mouth la bastards. Chilled at macs along with J, F and S while waiting for time to pass and when the clock struck 930 ... That spells the dismissal of gossips. Goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-9106900277815751840?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/9106900277815751840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=9106900277815751840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9106900277815751840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9106900277815751840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/steam-is-low.html' title='Steam is low'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-676505472170030092</id><published>2008-10-03T00:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:32:33.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing me</title><content type='html'>I'm tired of skipping school and I think I should stop procrastinating, and start attending school like a normal seconday school student. Instead of finding lousy excuses like my back is aching ? (haha yes what the hell) Settled, I shall attend school tomorrow and no more hesistations, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm dying without my Itouch, just 24 hours apart and I'm already missing it. Blame it on my mother, how could she have left it in the office. I needed her to charge it for me, the full 8 hours, power charge, and I was so upset, I wanted to freaking cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(joking la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Jade, can't challenge you to games tomorrow. Never mind, I'll bring it soon kay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-676505472170030092?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/676505472170030092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=676505472170030092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/676505472170030092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/676505472170030092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing-me.html' title='Missing me'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2192159994021722791</id><published>2008-10-01T23:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:01:16.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epicentre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wheelock. Forum. Wheelock. Forum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I went down to town to collect my pre-ordered Itouch and while I was at borders, I met a new friend. And surprisingly, I've changed my mind drastically so I suppose I'll be attending school tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ended up giving school a miss again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2192159994021722791?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2192159994021722791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2192159994021722791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2192159994021722791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2192159994021722791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/10/epicentre.html' title='Epicentre'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-1077864794052626696</id><published>2008-09-30T23:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:11:25.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip reverse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was forced to attend school today, all thanks to LYW and her constant calls :( I wouldn't have expected any calls from her if it weren't for Gina's warning. She surprisingly called me yesterday to inform me about the all-school-pre-danger-exercise, all thanks to megala and that friend of hers who stupidly just had to play truant and get all of us into trouble. I simply dread receiving unknown call numbers, because you never know when LYW decides to give you yet another 'miss call' which is of plain annoyance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually things are perfectly fine between us, blame it on the loss for words. I'm disgusted, I really am and equally terrified. Please don't ask why because I, myself can't seek for a honest and sarcasm-free reply so do give that question a miss if you're thinking of asking. I'm no longer angry and I'm surprised that they call it a cold war when it isn't even true so let it be then. Kalpana gave me a sudden lecture for nothing, immediately after learning from lex regarding the 'cold war' :/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Note: You just have to talk to me and I wouldn't deliberately ignore you (er I'm not ... you know who)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After school, I managed to rush home right after the bell rang as I needed an urgent bath before the start of yet another surprise mock practical. An hour was the most I could give and accomplishing it was no biggie :D So after practical, I went down to town to meet up with brandon and his friend (yell-ow) for a short while before heading else where.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21 days is all that is left and it is nearing the end of my duty as a high school student. I'm thrilled cos I needed a 'get away' and thank god, picturing the final leg is finally within reach :D Find me the drive and I'll definitely keep working at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-1077864794052626696?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/1077864794052626696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=1077864794052626696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1077864794052626696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1077864794052626696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/flip-reverse.html' title='Flip reverse'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-58817612363315363</id><published>2008-09-28T01:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:01:13.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An occasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one helluv hectic day for my relatives and I as we prepared ourselves for the final leg of wedding preparations. And as usual, I, being the all time spoiler was the only one who attended school while my other cousins went ahead with the church ceremony as they were eager to witness the exchange of vowels between the newly-wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Shangri la hotel, camwhored snacked and played around. Dinner was mouth-watering (er why wouldn't it be when it is a 10 course meal) :D I went around stealing people's food so I ended up with double portions for myself. Can't help it, I'm really greedy. And oh god, the wedding was like a mini-matchmaking session for myself as my mother went around introducing me to this boy, that boy and all types of boys. The best part was, their parents are in &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; with me as they held continuous long conversations and I'd to stand there smiling like a fool and constantly answering the questions that they pose (real exhausting) Ps, some other stuffs happened at the end :D (smiles to myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel was extremely sweet as he agreed to lend me his outer sweater of his suit (kay I dont know what you call it but thanks) or I would have frozen to death. Yes yanling, I managed to outshine the bride :D (joking la) Pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-58817612363315363?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/58817612363315363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=58817612363315363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/58817612363315363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/58817612363315363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/occasion.html' title='An occasion'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-990141465519434452</id><published>2008-09-24T00:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:36:37.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the competition</title><content type='html'>Joke of the day: My classmates think that I study on a daily basis (yes come on, laugh along) It is hilarious to know that such rumours are actually spreading and there is a reason for the word 'rumour' being used here. Of course it isn't true and now, they may as well be doubting my general knowledge and that's kind of sad to be aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''Sorry to disappoint the majority as I barely lay a finger on my books and when I say I don't study, I honestly don't'' !&lt;/em&gt; If anyone continues persisting, go on (no sarcasm included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If many didn't know, Jade and I usually spend our time playing msn games together or catching real world: road rules on mtv or wasting our time on each other as they host long conversations up to a minimum of one hour. And that is the reason why I usually end up sleeping only at 3 in the morning. So to all curious readers out there, you can go on spreading whatever you want because do I look like I actually bother ? Errr no I don't, so don't bother treating me as a competition because all of you jolly well know that you could easily beat me. Since a majority of my classmates study like as if the O'levels is on tomorrow and to be honest, I do pity them in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-superficial-cover-ups-.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.-superficial-cover-ups-.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jade's blog, go read it and you'll understand)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-990141465519434452?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/990141465519434452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=990141465519434452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/990141465519434452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/990141465519434452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/feel-competition.html' title='Feel the competition'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-3670537144377145805</id><published>2008-09-22T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:09:23.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goliath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guitar hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the official champion of guitar hero :D It was a total ownage over at rachael's house earlier. School ended late for the three of us (lex yan and myself) as we stupidly attended the SJI international talk. It was pretty interesting though, and I'll be interested in it if only I was that smart or else it definitely is impossible for myself to even have the thoughts of qualifying (60 per cohort, joke) I can't even score well to qualify for prestigous courses in the polytechnic, let alone fight with the whole of Singapore just for the limited 60 vacanies. IB is indeed cool and well recognised in the world but I'm just sad that I'm not born smart (damn it) But at least I'm a guitar hero champion, and that will do !!! Rock band on friday with the suckers, can't wait :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-3670537144377145805?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/3670537144377145805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=3670537144377145805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3670537144377145805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3670537144377145805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/goliath.html' title='Goliath'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4635494936346667485</id><published>2008-09-21T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:57:40.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back track</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248340306494451154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNXZs6z3bdI/AAAAAAAAATw/6g2KjCgnLHM/s200/IMG_2994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248339924949491650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNXZWtcdX8I/AAAAAAAAATI/luSfAVuV5kk/s200/IMG_3002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248339933476557714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNXZXNNeE5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/q3fcOpmHztk/s200/IMG_3004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248339952021335746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNXZYSS47sI/AAAAAAAAATo/eKWq9sb7KZA/s200/IMG_3027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248339940803445202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNXZXogVgdI/AAAAAAAAATY/-65jNy00tUk/s200/IMG_3017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248339950550992178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNXZYM0VRTI/AAAAAAAAATg/UWRZyF-rOSo/s200/IMG_3018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some of the pictures taken at retreat while the remaining ones are with gina. Shall pester her to upload it soon. Yes look at my eyes, this is the reason for not sleeping before attending school. I stomped into the hall looking like a zombie and I didn't bathe before heading to school that day. Great, now I just proudly exposed myself. &lt;em&gt;Eh yan, very dirty right&lt;/em&gt; (haha sucker)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4635494936346667485?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4635494936346667485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4635494936346667485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4635494936346667485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4635494936346667485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-track.html' title='Back track'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNXZs6z3bdI/AAAAAAAAATw/6g2KjCgnLHM/s72-c/IMG_2994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7140737536887356213</id><published>2008-09-21T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:12:32.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disastrous scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Disaster. Disaster. Disaster. Disaster. Disaster. Disaster. Disaster. Disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My. Mother's. Hair. Is. A. &lt;strong&gt;Disaster&lt;/strong&gt; !!! Where did the elegant and gorgeous looking mom go ? Return me my mother's previous hairstyle please, you disgusting hairstylist. I was terribly shocked and at the same time, speechless upon seeing her presence at home, it was horrifying. I just can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mom steps into the house)&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; YOU'RE NOT MY MOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Yes very mean indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (laughs) that bad uh ?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Totally, you look worst than an ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt;. Even beating lion king's hairstyle, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (continues laughing) followed by an act sad face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7140737536887356213?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7140737536887356213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7140737536887356213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7140737536887356213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7140737536887356213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/disastrous-scene.html' title='Disastrous scene'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-684112455156173198</id><published>2008-09-20T02:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:16:45.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it mine</title><content type='html'>Over the days, I've changed my mind drastically and currently I'm craving for an Ipod touch instead. 16GB, $498 (wha heartache) even a damn Ipod video, 120GB cost only $398 !! what the fuck right, but the touch's applications are way too advanced in comparison to the video. By the way, I bought my mango sweater at $75. Bloody hell, It isn't even worth it and I wonder if it is considered an impulsive buy. Eventually temptations had the upper hand. Er &lt;s&gt;fuck it&lt;/s&gt; and I'm going to get my Ipod before Sept ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-684112455156173198?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/684112455156173198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=684112455156173198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/684112455156173198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/684112455156173198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/over-days-ive-changed-my-mind.html' title='Make it mine'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-6768918852906072458</id><published>2008-09-19T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:35:02.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play time</title><content type='html'>I'm so lazy to upload the photos taken at retreat, guess I'll do it soon. ''A set back is just a set up for a come back'' (haha) What an inspiring line uh yanling ? Anyway I attended school on friday and we finally gotten back a few of our exam scripts. Fared relatively well and a little beyond expectations after all GK was in control of my papers and that definitely deserves credit. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You can't win if you don't play and guess what I'm going to beat the shit outta those assholes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-6768918852906072458?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/6768918852906072458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=6768918852906072458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/6768918852906072458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/6768918852906072458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/play-time.html' title='Play time'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-901954560500191787</id><published>2008-09-18T00:06:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:11:31.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't ask for more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNEsmxB7IoI/AAAAAAAAATA/tVjc0AQVquI/s1600-h/IMG_2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247024085371396738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNEsmxB7IoI/AAAAAAAAATA/tVjc0AQVquI/s320/IMG_2981.JPG" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone, hurry check out gina's elephant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The face is definitely darker than the 'red' that is seen in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She didn't allow me to remove the plastic cover so can't help it. Apologies as the picture quality is rather lousy. By the way, I went out with Ryan today and he has finally gotten his Ipod touch while I didn't manage to get mine. The new chromatic colours hasn't arrived and I'm still deciding on which colour should I settle for. Black kind of sucked, it is way.too.ordinary ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope: If you need to score some big points with some big and powerful people, today is the day to do it! You've got an unbeatable combination working in your favor -- your &lt;strong&gt;cold&lt;/strong&gt; logic, softened by your warm smile. Any people competing for some time in the limelight don't stand a chance against you, so there is no need to feel threatened by anyone. You can convince just about anyone to follow you anywhere, today. All eyes are on you, and you are not going to disappoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-901954560500191787?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/901954560500191787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=901954560500191787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/901954560500191787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/901954560500191787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/cant-ask-for-more.html' title='Can&apos;t ask for more'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SNEsmxB7IoI/AAAAAAAAATA/tVjc0AQVquI/s72-c/IMG_2981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7243116253825474701</id><published>2008-09-17T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:40:46.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat</title><content type='html'>I can't wait for school tomorrow and all of us will be present for the retreat, excluding the spoilers (haha) but still, I'm happy because I haven't seen everyone for such a long time. Retreat tomorrow is definitely going to memorable, just can't wait for it. No doubt, most of us may end up crying as after all it is our last year in IJ and having worn the uniform for a good whole eleven years, I'll definitely leave IJ with the upmost reluctance and with a heavy heart :( Hardcore reflecting tomorrow, yes I totally need it. Especially for O's. Dear God, please inspire me to keep working hard towards the end of O's, and although it is very much up to one's mentality but still, I really am looking for the drive which unfortunately is lacking behind (yes how long do I ever take just to get myself back on track) Once again, major catching up to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload pictures soon, right after gina comes online. That pui pok takes a million years to come online, damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7243116253825474701?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7243116253825474701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7243116253825474701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7243116253825474701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7243116253825474701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-wait-for-school-tomorrow-and-all.html' title='Retreat'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4563223748104403781</id><published>2008-09-16T02:48:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:55:51.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill the devil</title><content type='html'>Careless mistakes are such a sin, this I conclude after sitting for today's papers. For my case, physics was relatively fine and the MCQ was easy unlike bio, call me dumb coz I thought some of the questions were rather challenging. I may have flunked it badly but whatever, it is over and I should stop thinking about it. There is nothing I can do to savage the situation as well. Depending on general knowledge at times do suck because whenever you come across a question which you are having uncertainies over, it is hard to judge from your point of view. After all 2 out of the 4 answers seemed correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the papers, I went to party with BFF and we pampered ourselves to sakae and yami yoghurt before heading upstaires to find some activities to keep ourselves occupied. And as usual, we went back to the art craft stores to do some colouring :/ (yes how old already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the day: Y'all should have seen how gina coloured her elephant. She coloured the head blood red in colour, body in yellow, legs in pink and so on. Yes it was a fucking joke and until now, I'm still not over it and, I often laugh at the fact that it is terribly U.G.L.Y ! Sorry BFF but I'm just telling the truth. Come on, who colours their head STRIKING RED ? haha, now I know ! Because only gina does (: but I still love you la, silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for tomorrow: Gina will be coming over to my house but I'm not sure why exactly are we spending our tuesday at my boring house but whatever, hopefully I'll get up on time and this time round, I better not be late or else die la die, another grave mistake committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I think that guys stink (lex should know why) but seriously, they are all bastards, dont you think so ? Looking at the way they treat girls, omg I'm utterly shocked. What the hell, how can they only be there for you when they like you but after they find their 'perfect one', they leave you all behind. Yes it may be your fault for not treasuring them but it is also their fault for leaving without telling you that they have moved on and by doing so, they simply ignore your constant messages sent and calls received. Fuck you boys, haha. Watching people suffer from the side is definitely affecting me, damn it. Burn those sexually aroused boys around in the world, including those who are equally heartless. All should die and slowly make their way to the 18th level of hell, not the gateway of heaven (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4563223748104403781?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4563223748104403781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4563223748104403781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4563223748104403781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4563223748104403781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/kill-devil.html' title='Kill the devil'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7940557872760025775</id><published>2008-09-14T01:13:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:35:45.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies first</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Past events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thurs, I wasted my time at City Hall in search for a new dress that will be suitable for my cousin's upcoming wedding and furthermore, having to suffer with the continuous bleeding below, oh god I seriously could not have asked for a better day (which isn't cramps though, just menses) The only plus point was to dine at din tai feng, the xiao long baos were the bomb and I'd like 6-7 of them (yes what a pig) For the past few days, fried rice has been a drug to me, strange isn't it ? Because since young, I've never like eating fried rice and whenever I see the sight of it, I will think of puking. Oh my, perhaps I've finally grown up and er, no longer as picky as before ? (haha joke la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, I went to meet my mom in town. Yes it is my first time stepping into town since march ? Finally gotten a proper dress and I'm really excited and am looking forward to the wedding :) Right after entering Coach, I came across this bag with my kind of colours on it and it was seriously a love at first sight. Guess what, my mom just bought it without having to think twice over the price and I was so fucking happy about it. Thanks mom, I totally love the present :D Labels rulez !!! I need a new wallet and Gucci is unfortunately tempting me to get it. Haha, BFF should totally follow me back to Taka and Paragon to do more shopping and I need to get a swatch watch from Taka soon so that I can start learning to be early for all my appointments (: laugh now if you need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, I stayed home to catch 'the clash of the reds' soccer match and damn it, manutd was a MAJOR disappointment. Yeah I was pretty upset over the result but whatever la, it is only a game manz ! As what Brandon says, histories and records are supposed to be broken and there's always another time where it will be created again. YES GO MANUTD, THRASH LIVERPOOL (haha, don't kill me jade) Finally managed to tidy up my room and it looks a bit neater to me but definitely still as messy as before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7940557872760025775?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7940557872760025775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7940557872760025775' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7940557872760025775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7940557872760025775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/ladies-first.html' title='Ladies first'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8181843180371295236</id><published>2008-09-11T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T01:10:05.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tax free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SMjgPL7lD2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/FNwCO3EzAV8/s1600-h/disney-channel-camp-rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244688317578284898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SMjgPL7lD2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/FNwCO3EzAV8/s200/disney-channel-camp-rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camp Rock. Camp Rock. Camp Rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;333333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Accounts paper was manageable, hopefully everything goes well. And for the first time, I'm determined to pass my fucking physics. Watch me :D I'm leaving house soon to meet my mom for shopping and I really need to get a dress for my cousin's wedding. Yes, a pretty dress damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8181843180371295236?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8181843180371295236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8181843180371295236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8181843180371295236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8181843180371295236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/tax-free.html' title='Tax free'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SMjgPL7lD2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/FNwCO3EzAV8/s72-c/disney-channel-camp-rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4195732367466136281</id><published>2008-09-10T23:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:09:11.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets be friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SMfttPNqsvI/AAAAAAAAASo/GkegaAGtoeY/s1600-h/nano-black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244421652529984242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SMfttPNqsvI/AAAAAAAAASo/GkegaAGtoeY/s200/nano-black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I, finally want an Ipod and the burning desire just kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Totally love the newly designed Nano but I'm still deciding on an Ipod Touch or Nano ? Damn it, what a tough choice to call. If any one is wondering, why the sudden desire (haha) Blame it on Ryan !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts tmr, killer paper. Depreciation/Disposal is a fucking slut and it should burn itself to sleep which, in other words refer to the state of ash. Single entries ain't any better (er fuck) There goes the downfall of an A A A A A A A A A. I'm feeling the pressure from here, I'm annoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4195732367466136281?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4195732367466136281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4195732367466136281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4195732367466136281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4195732367466136281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-be-friends.html' title='Lets be friends'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SMfttPNqsvI/AAAAAAAAASo/GkegaAGtoeY/s72-c/nano-black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2048043761176115279</id><published>2008-09-07T01:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:46:55.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A &lt;s&gt;grave&lt;/s&gt; mistake which I've committed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess so ? In her books, I probably did :( I, hereby ask for forgiveness !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2048043761176115279?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2048043761176115279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2048043761176115279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2048043761176115279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2048043761176115279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-492704395518989323</id><published>2008-09-05T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:40:19.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extinction</title><content type='html'>(Photos to be uploaded soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine, just a few months ago, Gina &amp;amp; I were on bad terms with Feline (in a way) because whenever we see her around in school, we would either roll our eyes or stare at her. Damn it, why are we so mean ? So we met up for tuition before heading over to lor 5 for supper, treating ourselves to a mini feast. Everyone around us were staring in disbelief at the no. of dishes, we ordered. As usual we embarrassed ourselves, spitting ice at each other, doing silly actions and so on. What to do, August babies are born loveable. Took a couple of pictures around my estate before Gina left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you la BFF/BFFL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Lala isn't extinct. Stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-492704395518989323?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/492704395518989323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=492704395518989323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/492704395518989323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/492704395518989323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/extinction.html' title='Extinction'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-572334591319782460</id><published>2008-09-03T23:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:15:40.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blazing hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gossip Girls is sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't emphasize how much I love watching the over-rated drama within it's circle of friends and I can't imagine the craze is back when O'levels is apparently less than 2 months away. Damn it, I should have resisted season 2's temptations but it was real hard (pftt temptation just kills)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Fact: I'm in love with Blair, and as usual Chuck Bass was mesmerizing to the eyes. Somehow Blair looks different from season one or am I the only one who think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by the way, it is on repeat. call me crazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: ''Hot lifeguards are like Kleenex, use once and throw away. You could not ask for a better rebound"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl: Well well well lonely boy, may be dating and dumping Serena wasn't such a bad idea. Looks like it is time to give you a new nickname, how about ... play boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i totally love the way gossip girl speaks. kool siol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: You are lying&lt;br /&gt;Blair: I am not&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: Your eyes are doing that thing where they don't match your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Blair: I wasn't aware that robots got jealous. Did they update your software while I was away ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-572334591319782460?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/572334591319782460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=572334591319782460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/572334591319782460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/572334591319782460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/blazing-hot.html' title='Blazing hot'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2362726198074462174</id><published>2008-09-03T02:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:21:19.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Seventeenth Birthday Pictures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241490402441541346" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="141" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2DwBsltuI/AAAAAAAAARo/Y-HVR96rhn0/s200/DSC01656.JPG" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241490417267424002" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="145" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2Dw47WuwI/AAAAAAAAAR4/JY208jZeiys/s200/DSC01676.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241490414377919650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2DwuKcZKI/AAAAAAAAARw/DTLAbw5Fbw0/s200/DSC01666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241490424677568306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2DxUiEjzI/AAAAAAAAASI/Yr9NrTiThuc/s200/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241490421657164802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2DxJR83AI/AAAAAAAAASA/oHNguaxfOpo/s200/DSC01683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241492011900604482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2FNtZiEEI/AAAAAAAAASg/IHiKhxcb0UE/s200/DSC01703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241492007422262930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2FNctz_pI/AAAAAAAAASY/a62P_kd9DoA/s200/DSC01700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241492000843903186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2FNENaMNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WTehYhmlQ58/s200/DSC01697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the remaining pictures taken on friday and which I didn't upload on friendster. By the way, I created a post birthday album so y'all can 'steal' the pics from there if you happen to be asking for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2362726198074462174?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2362726198074462174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2362726198074462174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2362726198074462174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2362726198074462174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures-of-you.html' title='Pictures of you'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2DwBsltuI/AAAAAAAAARo/Y-HVR96rhn0/s72-c/DSC01656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8116011269912179681</id><published>2008-09-03T01:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:14:18.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF/BFFL</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Pictures taken, using my camera&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241486897517098018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2AkA1e9CI/AAAAAAAAARg/Gglw8hHanyA/s320/IMG_2936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241486158045852882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL1_4-FzNNI/AAAAAAAAARA/Hip8JwmwoZw/s200/IMG_2938.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241486159291724610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL1_5Cu1s0I/AAAAAAAAARI/t49jHFWS_0U/s200/IMG_2939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241486169391258626" style="CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL1_5oWwXAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vmC34uhgG2M/s200/IMG_2946.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241486172812573570" style="CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL1_51Gde4I/AAAAAAAAARY/WsnivvOskdY/s200/IMG_2949.JPG" width="190" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introducing Gina with her bangs baby, you totally killed me with it cheebye kia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8116011269912179681?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8116011269912179681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8116011269912179681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8116011269912179681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8116011269912179681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/bffbffl.html' title='BFF/BFFL'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SL2AkA1e9CI/AAAAAAAAARg/Gglw8hHanyA/s72-c/IMG_2936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2820419697556931887</id><published>2008-09-02T23:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:12:33.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gossip girls season 2 is finally &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;Pizza hut for lunch, chill out session at starbucks before heading over to delifrance for accounts tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina's behaviour was exceptionally &lt;strong&gt;wild&lt;/strong&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;1. She went around scaring innocent strangers away with her monkey actions.&lt;br /&gt;2. Many gave her an 'insane bitch' stare, hell yeah they did but she still continued.&lt;br /&gt;3. I was indeed embarrassed but there was nothing I could do.&lt;br /&gt;4. While we were on our way back to TP, she couldn't stop abusing me.&lt;br /&gt;5. So this pretty much attracted the public's unnecessary attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, Gina was somewhat high on ice and apparently even I'd a hard time controlling her (wow, i've met my match) &lt;em&gt;kool siol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I love you slut but on one &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;condition, you got to stop acting like as if we are together, especially when we are out of school (haha) because ... I still want to lead an ordinary life out there. Lastly I was late for kalpana's tuition (stares at Gina) so we'd to run like the wind over to delifrance. Damn it, I pespired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this practically sums up the first and the last tuesday of my sept hols, wowza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2820419697556931887?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2820419697556931887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2820419697556931887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2820419697556931887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2820419697556931887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/09/into-wild.html' title='Into the wild'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2568584734072355939</id><published>2008-08-31T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:17:43.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low IQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fired&lt;/span&gt;, for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, whoever continues persisting that gina has a hickey is indeed suffering from a major brain damage cause to me, if someone denies over something that he/she didn't do after a period of time, it is either that particular person doesn't want to reveal the truth or it is simply UNTRUE. and so as if the person doesn't want to tell you, you are just not of authority to be aware of it so accept the fact then. but in this case, GINA DOESN'T HAVE A HICKEY so stop insisting that she has or endlessly questioning her for an answer because both of us thinks that it is plain annoying and childish of an individual to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, sorry i'm in a fucked up mood now so please do take a step back and try not to further irritate me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2568584734072355939?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2568584734072355939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2568584734072355939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2568584734072355939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2568584734072355939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/low-iq.html' title='Low IQ'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8983746432840267264</id><published>2008-08-30T22:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:18:30.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding it so well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Giving me no what sign, no interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't imagine where I'll be without you with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you every day more than words can say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you in the life, and for all the life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This night will never end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You take my hand, and I fall in love again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8983746432840267264?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8983746432840267264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8983746432840267264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8983746432840267264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8983746432840267264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/hiding-it-so-well.html' title='Hiding it so well'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-1014823530537880205</id><published>2008-08-30T02:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:54:03.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This, I'll always remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hell lots of fun today and thanks for everything gina nina lex val gwen yan and rachael. The cupcakes were lovely but the smashing of cream on each other's faces was absolutely UN-FUN. It was gina's belated birthday outing as well and it was really 'cool' celebrating it all together as a clique although bel thia and cara were missing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated it at the flyer with such a lovely atmosphere and had dinner at popeyes before heading over to marina square. The company was fanstastic, definitely the best ever :D kay so we sat near the steps and played a game of truth or dare. OMG shocker news but I'm gald everyone was honest and carried out our 'dares' effectively without a 'huh, i dont want' attitude. Apparently after competing with lex gina and gwen over cans of beer (those huge cans) wha i felt warm, very warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we stayed at the open field till midnight before heading home and oh yes, we missed out on baybeats cause it was so fucking crowded. Pictures will be up soon, right after gina and gwen sends them over to me and the picture showing gwen and lex's tongue to tongue dare is definitely going to be uploaded (HAHAHA, i'm such an ass) goodnight world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end off, Happy birthday ryan !!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-1014823530537880205?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/1014823530537880205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=1014823530537880205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1014823530537880205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1014823530537880205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/fiction.html' title='Fiction'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-3407677978227988836</id><published>2008-08-29T17:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:06:05.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaweed seventeen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm finally 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a dozen to all who wished me on msn, friendster, text messages and phone calls. Thanks for remembering, I love you all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I continued with a pessimistic outlook on everything, feeling all gloomy and dejected and yes, the world seemed to have fallen in my eyes (how strange but dope it) I'm going mad for no apparent reason and I finally figured out that there's something missing in my life resulting to such a negative response. Life has been prefectly fine but ... (aye i dont know la) today is indeed my birthday, and many around me are feeling all hyped up over it while I'm certainly not but whatever it is, happy birthday to myself and god, I do have many wishes that I hope you may grant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baybeats later along with three quarters of the clique and sigh, I'll be leaving my mom all alone at home. I feel guilty, extremely guilty. I hate myself and at times if only I could split myself into two, I definitely would (binary fission would be ideal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom's sms: you always blame me for not being around to celebrate your birthday and now you are going out with your friends. anyway have fun and don't do a wild act kay ... and so on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading mom's sms ... (the feeling is undeniably guilty) and its 100% true cause I made her rush home all the way from ching chong china just to celebrate my seaweed seventeenth birthday with me and my family (haha, i kinda suck uh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special note to sinyee,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything my life long buddy. especially for coming down at midnight along with a cake and my birthday present. i love you la, you never fail to make my birthday a special one and although you may have to go through endless planning and troubles taken every year, the surprises just gets brilliantly better. thanks a hell lot LLB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg its so late already, i better get dress before i get nagged for being the last again. goodbye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-3407677978227988836?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/3407677978227988836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=3407677978227988836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3407677978227988836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3407677978227988836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-cheryn.html' title='Seaweed seventeen'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-6055483662519161497</id><published>2008-08-28T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:43:53.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzy quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you la, silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name something that made you frown today: uhm how miserable life is nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing at 0700 this morning: i was taking a shower.&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing an hour ago: i went to have my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;4. What was the last thing you said aloud: i am hungry and i still am.&lt;br /&gt;5. How many different things did you drink today: not many. just plain water and bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;6. What was the last thing you bought: er food ?&lt;br /&gt;7. What color is your room: sadly, its yellow and i seriously need a change. dull colours please.&lt;br /&gt;8. What is the weather going to be like tomorrow: it is going to rain in the morning and the sun will be out by late afternoon. eh its my birthday so the least god could so is to bless the intolerable weather conditions and make it suitable for baybeats, basket.&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favourite colour: dull colours, black white ?&lt;br /&gt;10. Vanilla or chocolate: vanilla. i totally hate chocolate(s), damn it.&lt;br /&gt;11. What are you excited about: haha nothing excites me nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you random: YES, very random.&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you laugh a lot: seldom but i laugh quite a lot in school.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you have plans tomorrow: yeah and hopefully everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you ticklish: quite la, but i prefer tickling nina, naughty ah.&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you typically a jealous person: depending on the matter.&lt;br /&gt;17. Who's the 1st person on your missed calls list: regina ng xiao xiao !!&lt;br /&gt;18. What's the 5th text in your inbox and from who: nina, and that msg kinda freaked me out a lil.&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you chew on straws: used to but now, seldom la (social graces sia, haha bullshit)&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the next concert/gig you're going to: baybeats la.&lt;br /&gt;21. What's the biggest disappointment to you lately: nobody cares about me, haha.&lt;br /&gt;22. What were you doing at midnight last night: i was on the phone, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you a heavy sleeper: er i think so.&lt;br /&gt;24. When was the last time you said I love you to a friend: 26 aug, my bestfriend's birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;25. What are you listening to: nicky lachey's fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you currently have feelings for someone: er haha, may be ?&lt;br /&gt;27. Where do you keep your money: in my room, somewhere along ... eh wanna rob me right.&lt;br /&gt;28. Where would you be preferred to kiss: hahaha ...&lt;br /&gt;29. What instant messaging system do you use: msn live messenger.&lt;br /&gt;30. Is there anyone that doesn't like you because of something you didn't even do: guess so, it is difficult to sustain one's self away from enemies.&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you miss someone: yes, quite la :D&lt;br /&gt;32. Who was the last person you took a picture with: uhm, gina baby :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-6055483662519161497?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/6055483662519161497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=6055483662519161497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/6055483662519161497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/6055483662519161497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/quizzes.html' title='Quizzy quizzes'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-333261777862272080</id><published>2008-08-28T14:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:38:58.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Since no one is attending school tmr, its stay home friday for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm don't know why but I am just not looking forward to tmr. And, I seriously need to stop feeling so negative about everything. STOP IT BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio was manageable until transpiration and sexual reproduction came into the picture, and i left the entire sexual reproduction question out cause who knows what a man has (oh yes, thats the reason why god created biology) kay, i know its bloody sarcastic but whatever. bio tech wasn't any better and omg ecology, such goners but whatever i still have to thank my general knowledge sincerely for everything i've written down today cause if it weren't for it, i may have left the entire paper blank. love you GK, totally !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-333261777862272080?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/333261777862272080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=333261777862272080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/333261777862272080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/333261777862272080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2300633319874904565</id><published>2008-08-28T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:17:28.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F9&lt;/span&gt; for all subjects, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate I'm fooling around with my prelims, no way am I ever going to get close to scoring at least 15 points and below for L1R4. I'm screwed, fucking screwed indeed. God should really pause all activities taking place in the world and give me an extra year and this time I swear upon my useless life that I'll change. Definitely for the better but its all too late and guess what, its time to play catch up, major catch up !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kaixuan is damn cute, that silly girl wished me happy birthday today when it isn't even my birthday cause she claimed that she was too excited for it so when the clock struck 12, she quickly text me but ended up embarrassing herself. CUTE SIA :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2300633319874904565?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2300633319874904565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2300633319874904565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2300633319874904565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2300633319874904565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/end.html' title='The end'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4007350221021188075</id><published>2008-08-26T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:21:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Originals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SLNJTrdidyI/AAAAAAAAAPk/VFudCFkoRuw/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238611393994979106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SLNJTrdidyI/AAAAAAAAAPk/VFudCFkoRuw/s200/PEEKCHA00214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SLNJT65yQeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/dvfvSvAEnG4/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238611398139986402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SLNJT65yQeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/dvfvSvAEnG4/s200/PEEKCHA00219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've decided, F9 for SS prelims ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't study, didn't bother and SS is finally boring the shit outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three more days to ... and it doesn't even feel like it's arriving.&lt;br /&gt;what's best, yanling and lex aren't planning to attend school, g.r.e.a.t !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit/&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mom &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt; without her, life feels really empty at home !&lt;br /&gt;the good news is, she's coming back tonight, all the way from ching chong china and sadly i don't even have the time to surprise her at the airport along with sis and her bf, damn you prelims, seriously. just go away !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4007350221021188075?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4007350221021188075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4007350221021188075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4007350221021188075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4007350221021188075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/killer-prelims.html' title='Originals'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SLNJTrdidyI/AAAAAAAAAPk/VFudCFkoRuw/s72-c/PEEKCHA00214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-3519068377261789111</id><published>2008-08-24T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:19:24.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay, won't you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What a hectic life &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killer prelims, unprepared !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-3519068377261789111?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/3519068377261789111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=3519068377261789111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3519068377261789111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3519068377261789111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/stay-wont-you.html' title='Stay, won&apos;t you'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2834151544557543186</id><published>2008-08-18T23:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:13:55.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip down</title><content type='html'>I fucking love today and it must have been the company that somehow made the difference. kay, so violence very much started off the day for me - with the sudden attacks coming from behind, marking the arrival of gina. uhm buddy, the constant violent treatment has got to stop, as of now. Although the resurfacing of bruises and the loss of studs has indeed been 'greatly missed' but its only day one so relax panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while we were on our way to KK hospital, gina continued with her '3 month-no-talk' updates and its shocking cause till now I'm still not over the matter (wth, my heart nearly sank) its just strange coming from her, totally scare the hell outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, we managed to conquer the whole of novena within 4 hours, and we bought ugly school shoes from cotton on (by the way, its similar) she just loves being me, I knew it (haha) basically we just caught up with each others' life and the constant declarations, 'i miss you and ...' lines. What top priority and all coming from gina, such lies (kay la I believe you) So we ended off the day walking all the way from united square over to novena church to catch a bus back and on the way, we were disgustingly laughing at each other's 'so-no-funny' jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2834151544557543186?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2834151544557543186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2834151544557543186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2834151544557543186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2834151544557543186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/trip-down.html' title='A trip down'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7266038738428139871</id><published>2008-08-17T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:28:54.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The quarrel</title><content type='html'>I haven't been speaking to my dad for days (upon reaching a dozen) and I guess It must have been over the issue - 'disappointment' which led to the constant back-to-back 'silence in the air' treatment. Shocker news - my dad just mailed a cheque over to me as a pre-birthday present or is it the actual birthday present that happened to arrive early ? (kay whichever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(once again, I'm extremely lazy to continue) bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7266038738428139871?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7266038738428139871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7266038738428139871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7266038738428139871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7266038738428139871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/quarrel.html' title='The quarrel'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-364987283319614851</id><published>2008-08-17T01:09:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:32:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless drama</title><content type='html'>Last night was wild, totally wack the hell outta us but I'd an awesome time over at yan's. Played truth or dare or is it truth and dare ? (kay whichever) so we practically dialed the world's number, half the time we just talked without thinking, saying things that weren't exactly true but come on, its all for the value of entertainment. So the dare was to call gina, and I had to isn't it ? Its a dare for a reason and the chance just had to arrive &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; perfectly well timed. Obviously, I'm elated over the fact that everything is fine now and I can't possibly deny that life's been perfectly fine without gina, of course it hasn't been. Having to uphold a best friend status has proven to be one helluv tough job but at the end of the numerous cold war periods we've had over the years, nothing just seems to be able to stand in our way (which definitely is of value to be rejoicing over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I'm still not over the fact that, that humchee ass went to pierce her tongue (its gina people humans animals kay whatever) She said after leaving her, she started to brave up (wth right) But at least she said, she misses me ... wait, the best part was someone said 'love you miss you I wanna kiss you' (kay la, relak buddy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Fuck you, hell yeah. Continue creating ugly scenes cause Its fucking over. If it weren't for the O's, I wouldn't have resorted to depending on you. And thats just for the sake of achieving better results. Yes may be I'm just another stella, I'm using you (hear it)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, I broke my mother's flower pot last night. Can't possibly blame me, I wasn't sober enough to walk properly but at least I tried, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-364987283319614851?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/364987283319614851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/364987283319614851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/scene.html' title='Endless drama'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-1172780954568357412</id><published>2008-08-14T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:23:20.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You be the anchor</title><content type='html'>''If you wanted a song written about you, all you had to do was ask''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hiatus (this time, for real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps, should I attend school tmr ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-1172780954568357412?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/1172780954568357412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=1172780954568357412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1172780954568357412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1172780954568357412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-be-anchor.html' title='You be the anchor'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2453729599054567935</id><published>2008-08-10T13:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:44:22.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A spirit that soars</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMxUj1xqK9M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMxUj1xqK9M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP's 2008 Theme Song (this isn't the actual mv, its just the aerial display) Go play it, watch how the Black Knights impress with their aerobatics (when two planes appear to fly right into each other) totally nerve-racking. If they were to collide with each other, they would have died straight on the spot (thats how dangerous these aerial stunts are) watch 1:10-1:50, my favourite section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kay, my affection for this song is growing) can't believe i used to dislike it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 21st Birthday Kalpana &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2453729599054567935?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2453729599054567935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2453729599054567935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232739301419751938" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="149" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5sq59ZmgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/OSMkSKfAp6c/s200/PEEKCHA00574.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5srOkMbZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/T9QxBWmvI5U/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232739306951175570" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="148" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5srOkMbZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/T9QxBWmvI5U/s200/PEEKCHA00576.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uT7Oal9I/AAAAAAAAANE/98Icb9yLNO8/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232741105645819858" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="149" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uT7Oal9I/AAAAAAAAANE/98Icb9yLNO8/s200/PEEKCHA00580.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uUJzSTOI/AAAAAAAAANM/Km3XAUvTXKo/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232741109558562018" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="148" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uUJzSTOI/AAAAAAAAANM/Km3XAUvTXKo/s200/PEEKCHA00581.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uUXMWC6I/AAAAAAAAANU/mNUWYPjIp2g/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232741113153325986" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uUXMWC6I/AAAAAAAAANU/mNUWYPjIp2g/s200/PEEKCHA00587.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uU5a1n1I/AAAAAAAAANk/iZMKTUn0NCQ/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232741122340921170" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="149" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uU5a1n1I/AAAAAAAAANk/iZMKTUn0NCQ/s200/PEEKCHA00598.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uUtf1YfI/AAAAAAAAANc/Zn5rvwm74AY/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232741119140651506" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5uUtf1YfI/AAAAAAAAANc/Zn5rvwm74AY/s200/PEEKCHA00594.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5wamkdvaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/nSUH4mhnUC8/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232743419383496098" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="148" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5wamkdvaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/nSUH4mhnUC8/s200/PEEKCHA00599.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5waob1zmI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ADOof4nxIEM/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232743419884195426" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5waob1zmI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ADOof4nxIEM/s200/PEEKCHA00603.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5wa2QuMpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/oVzWIcr91Xc/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232743423595655826" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="151" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5wa2QuMpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/oVzWIcr91Xc/s200/PEEKCHA00604.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5wbPGU_QI/AAAAAAAAAOU/MN3Js10aXfY/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232743430262947074" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="151" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5wbPGU_QI/AAAAAAAAAOU/MN3Js10aXfY/s200/PEEKCHA00612.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5wbIzt8pI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7xWcHbjyALg/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232743428574278290" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5wbIzt8pI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7xWcHbjyALg/s200/PEEKCHA00613.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5xPL8B42I/AAAAAAAAAOk/7yPKxJlpMBQ/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232744322767643490" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5xPL8B42I/AAAAAAAAAOk/7yPKxJlpMBQ/s200/PEEKCHA00624.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parade was spectacular, crowd pleasers like the Red Lion parachute team, Black Knights aerobatic jets and fireworks show totally bedazzled the crowd. Although It started to drizzle but nothing was going to spoil the celebrations. The biggest thrill for me was when four Black Knights (two on each end) simlutaneously created a giant heart in the sky with their billows of white smoke. Now I long for a pilot-boyfriend-material (find me one) As usual, Nathan Hartono was appealing to the eyes. His memerizing voice totally captured my heart (er now i long for a jazz singer-boyfriend-material as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kay, i lazy to continue again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may bring along the inflatable air gloves to school on tues (fun what)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-47024496571377915?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/47024496571377915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=47024496571377915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/47024496571377915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/47024496571377915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/joyful-spirit.html' title='Joyful spirit'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJ5rNEkcGxI/AAAAAAAAALU/0n-TuMFjARg/s72-c/PEEKCHA00561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-5695385305592485143</id><published>2008-08-05T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:12.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buckeroo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJhVbpPrPDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6bJiwt3Pu0o/s1600-h/9e01AB.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231024900607261746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJhVbpPrPDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6bJiwt3Pu0o/s320/9e01AB.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nina drew this on msn earlier and its annoyingly cute haha (for your info, the resemblance is disbelievingly alike) er is that such a word, kay whatever ! Goodnight world, I should take a shower soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-5695385305592485143?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/5695385305592485143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=5695385305592485143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5695385305592485143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5695385305592485143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/buckeroo.html' title='Buckeroo'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJhVbpPrPDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6bJiwt3Pu0o/s72-c/9e01AB.tmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8567305875927392828</id><published>2008-08-05T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:41:03.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival ride</title><content type='html'>Note to self: I shall not resort to touching the comp as often as I used to. Reason being, Its physically down and my local connection went haywire, that alone has the ability to irritate one self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''I think there's something wrong with me. My brain can't think as efficiently as it used to''&lt;/em&gt; (extracted from yan's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, thats exactly how I feel towards my brain as well, especially during SS classes. I used to be able to answer most of the question within a blink of an eye but now, I take as long as 2-3 mins, trying to figure the question and forcing irrelevant answers out of my brain. I'm bloody useless now, I hate myself and I hate the fact that I belong to the rejects of DPA. After all the effort and time spent on it, thinking hard to impress but ended up failing miserably. Now tell me, why is life so hard to please ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My nerdy side is waiting to be unleashed, hopefully the sooner the better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its been more than two days since I last seen HG around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8567305875927392828?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8567305875927392828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8567305875927392828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8567305875927392828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8567305875927392828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/carnival-ride.html' title='Carnival ride'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-3280808913865045019</id><published>2008-08-03T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:41:17.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baybeats baby</title><content type='html'>Fuck, Baybeats on Aug 29-31 &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody cool, I'm totally looking forward to it. Moreover Its on my birthday manz, cool horrrrrr (don't mind, I quite like typing in a cheena-ah-lian manner nowadays, funny a bit) First Wall-e, now Baybeats. Fucking cool la, my birthday is finally worth spending this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punk, indie-pop, emo, post-rock, nabei. Making me damn excited. Pure coincidence, I was just talking to Lex about it last night and the two of us sure are excited for it. Bloody humchee clique, y'all better come especially CYL (don't last min cancel la) Its my birthday, bitches. Nina sure come, confirm come (i know she will, its me baby)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-3280808913865045019?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/3280808913865045019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=3280808913865045019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3280808913865045019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3280808913865045019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/baybeats-baby.html' title='Baybeats baby'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-1215334596335137354</id><published>2008-08-01T23:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:46:55.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS YOU &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SANDRA&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I MISS YOU LIKE CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHY ITS SUCH A SUDDEN THING BUT I JUST KNOW THAT I MISS YOU SO MUCH WHICH REALLY FRIGHTENS ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-1215334596335137354?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/1215334596335137354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=1215334596335137354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1215334596335137354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1215334596335137354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/08/small-small-small.html' title='Small'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8134565178517984192</id><published>2008-07-31T19:32:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:12.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning McNina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJGURLooU1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/KBhu9YK44lE/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229123665255748434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJGURLooU1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/KBhu9YK44lE/s320/PEEKCHA00529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buckaroo, love you love you love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Afternoon study = Waste of time, Time wastage = Afternoon study) So I ended up giving afternoon study a miss and accompanied nina to pierce her brow instead. S&lt;em&gt;lut&lt;/em&gt; ... you do look really good with it (not lying) Went for lunch at The Flyer, then Build-A-Bear, followed by ... (wait, I forgot) kay, forget it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Harold &amp;amp; Kumar is fucking RA. Kids like Rachael should stay far away from such obseen and underaged scenes. The girls as well as the opposite sex were seen walking around bottomless and topless and there's a reason why the movie is R21, mister. I bet, the movie must have been 110 per cent worthwhile for the majority on a whole. Damn you, you horny bastards, go set yourselves on fire la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'M BLOODY SICK OF SCHOOL, I HATE SCHOOL, I DISLIKE SCHOOL AND I SIMPLY DREAD SCHOOL. FUCK YOU O'S, THE HATRED IS UNDENIABLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lessons, teachers, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;friends,&lt;/span&gt; school food, dearest classroom and uniform, I'm bloody sick of you. I just realised, all these are just a daily routine for me and Its time I get sick of every one of them. Now god, please let me graduate. I need some excitement, I longed for a life in Poly as soon as possible. Touch Rugby baby !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;''you know when nothing's up and everything seems pretty fine no drama no chaos and everything just seems completely normal ? Yeah, thats when i panic''&lt;/em&gt; (extracted from bel's blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for now, I'm bloody sick and I can't wait to die (''Live to die'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8134565178517984192?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8134565178517984192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8134565178517984192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8134565178517984192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8134565178517984192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/lightning-mcnina.html' title='Lightning McNina'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SJGURLooU1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/KBhu9YK44lE/s72-c/PEEKCHA00529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4686760243451940218</id><published>2008-07-28T21:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:45:42.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You been punk'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i'd fun prank calling with yangs earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;first victim thia, second victim lex, third victim rachael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;first scenario&lt;/u&gt; - using yan's phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cheryn: hi thiaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;thia: why are you using yan's phone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cheryn: cause she left it over at my place (in actual fact, we were having a conference)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cheryn: thiaaa, i'm so upset. i didn't get into the course i wanted. TP placed me in chinese studies instead and my parents are forcing me to accept the offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;thia: hahaha, don't lie ... (using yan's phone was pretty obvious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;----fastforward----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;bloody yanling decided to enter the convo so ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;yangs: dinggg donggg. eee cheryn why are you using my phone and who are you talking to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cheryn/thia/yangs: (lazy to continue, after awhile) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;second scenario&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;yangs: lex, cheryn's mom had to bring her to the docs earlier cause her arm was hurting terribly after afternoon study (remember before afternoon study, you fell on her arm and landed on it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;lex: huhhh serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;yangs: and the doctor told her that she may have fractured her arm so he advised her to stay for one night for further check up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;lex: HAHAHA, don't lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(after sessions of prank calling, lex no longer 'trust' us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;third scenario&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(lazy to type) yangs just called her dearest rachael telling her that i got into the course she wanted and it isn't fair. so she tried acting like a bitch but failed miserably. apparently, rachael knew that yanling loves me too much, she wouldn't bear to push me down the staires just for DPA's sake. hahaha, yes yanling xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4686760243451940218?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4686760243451940218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4686760243451940218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4686760243451940218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4686760243451940218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/hiatus.html' title='You been punk&apos;d'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2102579386350858256</id><published>2008-07-27T20:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:12.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Batman, you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SIx4aJf4YHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wSo1xq9eVE0/s1600-h/2602264070_6bdc894b16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227685658091872370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SIx4aJf4YHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wSo1xq9eVE0/s200/2602264070_6bdc894b16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wall-E's release date, &lt;em&gt;my birthday&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;strong&gt;D &lt;/strong&gt;(one day before my birthday la nabei) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SIx4aQ4_gmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/uhm3GscIbkg/s1600-h/my+cake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227685660076245602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SIx4aQ4_gmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/uhm3GscIbkg/s200/my+cake+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi, I'm Batman and this is my birthday cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm kinda obsessed with Batman and Wall-E now, bloody insane bitches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2102579386350858256?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2102579386350858256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2102579386350858256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2102579386350858256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2102579386350858256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi-im-batman-and-this-is-my-birthday.html' title='I&apos;m Batman, you are'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SIx4aJf4YHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wSo1xq9eVE0/s72-c/2602264070_6bdc894b16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7398043857992240250</id><published>2008-07-27T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:35:02.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something special</title><content type='html'>Changi Airport is special to Singaporeans because ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Changi Airport is probably the only airport in the world which students flock to during exams in search of a cool and pleasant place to study, and I think it’s one of the few airports where wedding couples come and take pictures," said Mr Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the Airport holds a special place in the hearts of many Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the Airport shall be my second home. I can't wait for next week's Airport date (over night over night over night kay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7398043857992240250?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7398043857992240250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7398043857992240250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7398043857992240250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7398043857992240250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/something-special.html' title='Something special'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7015703050957644391</id><published>2008-07-26T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:52:56.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody valentine</title><content type='html'>To me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd tuition in the morning, followed by shopping at beach road then came a trip down to gardens for frolick. Oh yes, my wardrobe is finally arriving and next up, I'm on a hunt for a new table. Park mall, I guess (since my mom is pretty much against ikea stuffs, insane bitch) Being out for half a day which is equivalent to 12 hours is enough to drain my physical self, nabei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a best friend around is definitely different, especially days like your birthday. Sighhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7015703050957644391?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7015703050957644391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7015703050957644391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7015703050957644391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7015703050957644391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/bloody-valentine.html' title='Bloody valentine'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-1488590954804237259</id><published>2008-07-26T00:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:21:12.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill my heart with song</title><content type='html'>Assembly on Wednesday was the ultimate, I like school, I love school and most importantly, I love my friends a hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Structured afternoon study = crap. The teachers are out to destroy our lives with the countless past preliminary test papers that are given out daily, and Its bloody annoying if they didn't realise. Such form of time wastage classes barely benefits us, instead It defeats the purpose of the term 'revision'. So what If there's test test test and more test every single day, this doesn't very much help in speeding up the process of revision nor is it able to clear our uncertainty in weaker areas. Afternoon study ? I've concluded, Its better to give it a miss. (At times I may have attended afternoon study for the wrong reason, I hate to admit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left out the entire essay section for Biology on Tues, couldn't be the least bothered to complete the paper. Depended on GK mostly but It didn't quite help either. Skipped Geography on Fri cause apparently, that bitch had only informed us regarding the ''surprise'' test like ... a period before school was nearing an end. How the hell does she expect us to do map reading without the required stationery ? Pulling strands of hair out to measure distances ? Can't possibly be that heartless isn't it. But Its ms XXX, she possesses an eccentric hidden self or should I say, Its extremely obvious just that she is oblivious to the fact that she is plain irritating and annoyingly disgusting. Whatever, I'm ready for a lecture on Tues. As said by many, she is treating it as truancy for all those who skipped which unfortunately bows down to a relatively huge amount. I hate tests, damn you O's, I hate you. You major life ruiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're beautiful, girl. All day long I wish and wish, hoping to be with you but It never did happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-1488590954804237259?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/1488590954804237259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=1488590954804237259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1488590954804237259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/1488590954804237259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/fill-my-heart-with-song.html' title='Fill my heart with song'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-9009367316009592783</id><published>2008-07-25T23:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:57:41.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Yanling and Nina didn't attend school today, I miss them i miss them and i really did miss them. Wait, Its only a little, &lt;em&gt;so don't so happy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:D &lt;/strong&gt;(In nina's mind, she must be thinking ... B to the I to the T-C-H-H-H)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Major catching up with Lex and as usual we played pranks on innocent people. We had seven free periods, It was a waste of time coming to school. Ms Krishna went through prelimnary papers, and I happen not to seek any form of help from her which made Maths inevitably boring. Stared at the clock and I thought to myself. 'Time seems to be ticking by in a flash'' that made me reflect dream and I continued to dream. Anyway I lazy to continue so goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Bel Yan Nina Val Gwen Farah, come to school on mon kay. It seem as though, I haven't seen all of you in school as one, having our usual fun together. I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-9009367316009592783?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/9009367316009592783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=9009367316009592783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9009367316009592783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9009367316009592783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-510435264514531678</id><published>2008-07-19T21:44:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:12.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney witches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;farah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bel&lt;/span&gt; and the other disney dreamers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SIHxGkPJlXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dwsmzl3tIao/s1600-h/m61413172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224722137835214194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SIHxGkPJlXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dwsmzl3tIao/s320/m61413172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friends are currently living in self denial and unfortunately it'd to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;That reminds me, I'm going to compete drawing with lex and yan soon. The theme shall be design your own disney ''princess''. I'm going to win, wait and see you idiots !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-510435264514531678?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/510435264514531678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=510435264514531678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/510435264514531678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/510435264514531678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/disney-witches.html' title='Disney witches'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SIHxGkPJlXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dwsmzl3tIao/s72-c/m61413172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-2204570703421910136</id><published>2008-07-18T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:56:18.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta work</title><content type='html'>My interest for maths is resurfacing &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; such signs, makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS XXX, I DON'T ONLY DISLIKE YOUR LESSONS BUT I'M STARTING TO DETEST YOUR PRESENCE IN SCHOOL and I'm not the only one finding fault with you cause you do know that you very much pick on anyone and everyone whom you personally teach, like as if, if you didn't have, it would have killed. On a whole, should I say your presence annoys us terribly and bloody hell stop asking me to pin up my fringe cause It fucking annoying, you whore. You can't teach, you're so ugly and I'm finding fault with you, yes you. Your disgusting face haunts me at night, your teaching methods are hell boring. No wonder you're not married or else, I really do pity your husband and kids cause you dress so MAN-ly, eew you. Go away, you witch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-2204570703421910136?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/2204570703421910136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=2204570703421910136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2204570703421910136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/2204570703421910136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/gotta-work.html' title='Gotta work'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7570102484814137370</id><published>2008-07-18T19:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:14:29.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet &amp; low</title><content type='html'>Long school hours, unproductive afternoon study, endless weekly test papers, goshh please tell me when is this torment ever going to end cause days like these haven't been perfectly ideal. Instead, hell exhausting, both mentally and physically. And, Its strange how I go by each day learning to accept them. Ironic ironic ironic, indeed. Although school ain't a chore, only lessons are but It isn't as bad as a whore. Ignore me, yes please do. BRAIN DRAIN, MS KOHHHHH. NE isn't helping me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''something always bring me back to you, never takes too long''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've this magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7570102484814137370?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7570102484814137370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7570102484814137370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7570102484814137370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7570102484814137370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweet-low.html' title='Sweet &amp; low'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-9133081059634901302</id><published>2008-07-16T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:54:38.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before It's too late</title><content type='html'>The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-9133081059634901302?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/9133081059634901302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=9133081059634901302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9133081059634901302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/9133081059634901302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/before-its-too-late.html' title='Before It&apos;s too late'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-98200727397944821</id><published>2008-07-13T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:29:01.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You do, you don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Love at first sight never thought it could happen to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you made me believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kidnap my heart, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kidnap my heart, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make my dreams come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me away cause falling in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aint very far, not far from the start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kidnap my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dread school. Dread school. Dread school.&lt;br /&gt;Its time I realise the importance of O'levels. As we all know, It isn't just a blank piece of paper, my future actually depends on it and Its effing ridiculous. Now lets all slave over books. The hatred I've towards studying remains untouchable and I never fail to procrastinate, N.E.V.E.R !!! Now you know why I often do badly ? Bascially cause everyone already had the headstart while I'm terribly lagging behind. Someone, anyone, do motivate me cause I've yet to feel the sense of urgency. G.R.E.A.T !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-98200727397944821?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/98200727397944821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=98200727397944821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/98200727397944821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/98200727397944821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-do-you-dont.html' title='You do, you don&apos;t'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8780530621241274909</id><published>2008-07-09T23:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T06:53:34.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't beat this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FUN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;School ain't a chore, lessons are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8780530621241274909?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8780530621241274909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8780530621241274909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8780530621241274909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8780530621241274909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/cant-beat-this.html' title='Can&apos;t beat this'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4736712233266897473</id><published>2008-07-06T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:20:15.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must resist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What an offer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalpana tried to tempt me with something earlier and damn, It was bloody harddd to resist. (&lt;em&gt;Such&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;temptations,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-.-&lt;/strong&gt;) Haha, never mind there's still the week after next, hun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape tmr, rather excited haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smelly, no wories I won't force you to go against your own will tmr and I cant help but wait to see the humchee side of you, spell F-I-N-A-L-L-Y now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4736712233266897473?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4736712233266897473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4736712233266897473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4736712233266897473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4736712233266897473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/must-resist.html' title='Must resist'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-3046350270142937740</id><published>2008-07-06T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:13.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treetop walk</title><content type='html'>Left house in the late afternoon and headed down to MacRitchie for the treetop walk along with mom and co. I did gain a few survivor tips while exploring the huge jungle looking forest and I even attempted to shake a couple of durians down from it's tree but the plan didn't quite work out for us. Secondly, MacRitchie is filthy, and it gives me the itch once I took a step out of the car. The eerie presence made my goosebumps rise quicker than the speed of a bullet train kay. In future, count me out of such nature reserve walks, unless there's company. For example close friends or .... (Yes, You know who)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes the pictures were taken on our way back from a hundred kilometres walk. Feeling all sticky and dirty, I even resorted to searching high and low for an essential hair clip cause apparently, my fringe was bloody rebellious. Signs of bad hair day, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHDEE0cObrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NeCtgqkMpJw/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219887555197955762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHDEE0cObrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NeCtgqkMpJw/s200/PEEKCHA00505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHDEFHZsUYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XdfTGMv5IsY/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219887560287605122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHDEFHZsUYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XdfTGMv5IsY/s200/PEEKCHA00495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHDEFd5G8sI/AAAAAAAAAJE/lYZ-kqGHDfc/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219887566324953794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHDEFd5G8sI/AAAAAAAAAJE/lYZ-kqGHDfc/s200/PEEKCHA00476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-3046350270142937740?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/3046350270142937740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=3046350270142937740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3046350270142937740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/3046350270142937740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/treetop-walk.html' title='Treetop walk'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHDEE0cObrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NeCtgqkMpJw/s72-c/PEEKCHA00505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4783630609394943283</id><published>2008-07-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:15.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liabilities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pictures taken on Thursday, as promised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-9ucV-hI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sxCMeZ1I8BQ/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219881935770614290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-9ucV-hI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sxCMeZ1I8BQ/s200/PEEKCHA00443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at my class, just look at it :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(No teacher, but still revising) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-97YNz5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4X11jJiJVYk/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219881939242962834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-97YNz5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4X11jJiJVYk/s200/PEEKCHA00444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And sickening bitch just left me all alone while she happily read her book&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-90vNQoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Wz4hVJdrCCs/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219881937460347522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-90vNQoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Wz4hVJdrCCs/s200/PEEKCHA00453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out of boredom, I see you looking at me like I'm some kind of freak&lt;br /&gt;(Ok, stop singing. Eh priya vain sehhh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-9wfMwyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jL7tmvWLCQw/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219881936319464226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-9wfMwyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jL7tmvWLCQw/s200/PEEKCHA00454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you to the moon and back, lovely. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC--FdlrqI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OxNvv4F7Oro/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219881941949853346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC--FdlrqI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OxNvv4F7Oro/s200/PEEKCHA00461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hiiii Sinyee, yes you love me !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4783630609394943283?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4783630609394943283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4783630609394943283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4783630609394943283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4783630609394943283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/liabilities.html' title='Liabilities'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SHC-9ucV-hI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sxCMeZ1I8BQ/s72-c/PEEKCHA00443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7657297351093117826</id><published>2008-07-05T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:08:22.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much love</title><content type='html'>Stayed out of house for a good whole 9 hours along with Fionn today. On our way home, Fionn gave up her seat to this old man and oh my god, I was suffering next to him with his constant 'hi, i only talk to myself' issues that left me pondering for quite some time. Was he chanting a prayer or was he using black magic on me, I thought to myself &lt;strong&gt;:/&lt;/strong&gt; For a moment, I felt possessed (ugh what paranoid thinkings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is, I didn't come home empty handed &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; (I know, images of being spoit right)Whatever it is, I'd fun today so yay me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7657297351093117826?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7657297351093117826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7657297351093117826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7657297351093117826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7657297351093117826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-much-love.html' title='So much love'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-6295531982549589058</id><published>2008-07-03T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T01:20:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the power</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You possess the ability to mesmerize, darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up soon, school tmr anyone ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-6295531982549589058?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/6295531982549589058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=6295531982549589058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/6295531982549589058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/6295531982549589058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-power-of.html' title='To the power'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-125185624498889769</id><published>2008-07-02T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:17.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUzBWOaYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/r7mYkWlFzqw/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218428197494745474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUzBWOaYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/r7mYkWlFzqw/s200/PEEKCHA00415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi everyone, meet Val, the queen of revolving doors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUzN8Jn-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/auid77ld5bA/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218428200875040738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUzN8Jn-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/auid77ld5bA/s200/PEEKCHA00439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is her favourite chicken mayonnaise sandwich from 7-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUzSOfH5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/LqwFMjS8lfo/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218428202025688978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUzSOfH5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/LqwFMjS8lfo/s200/PEEKCHA00441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess what, she doesnt bother heating it up and there it goes into her 'opening stock' mouth (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUKAMp7tI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PIg-E8XCbrw/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218427492811534034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUKAMp7tI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PIg-E8XCbrw/s200/PEEKCHA00425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The detention gang - At least Jade is hardworking unlike ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUKv1VXYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9gOvAsdQ_-M/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218427505598619010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUKv1VXYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9gOvAsdQ_-M/s200/PEEKCHA00424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Val, who yawnsss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuULNPIUJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BErL_C9qPkY/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218427513491443858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuULNPIUJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BErL_C9qPkY/s200/PEEKCHA00426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And oh my, this girl who possesses an eccentric hidden self, as you can see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuULUOlxhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iamJ-2VbW48/s1600-h/PEEKCHA00420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218427515368228370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuULUOlxhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iamJ-2VbW48/s200/PEEKCHA00420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuULpzobnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9JKJ9tWHKNs/s1600-h/edit_PEEKCHA00429.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218427521160736370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuULpzobnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9JKJ9tWHKNs/s200/edit_PEEKCHA00429.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OKAY, LAUGH NOW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;School = Chore to the negative ten.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-125185624498889769?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/125185624498889769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=125185624498889769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/125185624498889769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/125185624498889769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/meet-my-friends.html' title='Meet my friends'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGuUzBWOaYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/r7mYkWlFzqw/s72-c/PEEKCHA00415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7503994769156574843</id><published>2008-07-01T00:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:55:02.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatred exists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;BITCH FROM HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye world, I'm back to struggling with accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'One of the authority figures in your life is in a bad mood, so you can expect some tough deadlines and closed doors, today. The issues that are ticking them off are completely out of your control, so don't make the mistake of thinking that you can make them happy. Just do your thing and mind your p's and q's. They are in no mood to hear cold logic or excuses about why things can't happen -- they just want things done. On the bright side, this is a great opportunity to really impress them.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, horoscopes are reliable. Experienced an exact situation earlier, and 'trying' to impress isn't part of my plan cos you're not worth the efforts. I'm sorry darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7503994769156574843?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7503994769156574843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7503994769156574843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7503994769156574843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7503994769156574843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/07/hatred.html' title='Hatred exists'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8944777172645030313</id><published>2008-06-29T12:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:25:39.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic flavours</title><content type='html'>I dreamt of a huge tub of Haagen-Daz/Macademia Nut Ice cream last night and guess what, eh my beloved dad is erm &lt;em&gt;as cool as a cucumber (stares at nina) &lt;/em&gt;because he willingly offered to deliver a tub over during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain vs Germany match later, Its the finals boohoo hooooooo. No more soccer till late August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yanling is retarded cause she can't remember why she called, haha loserr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8944777172645030313?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8944777172645030313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8944777172645030313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8944777172645030313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8944777172645030313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/wants.html' title='Classic flavours'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4099172025731729273</id><published>2008-06-27T05:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:17.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La liga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGQD9SccbhI/AAAAAAAAACw/dbzCJerSpv8/s1600-h/boy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216298619859922450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGQD9SccbhI/AAAAAAAAACw/dbzCJerSpv8/s200/boy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAVID SILVA, MY BOYYYYYY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Can anyone tell Spain how much I adore/love them as a squad'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love them, I love him, I love everyone !! And I've exactly two hours left to sleep before sickening school starts. Will be heading over for a wake along with the clique later, I'm sorry Cara, I really am. I haven't been there for you or for anyone and I'm fucking selfish. Why didn't I bother about Cara, during this period when she needed someone the most ? Why did I have to take the 'conflict' as an excuse to not talk to her ? WHYYYYYYY. I suck as a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think she's really hot, like extremely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4099172025731729273?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4099172025731729273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4099172025731729273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4099172025731729273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4099172025731729273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-liga.html' title='La liga'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SGQD9SccbhI/AAAAAAAAACw/dbzCJerSpv8/s72-c/boy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7711325666366325875</id><published>2008-06-26T20:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:34:15.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Told you so</title><content type='html'>Do you know that ....&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not popular as a student in school at all ?&lt;br /&gt;- I easily let my teachers down ?&lt;br /&gt;- I do nothing but often turn to pissing teachers off real easily ? ( Yes, I did it without knowing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every student's favourite line, this teacher, that teacher is bias and she's always picking on me. But to a point I'm proud to say, there are only a handful of teachers who really dislike me being around while the rest remain fine. Do i really deserve any of their attention, certainly not. Erm, may be only towards a few and this only applies to the teachers whom I personally love quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do ill treat Ms Lim to an extent and I think I may have went overboard. Come to think, she really do treat me pretty well while I mistaken her care and concern and classified it under being a busybody and even resorted to ways to criticize her. On the other hand, I've been disregarding Ms Yip as my geog teacher and at times, I even started a bulletin with the other students on how much Ms Yip suck as a teacher. As far as I'm concerned, I think Its really time I learn to calm myself down. I never thought of how much hurt I could have caused. Spiritually, they stood by my side believing that I've the potential to do well and its only up to myself if I really want this or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Yip thinks that I've matured, both in studies and in character. She said, Cheryn you do know that you can do it, looking at your mid year results i know you can. Its just up to you if you really want this or not and as long as you put in more effort in your work, I'm very sure you'll do very well for O's. Haha, I really wonder if its possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is terrible knowing that your teachers had always been by your side yet you disregarded it, I feel horrible, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation no. one, the teachers treat you so well unlike the other students while you totally ignore it. I must have been blessed with an ecstatic life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7711325666366325875?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7711325666366325875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7711325666366325875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7711325666366325875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7711325666366325875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/told-you-so.html' title='Told you so'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4532529227929926062</id><published>2008-06-25T22:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:22:09.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference</title><content type='html'>Ms Lim says, class lets try something new for PC today. Its frightens me to know that majority of you seldom flip through the Straits Time to read up on daily news coverage. Ehhhh hang on, one clarification before continuing. Of course Ms Lim doesn't speak like that, the singlish accent/broken sentences' genes in her has always been widely recognised. As I was saying, I guess she must have regretted discussing on Singapore's water policies. Simply because her limited knowledge had no choice but to run her down cause hello, I'm a fan of Straits Time k. For example, spelling the minister's name as yacoob or yakult or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm heartless, I know, whatever. Fastforwarddd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lim says, 'how do you think the future will know what to do in future ahhhh. Seriously, I was giving her my -.- stare. She's a Ms-Koh-cannot-make-it version. And I'd to reply or It would have definitely hurt so i said, ehhh its how to sustain Singapore's future resources, you meant Ms Lim. YES YES SUSTAIN, she replied. No comments, thats how terrible our form teacher is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart shattered horribly this afternoon after knowing that Ms Koh couldn't make it for SS lesson. I hereby claim that I'm Ms Koh's no. one fan/student !!! As said, 'Its so hard to gain my love while she's truly abusing it'. Haha but I still love her please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love school but lessons are such a chore especially Krishna's maths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4532529227929926062?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4532529227929926062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4532529227929926062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4532529227929926062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4532529227929926062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/conference.html' title='Conference'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-948571585971521137</id><published>2008-06-25T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:11:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hershey's kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love my friends a hell lottttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd an awesome time with yan and lex yesterday. From the 'zoe tay' recess to the revolving door to the singing of 'yuva's msn nick' song to the free lunch to the cheap thrills and to the annoying witch's tuition. Haha, how can kalpana ever be a witch when she's oh so dearrrr to me :D I officially claim that 24 June 08, Tuesday, is the best day of my life. Best within the year, ok no may be only the month of June ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-948571585971521137?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/948571585971521137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=948571585971521137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/948571585971521137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/948571585971521137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/hersheys-kisses.html' title='Hershey&apos;s kisses'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-120314290170365287</id><published>2008-06-23T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:20:26.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party people</title><content type='html'>With the upcoming indoor sports hall that's soon to come, a mixture of asian cuisines targeted to serve cheapo teenagers like us in the canteen instead of the past horrendous yet overpriced food that our previous canteen vendors used to offer, a current new term and a huge team of training teachers whom are able to experience the warmth in IJ during their period of stay. Seriously, what more does IJ have to offer ? This term will definitely be the utmost pressurizing term ever in my 4 &amp;amp; a half years well spent at IJ. With the constant reminders from subject teachers and principals, also with the upcoming daily revision papers that we'll be receiving. Sighhh, when is this torment ever going to end ? Nonetheless school is drawing a close, definitely sooner than we expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;CHERYN, HURRY START STUDYING CAN ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-120314290170365287?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/120314290170365287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=120314290170365287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/120314290170365287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/120314290170365287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/party-people.html' title='Party people'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-8757547037500289134</id><published>2008-06-22T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:17.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SF0oEkdC4FI/AAAAAAAAABs/1h6NSjNp2Kg/s1600-h/Photo+34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214368002534989906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SF0oEkdC4FI/AAAAAAAAABs/1h6NSjNp2Kg/s200/Photo+34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SF0n42csOCI/AAAAAAAAABk/4-NP0TH-ecY/s1600-h/Photo+53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214367801206913058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SF0n42csOCI/AAAAAAAAABk/4-NP0TH-ecY/s200/Photo+53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imac lab, do you sense that I'm missing you here ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-8757547037500289134?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/8757547037500289134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=8757547037500289134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8757547037500289134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/8757547037500289134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/imac.html' title='Imac'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SF0oEkdC4FI/AAAAAAAAABs/1h6NSjNp2Kg/s72-c/Photo+34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-5574764522968745270</id><published>2008-06-21T02:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:59:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best damn thing</title><content type='html'>Day out at sentosa, rough summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Met yan rach bel and thia&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Attempted&lt;/strong&gt; to play volleyball&lt;br /&gt;3. Had a 'feast' at lor 5&lt;br /&gt;4. Played cluedo at yan's house, my &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time playing&lt;br /&gt;5. Story telling/our usual singing sessions , tv as well&lt;br /&gt;6. Long bus rides&lt;br /&gt;7. Spent quite a sum of money&lt;br /&gt;8. The list continues ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up soon, promise. I'm way too exhausted to upload it right now. Days like this, I couldn't ask for more. Goodnight world :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-5574764522968745270?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/5574764522968745270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=5574764522968745270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5574764522968745270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5574764522968745270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-damn-thing.html' title='Best damn thing'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-5022178791782716759</id><published>2008-06-19T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:18.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold &amp; frosty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFqP6zISEdI/AAAAAAAAABc/O0QDwIld7JA/s1600-h/Student+Lock+In.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213637758954901970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="296" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFqP6zISEdI/AAAAAAAAABc/O0QDwIld7JA/s320/Student%2BLock%2BIn.gif" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Student Lock-In sale @ Marina, whose going ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-5022178791782716759?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/5022178791782716759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=5022178791782716759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5022178791782716759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/5022178791782716759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/cold-frosty.html' title='Cold &amp; frosty'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFqP6zISEdI/AAAAAAAAABc/O0QDwIld7JA/s72-c/Student%2BLock%2BIn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7862904052490885320</id><published>2008-06-19T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:06:37.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence</title><content type='html'>A handful of people did very much predicted that i would forgo maths lesson in school today. Looking at the rate I'm falling asleep only at 6 in the morning has officially turned me 'nocturnal'. As we all know, I'm suffering from a sleeping disorder - 'one who loves to sleep all day' kind of disorder that has eventually turned into a habit. Now i seldom even 'like' sleeping if you give me a chance to and thats how ironic the current situation is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalpana, if you happen to chance upon my blog. Did anyone tell you, you're hell annoying and I feel so 'molested' for becca's phone cause you happily invaded our privacy and thats it, you're fired but hired again. Truthfully speaking, I didnt have the intention to copy at all, I just wanted to &lt;strong&gt;refer&lt;/strong&gt;, thats it. I guess, I'll just leave my papers blank and get you to save me someday next week. Haha, you suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7862904052490885320?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7862904052490885320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7862904052490885320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7862904052490885320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7862904052490885320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4612083221120083917</id><published>2008-06-19T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T03:39:29.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope</title><content type='html'>''Some big news is coming to a member of your social circle today, and there could be some dramatic and emotional reactions. This is something that you have been suspecting for quite a while, so the news flash won't be much of a flash for you -- and you'll have fun seeing how differently people are taking the news. Help everyone else come to terms with the revelation by showing them that it's really not that big of a deal anyway. Your guidance is critical.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whats the big news cause its definitely keeping me in suspense. Nonetheless I'm looking forward to school later, A1 maths classes. Back to soccer !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4612083221120083917?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4612083221120083917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4612083221120083917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4612083221120083917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4612083221120083917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/horoscope.html' title='Horoscope'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7880702558405606292</id><published>2008-06-19T01:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:18.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timetable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFk_PZ0cuMI/AAAAAAAAABE/3t0bMaR_XA4/s1600-h/boy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213267577519519938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="139" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFk_PZ0cuMI/AAAAAAAAABE/3t0bMaR_XA4/s200/boy.bmp" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't gay boy online ? I'm waiting impatiently for him to challenge me to another game of minesweepers. Ohmygod, speaking of the devil he's finally home. Hopefully this game doesn't last till 6 in the morning again or else, i may have to skip maths lesson in school. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schledue for tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Maths lesson in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Out with Yan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Maths tuition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Dinner with mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Silva is so hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7880702558405606292?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7880702558405606292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7880702558405606292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7880702558405606292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7880702558405606292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/timetable.html' title='Timetable'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFk_PZ0cuMI/AAAAAAAAABE/3t0bMaR_XA4/s72-c/boy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4511193955456164064</id><published>2008-06-18T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:25:19.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFkNEz-1alI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ru9wydKKSzY/s1600-h/campfamp+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213212419982453330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFkNEz-1alI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ru9wydKKSzY/s200/campfamp+039.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFkHdMmb3lI/AAAAAAAAAAk/saGKDN9vtds/s1600-h/Picture+531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213206241838095954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFkHdMmb3lI/AAAAAAAAAAk/saGKDN9vtds/s200/Picture+531.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hougang&lt;/span&gt; early this afternoon for tuition classes with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nina&lt;/span&gt;. I guessed we, very much started our day off on a wrong note cause initially, we agreed to meet at 130 but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nina&lt;/span&gt; ended up waking up at 120 while i woke up at 1245 (for once, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; early in something) So we settled for 240 instead but as usual, i hung on tightly to my world record of being the latest in everything and anything so yeah i was exceptionally late. Managed to reach the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;busstop&lt;/span&gt; only at 305. Knowing that we&lt;strong&gt; will&lt;/strong&gt; be late, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be the least bothered so we decided to take things cool since the weather played a role in this. And so, we jolly well took our own sweet time to locate her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hang on, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; too lazy to narrate the other events ... so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;skipppp&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fastforward&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our physics tutor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mis&lt;/span&gt;-pronounced her words too easily. For example, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-ma-tics as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-ma-tics, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;les&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;les&lt;/span&gt; and the list continues. I'd a hard time controlling my laughter and to no surprise, i was having a time of my life laughing continuously like there's no t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;omorrow&lt;/span&gt;. To sum it all up, the teacher just suck. Of course she has to suck cause if she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to worry for her saliva as there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be enough containers to fill it in, thus causing an unnecessary flood. Alright i think i better shut up cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; self amusing myself once again, it must be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;yanling's&lt;/span&gt; fault.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4511193955456164064?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4511193955456164064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4511193955456164064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4511193955456164064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4511193955456164064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/world.html' title='The world'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SFkNEz-1alI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ru9wydKKSzY/s72-c/campfamp+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-7914224618434743812</id><published>2008-06-17T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:32:50.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Its strange how well, things are working around me. Staying away from a month of school, away from the countless conflicts, peer pressure, thick stacks of daily homework, definitely did save one month worth of braincells that ought to turn rusty by now. However, time seems to be ticking by in a flash. Dont you realised whenever you hope for 'things' to stay, it never seemed to stay for long but instead it fades away even faster ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is approaching, and mentally speaking, i'm not at all ready for the upcoming stress and pressure which i'll be assigned. And to &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; surprise, my classmates have been studying diligently while my stack of hol assignments remains 'untouchable', waving to me daily at the other end of my study table yet i'm not responding. Maybe, i did touch it. Yeah i suppose so, accounts is quarterly done, bio is 1/10 completed while the rest, ha ha ha. Go burn them la. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ps ryn, this is your &lt;strong&gt;only &lt;/strong&gt;chance to prove to the world how worthy you actually are and you cant afford to squander it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-7914224618434743812?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/7914224618434743812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=7914224618434743812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7914224618434743812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/7914224618434743812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-ends.html' title='It ends'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031855078331323712.post-4416490108776140035</id><published>2008-06-16T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:54:25.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test test</title><content type='html'>The best thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1031855078331323712-4416490108776140035?l=rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/feeds/4416490108776140035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1031855078331323712&amp;postID=4416490108776140035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4416490108776140035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1031855078331323712/posts/default/4416490108776140035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsinthecrowd.blogspot.com/2008/06/test-test.html' title='Test test'/><author><name>Cheryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12162420161788978483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JlbVfGSV9Gg/SSa6-ZgYOkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/icHpp7eZqOw/S220/DSC02182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
