<?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-3625480973048564906</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:07:37.903-07:00</updated><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5dJLVHB6qI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AECsGLdrnmM/s320/DSC03940.JPG'/><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SztagYvg3AI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wJfLtsC9haA/s1600-h/DSC03720.JPG'/><title type='text'>i'm sticking with you cos i'm made out of glue</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-7825412564814232783</id><published>2010-05-01T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T03:42:54.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>moved to http://wherethequestionslie.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-7825412564814232783?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/7825412564814232783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=7825412564814232783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7825412564814232783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7825412564814232783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/05/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-7355144929659144242</id><published>2010-04-24T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T08:19:23.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Given Up On Baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Today, 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; April 2010, I have decided to give up on baking. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Usually, I found extreme pleasure in baking. Whenever I feel stressed, I would bake something.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, baking has given me numerous disappointments as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Most of the time, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I bake something, the comments aren’t great. Someone close to my heart once commented that I was a perfectionist.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t really agree with that statement. However, I found it quite true whenever I bake something.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whenever I try a new recipe, as ridiculous as it sounds, I will always expect it coming out from the oven looking the same as the magazine photograph.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes, I know that it takes years and many numerous baking lessons to perfect this skill.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But… Gaahhhh. Every single time a baking failure occurs, I have to gobble up the imperfect cookies/muffins/cupcakes. This sugar intake is really not good for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In addition, the amount of money I’ve spent on baking materials has also taken a toll on my savings. For quite some time, I’ve been trying to find a new oven. However, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it will cost thousands to get a good oven.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hence, I’ve decided to give up on it totally.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Goodbye my passion!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hopefully, I will hang on to this promise that I will stop baking!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Cereal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/3625480973048564906-7355144929659144242?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/7355144929659144242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=7355144929659144242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7355144929659144242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7355144929659144242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/given-up-on-baking.html' title='Given Up On Baking'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-4921617728157061078</id><published>2010-04-13T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T04:58:45.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiamen Trip Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once again, we checked out of the hotel and Uncle Eric said that it was going to be one of the coldest day everrrr. We braced ourselves for temperatures ranging from 20 degrees to 12 degrees. Brrrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Checking out of Fuzhou Hotel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RROHOv1JI/AAAAAAAAAns/PDeR_XZYIAA/s320/DSCF5577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We travelled back to Xiamen and had lunch. We made our way to Xin Xing Packaging which is a chinese manufacturing company. Our group was the one who hosted this company, which was pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eating our delicious lunch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RVVmHkaII/AAAAAAAAAoc/3O4KGs_CNYA/s320/P1020085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459582477777791106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;after our meal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RRPLHHI-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/zp40CWXQRhA/s1600/DSCF5582.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RRPLHHI-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/zp40CWXQRhA/s320/DSCF5582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459577969402389474" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were all anticipatingg the night river cruise at the Lujiang River! Because it was going to be bone-chilling cold and we could stay at the top deck feeling the cool breeze! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eating our dinner before going to the cruise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RRPxlDrTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ebiPV6K31Vo/s320/IMG_0982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We took a stroll to the cruise station and boarded the cruise! WOOO!! All the students immediately ran up to the top deck. It was excruciatingly cold? After we took our photos, I had to run down because I really could not stand the wind! Also, because I'm kind of claustrophobic, I don't really like being around a lot of people, so I decided to go down to the sheltered area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RVULgq5cI/AAAAAAAAAoE/A_g_mhZykYY/s320/IMG_1006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459582453455447490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RVUuTavjI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qXeeXrq_mZE/s320/P1020128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459582462795103794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched the puppet show and after a while, all the students came down from the top deck to enjoy the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Limin and I decided to go back up to the top deck to enjoy the breeze since it was all quiet already. We talked a lot about relationships, guys and most importantly, God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She was one of the friends that I brought to church and our friendship has went a long way. Initially, I couldn't see eye to eye with her views and sometimes, I got impatient and irritated with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But gradually, we got closer. It felt really good to encourage her along the way whenever she was down and to motivate her whenever she was thinking negatively. Limin has become my poly bestie (: Although on this trip, I got annoyed with her at times, but I don't think I could find another partner that is as good as her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't suppose she will read this, because not many of my friends know about this blog. But I really thank God that He has brought us together! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tee hee. A funny shot taken by Limin! I was soooo cold that I had to wrap the scarf around my face!!! I looked like an Afghan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RVWREqRKI/AAAAAAAAAok/6abZ5a0818c/s320/DSCF5621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459582489308316834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day 4 came to an end but before we went to bed, we................ CAM-WHORED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When my mom browsed through these photos, she got a shock of her life. She was like "what in the world???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHA! I love my pals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cam-whoring all the way in our BATHROBES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RRNXiYFMI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PPlW8x7tLPg/s1600/DSC04237-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RRNXiYFMI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PPlW8x7tLPg/s320/DSC04237-tile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459577938378233026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-4921617728157061078?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/4921617728157061078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=4921617728157061078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4921617728157061078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4921617728157061078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/xiamen-trip-day-4.html' title='Xiamen Trip Day 4'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8RROHOv1JI/AAAAAAAAAns/PDeR_XZYIAA/s72-c/DSCF5577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-3978074191846797919</id><published>2010-04-11T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:12:58.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCGS Carnival and Sunday Movie Outings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's carnival was pretty boring compared to two years back. But all of us, SC girls, had fun catching up with one another again (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SC Carnival&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LHv3NETwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/xG3s0IWWkkM/s320/sc+friends.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459145323412999938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;the vintage SC sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LFMK39ZzI/AAAAAAAAAmM/QwWNHDNG-0k/s320/DSC04550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the mannequin!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LGZUQUTuI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Y-yc4CLb-ds/s320/DSC04548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LFMkSqFAI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Xa7-DWucPh0/s1600/mannequin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LFMkSqFAI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Xa7-DWucPh0/s320/mannequin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459142518017496066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;our cupcakes [:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LFLmLnVQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/-PGqww6S16c/s1600/cupcakes.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 53px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LFLmLnVQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/-PGqww6S16c/s320/cupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459142501344957698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;knacky photographs :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LHwTAHZ9I/AAAAAAAAAnc/aJEUibjLYlQ/s320/Funny+Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459145330874869714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this holidays, every single sunday, without fail, a group of us, Amelia, Joanna, Chuan Fa, Edwin, Brandon and Daryl would meet up to watch movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LHVd35PaI/AAAAAAAAAnM/1Hy68IsfPIw/s320/DSC04478-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, we managed to catch Date Night and it was the funniest movie I've ever since this year! If you have the time, this is one movie you have got to watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-3978074191846797919?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/3978074191846797919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=3978074191846797919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3978074191846797919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3978074191846797919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/scgs-carnival.html' title='SCGS Carnival and Sunday Movie Outings'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LHv3NETwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/xG3s0IWWkkM/s72-c/sc+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-2861543672484307374</id><published>2010-04-11T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:43:59.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Date with Mumsy and Bangala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After I heard many rave reviews regarding the When In Rome movie, I made a date with my mumsy to watch it together. We booked the tickets at Lido.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When In Rome&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K7WGJoEPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/PFAmtBs6AC8/s320/DSC04508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for my mumsy to come out from the toilet, look at what I've found! Classic movie posters :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Ten Commandments Movie Poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K83jJcnLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ViCco1br_wo/s320/DSC04501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Samson and Delilah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K8PzX1HPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/UWBIwQ-FxZk/s320/DSC04500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mumsy Posing For The Camera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K7WzP0HVI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KZmS0zD9TRc/s320/DSC04502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gelatissimo :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K83O2N57I/AAAAAAAAAj8/rXEFzsJFORM/s320/DSC04505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eating Our Delicious Ice Cream :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K7YKaqS8I/AAAAAAAAAjc/tEAiR6afz0A/s320/DSC04503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The movie wasn't as great as I thought it would be. However, mumsy really liked it. I thought Kristen Bell was gorgeous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, I met angela for lunch at Holland Village. While waiting for her, I walked around the entire place and found several other eateries that the magazines reviewed about. These included one of the places I've always wanted to try, which is 2am Desert Bar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angela arrived and we ate at Everything With Fries. The waiter really amused us. He kept accidentally banging the baby chairs whenever he walked past our table and his comical actions really entertained us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything With Fries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LAaC91Q2I/AAAAAAAAAlk/D5Kzqmdt5sk/s320/Angela+and+I+At+Everything+With+Fries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angela ordered Chicken Sandwich with Salt and Vinegar Fries while I order the Breaded NZ King Salmon with Garlic and Herbs Fries. The fries weren't much, although the Salmon had a really delicious crispy bread top, the main attraction was ironically, the Caesar Salad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Delicious Food and Happy People&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8LAZpkPxSI/AAAAAAAAAlc/r4Sx4Qv0P1A/s320/Food+and+People.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta Go. Ciao!&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/3625480973048564906-2861543672484307374?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/2861543672484307374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=2861543672484307374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2861543672484307374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2861543672484307374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-date-with-mumsy.html' title='My Date with Mumsy and Bangala'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K7WGJoEPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/PFAmtBs6AC8/s72-c/DSC04508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-4379735257064561452</id><published>2010-04-11T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:14:08.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiamen Trip Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On our third day in Xiamen, we checked out of our hotel. Being typical girls, we cam whore at the hotel walkway! Hee hee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the pretending air stewardess haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8Kw1tt2zUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/KXjU_FQqx-w/s320/P1020011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hee hee!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K14tqCTcI/AAAAAAAAAik/___miqsn9rE/s320/P1020012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While we were on our way to the company &lt;b&gt;Hai Yi Food Pte Ltd&lt;/b&gt;, ha, you will never guess who this is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Carina is getting married!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8Kw06EM3YI/AAAAAAAAAhM/7YUZSP3JLQg/s320/DSC04198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Carina, I loan her my scarf because she wanted to shelter herself from the UV RAYS!! Ha, Limin, Liling and I were getting a kick laughing at her! She looks half like a bride thats entering a chapel and a white riding hood! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, regarding the company visit, we were made to wear these things that looked like shower caps on our shoes. Ha! Looks pretty goofy, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shower Cap Shoes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8KzA7hIj_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/OeQHI-EfsKo/s320/DSCF5536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Liling and Xinying's Ai Mei Photo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8Kw2rJ6M2I/AAAAAAAAAhk/iUXGaEbMrJA/s320/DSCF5531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Miss Tan and The Gang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8Kw3dCJDDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/WBJ6GPcZDg0/s320/DSCF5532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The company gave us free samples of their food, it tasted really delish. However, I still preferred the fish balls that my dad cooked for the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hai Yi Brochure and Food Sample&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8KzBnwwA1I/AAAAAAAAAh8/qZMLJ5VZ6tM/s320/DSCF5545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our visit to the company, we made our way to &lt;b&gt;Metro Jin Jiang Cash and Carry&lt;/b&gt;. It is a hypermart that practically sells everything! If it could have a Singapore name for it, it would be called the China Mustafa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Metro The Hypermart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8Ktv00YjaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/jcN3RBZLQ4g/s320/DSC04216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hershey's Chocolates&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8KtuKAVIYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/kb5vVXIS6gQ/s320/DSC04211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Xinying, my toilet khaki! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8KtvFH3xoI/AAAAAAAAAg8/n0UopXljCOQ/s320/DSC04212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Limin! My poly bestie [:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8KtuvdkiTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/v2z5k1XgaHU/s320/DSC04213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After Our Day Of Shopping @ Hypermart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8KzCHoUqII/AAAAAAAAAiE/ZULDJ3qOqnk/s320/DSC04218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved the beautiful container of this Hershey's Chocolates! But they were too expensive, SGD 10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, we went back to our hotels and shopped around Fuzhou City, which did not have anything at all, besides electronic stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, we managed to find this amazing Japanese bakery shop called &lt;b&gt;Ganso&lt;/b&gt;. We managed to trick Carina into thinking that we didn't buy her birthday cake and we were terribly disappointed with their food. She believed us! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shopper sisters, Xinying, Carina and myself took a cab to NanJie. It was really scary!!! It was my first time taking a cab to this shopping street that we absolutely had no knowledge of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in a cab where there were bars separating the driver and the passengers was pretty new to me., I was praying really really hard in the cab because I was trembling with FEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After being in a cab for 10 minutes, we finally reached our destination. Goodness, those 10 minutes felt like an HOUR. Ha! The only shop that manage to impress us was this shoe shop where all of us bought 2 pair of shoes each. But unfortunately, when I went back to Singapore, my feet amazingly expanded and I couldn't fit into those shoes anymore. SIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xinying had sore throat and we went to this cafe that sold really delicious Gui Ling Gao. Normally, those sold in Singapore will be bitter. However, the one I ate in Fuzhou was sweetened by Pi Pa Gao. Mmmm... It tasted really comforting to my throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Xinying, Carina and I eating Gui Ling Gao&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8KzC9bfkBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/zMhsOUsQ36k/s320/DSC04223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Xinying and I wanted to go back to the hotel to celebrate Carina's birthday but she wanted to continue shopping!!! We were like what...? It was 9.45pm, and we managed to convince her to return back to the hotel. Waha! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had the celebration in the hotel room and we surprised Carina by switching off the light and presenting her with a beautiful cream strawberry cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Check Out Carina's Beautiful Cake!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K14KCT-dI/AAAAAAAAAic/5PiaFf1D0m4/s320/DSCF5553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Husband and Wife look very loving. HAHAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K15BJeZSI/AAAAAAAAAis/mHUeQZBvHos/s320/DSCF5573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Celebrating Carina's Birthday!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8KzDB4rq0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/1q6DVeyNCFg/s320/DSC04227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were all really zonked out by the time we returned back to the hotel. But we still had to prepare several questions to ask the companies the next day. Liling made this question for Xin Xing Packaging. The question was, "Why do you want to choose to pluck stars?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That question cracked us up for a really long time. Before we headed off to our beds, we took more photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAHA! Liling looks so funny!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K15tLRhTI/AAAAAAAAAi0/BdIF1B2kQ34/s320/P1020070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;WOOO! Day 3 has come to an end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8K16LFJ_hI/AAAAAAAAAi8/a4aqSoXXZ7I/s320/P1020075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3625480973048564906-4379735257064561452?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/4379735257064561452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=4379735257064561452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4379735257064561452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4379735257064561452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/xiamen-trip-day-3.html' title='Xiamen Trip Day 3'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S8Kw1tt2zUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/KXjU_FQqx-w/s72-c/P1020011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-1440021491976199685</id><published>2010-04-07T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T01:09:44.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With Photographs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, I felt that I had quite a lot of time on my hands, hence, I decided to do something not that constructive but mind-blowing (at least to me) Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lot of fun playing with my photographs! Tee Hee! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;if only...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S71-V4ko5mI/AAAAAAAAAfk/yKXqBTmJ-rg/s320/PhotoFunia-35012a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my dearest mumsy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S72BOUb0DLI/AAAAAAAAAgU/o3q6ieQawok/s320/PhotoFunia-33a5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my girl best friend, bangala [:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S71-W04BcZI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ERz6muBDmxk/s320/_X9inN_OgD0fRwKFMfGp4g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;painting of jazreel, meiping and myself (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S71-WYmDv-I/AAAAAAAAAfs/tMJKEAbYFf0/s320/PhotoFunia-350bb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;photograph of yvonne, zhiying and myself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S71-WqbBonI/AAAAAAAAAf0/1IWkI0dftVg/s320/PhotoFunia-919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the bangkok guys ha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S72BO7StGXI/AAAAAAAAAgc/hgl5enV5xR0/s320/PrGvr1kRKdP7aCtKtAaYxg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;collage of my poly best pals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S71-gNP2mqI/AAAAAAAAAgM/oF8DGV1-L-k/s320/17448_303185267817_676622817_4650913_5502090_n-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;food fantasy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S71-Xky8WqI/AAAAAAAAAgE/RL4DTTeLn4E/s320/DSC00095+(edited).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ha! These photos really cracked me up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love them lots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-1440021491976199685?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/1440021491976199685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=1440021491976199685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1440021491976199685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1440021491976199685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-with-photographs.html' title='Fun With Photographs'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S71-V4ko5mI/AAAAAAAAAfk/yKXqBTmJ-rg/s72-c/PhotoFunia-35012a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-6374294497203155600</id><published>2010-04-07T23:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:19:54.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Marriage? I believe in neither.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;As I was watching Friends Season 2, where Monica broke off with Richard because of incompatible future viewpoints, Monica could not eat, sleep or practically do anything without thinking of Richard. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Only when her father came to her house and told her that he saw Richard on his way to Monica's house and said that Richard was feeling terrible as well, Monica was then able to get her well-deserved rest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I was wondering to myself, is this love? To see someone that you love hurt as much as you or even more?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;How is that love? Isn’t love about putting that person’s needs in front of yours? Giving sacrificially even though you know that s/he may not reciprocate?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;One of the most self-sacrificing love I’ve ever seen is my mom’s to my dad. I mean, she could be giving out her everything to make sure that his wounds are all right, caring about him, and the next thing that happens, BAM, he hurts her again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Seeing such things happen in my parents’ marriage cause me to never believe in love, let alone marriage. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Come on, the thought of getting married to someone and being forced into taking care of him simply because you have made a pledge at the altar scares the heck out of me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t want to be a sacrificial lamb. I don’t want my guy to believe that he is stuck with me for his lifetime. I don’t want to feel as though I’m being forced to do things for him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sometimes, I wonder… does love equate to marriage?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I simply don’t believe in both. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I believe in the love God has for me, I believe in kinship love, I believe in friendship love. But… love between a guy and a girl? It will never last. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Or does it?&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&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/3625480973048564906-6374294497203155600?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/6374294497203155600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=6374294497203155600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/6374294497203155600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/6374294497203155600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-and-marriage-i-believe-in-neither.html' title='Love and Marriage? I believe in neither.'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-391852842007945362</id><published>2010-04-06T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:08:17.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dempsey &amp; Great World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One fine day, Meiping, Jazreel and I had this strong urge to walk around Dempsey area. Ha, ever since a few years back, I've heard a lot a lot about Dempsey Hill. Why not just give it a shot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jazreel gave Meiping and I a ride to Dempsey Hill. It really looked like a forest on the outside. But once we were driven inside, we were presented with many different eateries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We walked around the whole area before deciding to settle down for lunch at &lt;b&gt;Jones The Grocer&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;different groceries sold at Jones the Grocer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7woP5IzodI/AAAAAAAAAd8/5Hx-UTo3DS0/s320/DSC00086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is another outlet at Mandarin Gallery. We ordered Salmon Sandwich, Chicken Sandwich and Baked Salted Cod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my favourite Salmon sandwich&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7woQRy7xzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/f8VH975JXjk/s320/DSC00090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;baked salted cod&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7wqjy2Qp6I/AAAAAAAAAek/H38EbUeLXfc/s320/DSC00095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The waiter and I spent quite a lot of time discussing on how the sandwiches were to be cut. Since the dishes were meant to be shared among the 3 of us, I told him, "could we have the sandwiches sliced to 3 pieces?" and he was like, "Salmon sliced to 3 pieces? Okay." We laughed and tried to explain slowly what we wanted. But overall, the waiter provided us with a good service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jazreel, the happy camper&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7woQlP6pMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aix4nR-cDdc/s320/DSC00091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;meiping and I, we're in love with the salmon sandwich&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7woRUVal_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/CUNYTX2ke2I/s320/DSC00093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After we finished our meals at &lt;b&gt;Jones the Grocer&lt;/b&gt;, we went over to PS Cafe @ Dempsey to have some deserts. But unfortunately, one of the waitress really made us disappointed with the service. Initially, we wanted to order a Banana Mango Crumble and Hot chocolate. However, we were informed that the minimum order was one dish per person. We were appalled by this but we were fine with it. We decided to continue looking at our menu, and out of the blue, the same waitress grabbed my menu away while I was still looking at it. We told the waitress that we were still looking at our menus. She grunted and walked away. Disgusted by her attitude, we decided to have our deserts somewhere else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We wanted to try La Fondue but it was closed for the day. We took a bus to Tanglin Mall and went to &lt;b&gt;Oomphatico's&lt;/b&gt;. We ordered Banana Mango Crumble and Molten Lava Chocolate Cake. The banana mango crumble lacked substance though it looked really appetizing. Meiping and I loved the crispy crumble crust, however, once the bottom had too much liquid and I felt as though I was drinking banana mango soup that was a tad too sweet for my liking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The molten lava chocolate cake was not up to my expectations either, however, on the side of the plate, there was this crispy wafer coated with chocolate. Now that was amazing. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we're waiting for the dishes to be served~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7wrYiKcX2I/AAAAAAAAAfc/icc-szEJ-yw/s320/DSC00107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;molten lava chocolate cake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7wqlD-cT-I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Fy4iPQpWl3U/s320/DSC00099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;banana mango crumble&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7wqkZFOPxI/AAAAAAAAAes/IdotbpKPyBU/s320/DSC00096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hee hee (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7wqk6f5rBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/meWq9wGaorA/s320/DSC00098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;meiping sitting on the grand silver chair (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7wql9GhQYI/AAAAAAAAAfE/g48Jz1tgwTQ/s320/DSC00101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the beautiful decoration&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7wrXvFRk-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/cgSxi-FcwN4/s320/DSC00100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;after our satisfying desert meal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7wrYNGKjyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/K5y_q42prKQ/s320/DSC00106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really expected a lot more from Dempsey as I have heard a lot of rave reviews about it. Oh wells. I guess my next food find destination will be at Clarke Quay or Holland Village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-391852842007945362?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/391852842007945362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=391852842007945362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/391852842007945362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/391852842007945362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/dempsey-great-world.html' title='Dempsey &amp; Great World'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7woP5IzodI/AAAAAAAAAd8/5Hx-UTo3DS0/s72-c/DSC00086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-6545293382439205560</id><published>2010-04-06T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:24:01.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiamen Trip Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woo! As usual, everything is just so exciting in Xiamen! Our group is always the FIRST group to go down for breakfast :D I find that there's really cool that we're always the earliest for our buffets! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the early breakfast buffet girls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tgcr6GgLI/AAAAAAAAAa8/wxVI95QEA_g/s320/DSCF5449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, the buffets were really major disappointments. All the breakfasts always had you tiao, the deep fried butterfly, toasts, sesame balls with red bean paste. These deep fried food really do not help our immune system. As a result, we were encouraged to take 2 vitamin C pills every single day. The dishes that were served to us were not as oily as I had expected, since everyone back in Singapore kept talking about the 2cm layer of oil in the food. However, it was still oilier than Singapore's cuisine and I wasn't accustomed to it hence I suffered from really bad stomach aches throughout the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After our breakfast, some of us decided to do this company portrait photo shoot! HAHA! We had a lot of fun trying to look professional and serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we're attempting to look like some professional hotel managers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tqXhM58DI/AAAAAAAAAdM/1tBXrpMpalA/s320/DSCF5451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We checked out of the hotel and headed for the coach for our first company visit to Capital Mall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's some photos while travelling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zhangzhou's KFC &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(did you know they sell egg tarts with red bean? Awesomeness)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tgc9Qcc2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/nLAUcmJVlok/s320/DSC04156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We're heading off to Capital Mall!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(check out my hair colour difference)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tgds-LMYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/HRJJuDGkGQk/s320/DSC04158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went to Capital Mall at Zhangzhou, it was similar to Capital Land in Singapore. The staff at Capital Mall treated us to Zhangzhou's specialty, Peanut Mochi. OH. MY. WORD. This is, in fact, the most wonderful and beautiful mochi I have ever tasted, true to my heart! I loved how crunchy the peanut filling was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Capital Mall @ Zhang Zhou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tgeuktHmI/AAAAAAAAAbc/saCqAgl2LJo/s320/DSC04169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my favourite egg tart and peanut mochi!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7toUugwQ9I/AAAAAAAAAcM/YKDvxtQHXmU/s320/DSCF5462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the awesome crunchy peanut bits in the mochi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7thq1PpzFI/AAAAAAAAAbk/WffmM7zyKgU/s320/DSC04172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;standing at the entrance of Capital Mall @ Zhangzhou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7thrPxPodI/AAAAAAAAAbs/l0Q499ZuaiU/s320/DSC04168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;wal-mart AHH!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7toWZ7ANOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/NCwBZAcuju8/s320/DSC04170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finally went into Wal-Mart in Capital Mall. I have been waiting and waiting to go to Wal-Mart for a seriously long time. Some may laugh at this but I really think Wal-Mart is extremely cool! With its wide variety of groceries and amazingly low prices, how could anyone not love Wal-Mart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Limin and I at Wal-Mart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(we were prohibited from taking photos inside Wal-Mart)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tgeE7UayI/AAAAAAAAAbU/aRBDiG4JJxk/s320/DSC04166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;During this trip, I have grown so much more in love with Strawberries! Strawberry Mochi, Strawberry Yogurt drink (which I accidentally squirted at Liling while attempting to open the drink), Strawberry Milk Tea and Strawberry Milk Candy! Gahh!! I think I really love strawberry flavoured products simply because its associated to the colour pink! Awesomeness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyone has been cautious about the melamine in the dairy products.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As for me, I'm daring enough to give it a shot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The strawberry yogurt drink did not disappoint (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7thr3uLOYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/W2ciVoO5CIw/s320/DSC04171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;strawberry milk candy, mochi (i think this Ah Q brand is the best out of 4 mochi brands i've purcharsed from supermarkets) and strawberry milk tea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7thsrU8RwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/CMNj40Bb4Po/s320/DSC04177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when you go China, you've got to got to buy their milk tea!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7thsF-ZV6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/uynn6dWgqLo/s320/DSC04176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After our first company visit, we went on to our second, which was at Quanzhou Embrodiery Traditional Factory. And yes, we spent nearly 3 hours travelling to Quanzhou. I felt like a serious pig during this trip. A pig that was ready to be slaughtered or something. After feeding us dishes that is fried with oil and salt, we proceeded to sleep on the coach for hours before reaching our next destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Put it more plainly, we were eating and sleeping during the entire trip? I seriously can vouch that my ass has expanded due to this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, enough ranting about my weight gain because you're in for a whole lot of shock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7toWzdZ8WI/AAAAAAAAAck/DO1yqhRcS3Y/s320/DSCF5478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have to make this very very important stand! While we travelled to Quanzhou, we saw a whole truckload of PIGS that were riding off to slaughterland. I mean, can you see how sad these pigs look? Oh my goodness. That's my perfect reason why I decided to be a vegetarian. Ughh. One of the horrible BIT guys actually whacked the pig's head and shouted, "Off you go and be a pork!" I felt like slapping that guy in the face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the truckload of piggggsss. CRUEL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7toVihoQEI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TYE65haUmlM/s320/DSC04174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Be a vegetarian and save animals' lives! Okay, moving on to the company visit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second company visit was pretty cool because we got to see how the staff there manually embroidered the products and also the beautiful porcelain items that the company manufactured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;one of the staff delicately sewing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7toX6jO1QI/AAAAAAAAAcs/n5VFWwPwdpo/s320/DSCF5509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;porcelain product&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tqYFyAxmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qHaifQlThw4/s320/DSCF5490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;our complimentary puppet show &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tsZcdsKtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/c4Dpo6GvUgE/s320/IMG_0900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we were asked to autographed the company's book&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tsZxpFAXI/AAAAAAAAAdk/dcfS3Y7V2tc/s320/IMG_0915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We travelled back to the hotel and we stayed in a hotel that has a sitting area with a beautiful tea set, which was actually more like a white elephant since they couldn't be used? But  I had fun taking photos with it. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the pretty tea set sitting in the hotel room&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tqWfSiZ9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/EhX_tyDIOQs/s320/DSC04179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm playing in the bathroom! haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tqXKNaMoI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gL5nJhUM2-g/s320/DSC04185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had our first free and easy and finally getting our hands dirty to shop! However, I spent nearly half of my RMB in this shopping mall, which was really not worth it because the items sold were practically overpriced. OH wells, too bad for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After all the crazy shopping, we headed for some awesome pizza buffet, which was only 45 RMB! The pizzas were amazing. They were superbly crispy, however, the ice cream tasted like expired milk powder? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;our dinner restaurant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tqVz366NI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hM6Lc6NN-LM/s320/DSC04188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ha, insider joke. While Liling, Carina, Limin and I attempted to cross the road to go to KFC (which was opposite our hotel), we kept screaming and screaming! I guess we pissed the pedestrians off. One of the guys, which totally scared us, shouted at us. And another guy attempted to push us into one of the cabs? Like what in the world? Thankfully, nothing happened and after buying our food, we crossed the roads, screaming again like some crazy women! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love this group of girls! We can choose to be crazy and neither of us would mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gotta sleep now! Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-6545293382439205560?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/6545293382439205560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=6545293382439205560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/6545293382439205560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/6545293382439205560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/xiamen-trip-day-2.html' title='Xiamen Trip Day 2'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tgcr6GgLI/AAAAAAAAAa8/wxVI95QEA_g/s72-c/DSCF5449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-7436208725410379957</id><published>2010-04-05T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:16:04.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Impossible!</title><content type='html'>Ha, just when you think you have the totally imperfect ingredients to make a dish, think again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was waiting for my bread and butter pudding to bake, I happened to chance upon this interesting show called &lt;i&gt;Dinner Impossible&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being an avid reader of cook books and I love to watch cook shows, my eyes were fixed on this new episode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This episode really made me think that, as long as you do your best, nothing is impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chef Robert was asked to make dinner for 450 people for a Yahoo! event in 8 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The menu was decided by the Top 15 recipes searched on Yahoo! that was randomly matched with Top 15 food items searched on Yahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can imagine the bizarre recipes that this mix and match search engine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The normal recipes included Green Tea Crepes, Chicken Fried Rice and Pineapple Cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The really bizarre ones were Apple Sushi, Salmon Cupcakes,  Lemon Soup, Pumpkin Lasagna Peanut Butter Chili? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like.. oh my word? How is this chef going to make this work? He was practically doing trial and error for such a grand event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, like all happy endings, the dishes turned out really well! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-7436208725410379957?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/7436208725410379957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=7436208725410379957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7436208725410379957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7436208725410379957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/dinner-impossible.html' title='Dinner Impossible!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-881421008270952360</id><published>2010-04-02T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:17:53.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiamen Trip Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much to our disappointment, we weren't taking Singapore Airlines! We took Air China, the seats were pretty cramped, there weren't much leg space and there was no personal television! But oh well, we settled for it (there wasn't much of a choice, was there?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Xiamen gang (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l11hNoiCI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_3-aVHaHzqw/s320/DSC04042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nearly died of hunger during the 4 hour flight, but, thankfully, the breakfast on the plane was delish. (: I loved how the cheese when melted with the scrambled egg made the the meal a lot tastier [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my first breakfast on the airplane!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(doesn't look appetizing, but it really was)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l12FBRf9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/kcCKkK1qOT4/s320/DSC04052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the hungry girl ready to devour her meal [:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l12SOXe9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/m8mr7Wu-7gw/s320/DSC04054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the super mini television that was shared by 9 passengers, I managed to squint my eyes to watch Hua Mulan while the rest of my friends were dozing off on the plane (: Surprisingly, it was a nice show as it was one of those shows that I refused to watch while it was previewing in Singapore. The show speaks of sacrifice and selfless love. Hua Mulan's lover had to forgo his love with Hua Mulan so that he could get married with the other rival country's princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, moving on! We finally reached Xiamen Airport! Boy oh boy, the whole tour group was pleasantly surprised by the cooling temperature. Initially, we were expecting bone-chilling temperature, but it was just right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Xiamen Gang on the coach!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l13GS-4iI/AAAAAAAAAYE/-PGr-6byZvE/s320/DSC04077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Xiamen Partner, Limin!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7a6BCBkUsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/YaBhXkGt55E/s320/DSC04080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We got pretty excited, taking photos of everything (seriously, everything) we saw on the coach. But it's pretty normal, I guess, a foreigner in a country she has never been to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;check out the Xiamen advertisement (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l5KGQe_8I/AAAAAAAAAZM/mOlwELGq-3k/s320/DSC04086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went for lunch at the seafood restaurant. Ha, every single meal we had, we were always presented with a huge huge huge &lt;i&gt;(huge!) &lt;/i&gt;bowl of rice. There was not a single meal that the tour group could finish. I mean, even the guys could not finish the food given to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our first meal at Xiamen Seafood Restaurant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l131j4YUI/AAAAAAAAAYM/KZvy7xHjv50/s320/DSC04101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the vast amount of food&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l3r4tYukI/AAAAAAAAAYU/h-1f-iQXSiA/s320/DSC04105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the girls eating their meals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tc9sMz55I/AAAAAAAAAas/BTEF8A5sr4Y/s320/IMG_0761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the satisfied gang after eating their first meal in Xiamen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l3sr7VXtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/8Gs8-QTcoxs/s320/DSC04102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the toilet at the restaurant, you could hear all the girls squealing, "where is the colourful button? where where?" In fact, there was no colourful button, unless all the girls were colour-blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the sign on the toilet bowl (just for laughs)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l3tQKKz-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/MW-xjgFy-T0/s320/DSC04107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We finally reached our destination! We were about to go to the Hakka Round Houses. By the time we reached the place, it was about 7pm. Usually, the tour buses don't fetch people up there to the place that late. (it was a half an hour ride to the mountains) It was a bumpy ride and the bus driver would honk every single time he made a turn. This was to warn the vehicles in front that there was another vehicle turning. Since the turns were very abrupt, it was impossible to tell if there was a vehicle turning, hence the honk would be alert others up ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The gang waiting for the tour bus to bring us to the Hakka Round &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l3uB7i0uI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Xab7lz0jf-Y/s320/DSC04127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Check out the ancient toilets :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l3utlS9JI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Row_fmISv2M/s320/DSC04126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was amazing to know how these beautiful structured buildings were purely made out of mud. These houses have lasted for hundreds and hundreds of years. Imagine that these round houses managed to outlast the tall skyscrapers during an earthquake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the photo is pretty creepy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l5LCGrNSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/9-Xl9mP2j8A/s320/DSC04147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the bird eye view of Hakka Round Houses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l6BNAWbnI/AAAAAAAAAZk/futGHyRfug8/s320/DSC04136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Crossing over to visit the Hakka Round Houses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l6BtI13jI/AAAAAAAAAZs/BSqkEpHs6mI/s320/DSC04142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;check out Kang Yi's face! Ha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l5KrY5M8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/3ay7PBHXvFU/s320/DSC04143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The tour was an eye opener to all the students and we had a lot of fun checking out the knick knacks that the Hakka Round Houses villagers were selling. Limin bought some toys that reminded her of her childhood, yes, the nostalgia does return to all of us. (: I bought a cute bohemian bag and some sweet potato chips that made me return to the hotel with a sore throat. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the little knick knacks &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tc-EBn-tI/AAAAAAAAAa0/bWCAcZYTFY0/s320/P1010914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hakka Round Houses at 7pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7tXu3VQ7mI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/p7Qmr_sXIhM/s320/P1010917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we returned back to the hotel, it was about 10pm, I decided to make a daring move, which is to DYE MY HAIR!! Ha, it was amusing because my friends were like, "dye your hair in Xiamen?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yupps yupps, initially I was disappointed as the colour did not show up during the first day. But now, the colour (which is Strawberry Pink) is pretty obvious! I really love how easy the Liese 3 step hair colour process was so easy! Although, I did make a boo-boo by not wearing gloves while I put the hair dye solution on my hands. Ugh, it stung so bad! But, other than that, everything went well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to go off now! God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&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/3625480973048564906-881421008270952360?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/881421008270952360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=881421008270952360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/881421008270952360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/881421008270952360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/04/xiamen-trip-day-1.html' title='Xiamen Trip Day 1'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S7l11hNoiCI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_3-aVHaHzqw/s72-c/DSC04042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-7627736038106844934</id><published>2010-03-09T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:25:01.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5dJLVHB6qI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AECsGLdrnmM/s320/DSC03940.JPG'/><title type='text'>Holidays are here!</title><content type='html'>The holidays are finally here. Ironically, everyday has been extremely busy days for me though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to catch up with many people whom I have not spoken to for a long time due to hectic school schedules. But the holidays have finally allowed me to meet up with them again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angela's birthday celebration was more of a catch up session where we were discussing about broken relationships and how getting into a relationship simply because you need one is just plain dumb. We were also laughing at the fact that girls' outfit were just getting lower in the top area and higher at their bottom parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, why do girls need to show so much skin? I believe in this sentence quoted by Carrie Underwood, she said "if I want to show some skin at the top, I would cover myself at the bottom." You do not need to flash everything all at one shot. Angela and I met Tessa at the Grand Hyatt Hotel and we took a photo with her! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5dJNENy5kI/AAAAAAAAAV8/fYSeU39JvEw/s320/DSC03929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mom invited me to go with her to the Neways Talk regarding skincare. I gladly obliged even though I was somehow unwilling to because I was suppose to go to Jazreel's new house!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But anyways, she treated me to Carousel Buffet at the Royal Plaza. Honestly, the buffet isn't much. Many magazines have recommended it, but my mom paid a hefty price of $40 (after a 10% DBS card discount) but the variety of food was quite disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5dJKnc4WVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ymDSKJHV_Nk/s320/DSC03933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5dJLVHB6qI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AECsGLdrnmM/s320/DSC03940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the buffet with my lovely mother, I rushed down to Emily Hill to meet Jazreel, Audrie and Angela. The place was a undiscovered gem to us all (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5dJLzXrkUI/AAAAAAAAAVs/BBdTSXIglKQ/s320/DSC03943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After we departed from Emily Hill, Jazreel, Angela and I stayed on to try the new bakery and cafe that we just uncovered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finally found Mirabelle, which is a bakery that sells awesome french pastries, etc. A big bonus is that the owner of the shop actually speaks french.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5dJMf6b2bI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Hasd3gN5F0M/s320/DSC03945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next day, I organized a old cell gathering which was awesome! I watched alice in wonderland with the old cell. HAHA Odelia and I acted as the morons of these posters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5f5jRZR7tI/AAAAAAAAAWs/SWnVP8KL8F8/s320/DSC03946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5f5j9ZdHlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/tyddXMfnbN4/s320/DSC03948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taby and I looked awesomely retarded in the mega-fied glasses. Seriously, who would actually purchase these huge glasses?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5f5kLI4tDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Tm5ro9DNkdw/s320/DSC03950.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ant, Jo, Tabs and I decided to have a girls' day out, where we all decided to wear our dressy frocks out (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ant and Jo were late and Tabs decided to play this game where we would play scissor paper stone and the loser would have to wear whatever the winner picks for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Omg. Humiliating? Seriously. I lost the first 2 rounds and Tabs lost 5 rounds HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As usual, Taby would pick out the most colourful dress in the store and I was forced to pose in it. Gahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5f4KNeKX0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/JwYO9Ppyw_I/s320/DSC03952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second dress resembled a getai dress? I was so reluctant to try it out, but when I eventually did, it wasn't that bad! I actually liked the dress. The satin material felt very soft against the skin. But I don't have the character to pull off this dress. Oh wells! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5f4K5WcNsI/AAAAAAAAAWM/YWwA2w4Mx4I/s320/DSC03959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is one of the dresses I picked out of Tabs (: I thought it looked awesome. The grey colour tube dress with golden floral prints and a cute ribbon in front suited Tabs really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5f4LdqCAOI/AAAAAAAAAWU/cd4kfY69SWc/s320/DSC03962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ant and Jo arrived and we went to watch Dear John, which was adapted from a story by Nicholas Sparks. He is one of my most favourite authors. I love his books, especially Message In The Bottle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;However, I felt that this movie was a little too draggy for my liking. It was sweet romance, but a little tad dramatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5f4MPP8FVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Q5CrqEkgkCw/s320/DSC03981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5f4Mq4UGOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/RzThXDHZxgQ/s320/DSC03984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awesomely awesome. I'm heading for my cycling trip with von and zhiying now~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-7627736038106844934?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/7627736038106844934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=7627736038106844934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7627736038106844934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7627736038106844934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/03/holidays-are-here.html' title='Holidays are here!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S5dJNENy5kI/AAAAAAAAAV8/fYSeU39JvEw/s72-c/DSC03929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-6927919161261951333</id><published>2010-03-03T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:44:01.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A real hectic day</title><content type='html'>Today was an incredibly hectic day for me. I woke up early in the morning, intending to bake Chocolate Cigars for Angela as a surprise for her birthday. With last minute notice, my mom asked me to bake lemon cake with icing for her bible study friends!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of course I couldn’t deny my mom the service, so I did.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The whole day didn’t go well. Not at all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I knew that Angela loves love letters and chocolate cigars looked just like them. Just that they taste like softer crispier cookies but in a letter rolled up form.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was so badddd… I couldn’t even roll up the flat sheet of biscuit without breaking them (either they were too soft) or cracking them (because they were too crispy?)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I didn’t know what to do. It was my first attempt and the recipe clearly stated bake 3 days beforehand which I missed out on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I decided to give up since I already made Angela a photo collage present and a menu of ramen places she can go to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Photo Collage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S49FYT3ZoKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Tpzq88m0oCA/s320/DSC03903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh my goodness, I’m going to sidetrack a little with the photo collage story.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While I was doing her present, I don’t know how in the world I cut my finger sooo deep and not be able to notice the stinging pain in my finger. All I noticed was, “Hey, how come there’s so much ketchup on the ruler, table and photo? Since when did I eat ketchup?” I even paused for &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10 seconds wondering if I ate ketchup today. Then I realized my finger was flowing down with a lot a lot a lot of blood. Seriously, I’m a stupid fool with the inability of feeling pain?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, back to today…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I focused on making my mom’s lemon cake with icing. So far so good, the cake smelt and looked amazing. But because of my stupid brain, I decided to open the cake tin when the cake hadn’t cooled down yet. This made the one side of the cake separate from the cake and it was stuck onto the cake tin. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was really stunned. In order to redeem myself, I decided to cut the cakes into smaller slices. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lemon Cake With Icing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S49HQ9ETxbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/_e-W-SmONFU/s320/DSC03915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S49HRfqVjpI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y5ciVDASFtE/s320/DSC03917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While making the icing, I dropped the ceramic bowl onto the floor and the margarine and icing sugar fell onto the floor and I accidentally cut myself with the broken pieces that were smashed onto the floor. In the end, I had to make another batch of sugar icing for the cake...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s really frustrating when you are unable to do 2 of your most favourite things well. Baking and leading my cell. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ugh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, I used the side of the cake that was stuck onto the cake tin to make small little hearts for Angela. I hope its okay. It’s the best I could do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Little Cake Hearts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S49FZOZSysI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xsNzdyuLI3w/s320/DSC03909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope everything goes well today! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cereal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-6927919161261951333?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/6927919161261951333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=6927919161261951333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/6927919161261951333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/6927919161261951333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/03/real-hectic-day.html' title='A real hectic day'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S49FYT3ZoKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Tpzq88m0oCA/s72-c/DSC03903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-700259598301572838</id><published>2010-02-01T08:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:55:09.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gahh!!</title><content type='html'>Ughh. Today was one of the most depressing project presentations ever... My project team touched on so many aspects, including the different ways of commercializing our business. And my teacher still dare to ask us at the end of our presentation, "how come you guys didn't touch on your future plans ah?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my goodness, all of our eyeballs nearly popped out of our eye sockets. We could've thrown our laptops at the teacher's face, seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ughhh... Thank goodness I had salmon sushi, green tea steam cake and red bean pancake for me to binge on. Otherwise, I would burst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One happy thing happened today though (: *sense of joy and happiness. I finally got my dream phone, after 7 years of waiting! It's my PINK FLIPPHONE! I finally own a flip phone! Yayes! Not only that, it's my favourite colour, PINKKK!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayes, gotta head back to prepare for my last final project presentation for tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wooooohooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-700259598301572838?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/700259598301572838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=700259598301572838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/700259598301572838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/700259598301572838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/02/gahh.html' title='Gahh!!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-5664630709087327972</id><published>2010-01-27T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:47:53.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 55px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;As I begin to browse through one of the famous online shop owner’s blog, I was really amazed by how perfect her life was. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;It got me pondering.. Why aren’t all humans given the same amount of wealth, beauty and eloquence? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Those girls are able to live out such extravagant lifestyles whereas I have to earn my own keep stake by baking cookies and rum balls. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Oh wells! Everyone is given according to how much they can return back to God. I believe my treasures are stocked up in Heaven! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Oh yes! These are some photos of my newest baking collection! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I’ve recently started making muffins and cakes. Total failure compared to my cookies. Ughh. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;White Chocolate Cheesecake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(you can actually tell the base of the cheesecake is uneven o.O)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S2E-Pxceo8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/P_fk9hIeKyE/s320/DSC03746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rum Balls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S2E-QTV-yjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BnCGKqk3_qk/s320/DSC03879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuscanian Almond Cookies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S2E-RBngZRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/x90Bxc0Z88M/s320/DSC03881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oatmeal Crunch Cookies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(baked specially for Brenda's Grandma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S2E-RjYuEMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4CY0ZRVNI-A/s320/DSC03860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal&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/3625480973048564906-5664630709087327972?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/5664630709087327972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=5664630709087327972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5664630709087327972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5664630709087327972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-i-was-browsing-through-one-of-famous.html' title='Baking Updates!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/S2E-Pxceo8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/P_fk9hIeKyE/s72-c/DSC03746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-7602740672703614881</id><published>2009-12-30T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T06:17:03.029-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SztagYvg3AI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wJfLtsC9haA/s1600-h/DSC03720.JPG'/><title type='text'>Banana Walnut Teacake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Woohoo! Today, my mother asked me to bake a cake for her cell group! I was really happy to do it for her, since baking is my passion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I seriously believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/bakebakebake/ for all my recipes! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I decided to bake banana walnut tea cake since my family had 8 bananas at home. In case you didn't know, my family are banana fans. Every week, we will always buy 2 clusters of bananas home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bananas are great. by the way. Bananas are rich in vitamin B6 and they are a good source of fiber, vitamin C, magnesium and potassium. Bananas also contain plenty of carbohydrates which are the body's main source of energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bananas can be used to blend with low fat yogurt to make healthy smoothies. Due to its thick texture, the smoothie will taste really excellent. Bananas can also be blend with passion fruit and oranges to give you a healthy fruit juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Okay, enough said about the benefits of bananas. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; shall touch on my newest baking creation! The photos really don't look like much because of the dull brown colour. However, the smell of the cake was amazing and the texture of the cake was smooth. I am really proud of this cake creation because even I was shocked at the end results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Banana Walnut Teacake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SztafkREbKI/AAAAAAAAATA/_yHDb7HJCBg/s320/DSC03714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Banana Walnut Muffins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SztagF--8II/AAAAAAAAATI/2xMDuUlD4kQ/s320/DSC03715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SztagYvg3AI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wJfLtsC9haA/s320/DSC03720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Banana Walnut Teacake and Muffins (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sztfth514rI/AAAAAAAAATg/vedut4_UQxE/s320/DSC03722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Enjoy! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cereal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-7602740672703614881?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/7602740672703614881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=7602740672703614881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7602740672703614881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7602740672703614881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/12/banana-walnut-teacake.html' title='Banana Walnut Teacake'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SztafkREbKI/AAAAAAAAATA/_yHDb7HJCBg/s72-c/DSC03714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-4585320364258825698</id><published>2009-12-27T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:58:15.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running For God</title><content type='html'>It has been such a long time since I’ve ran for God. This may sound stupid, but the thing that stopped me from running was the fear of getting bigger thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, during church service, when I saw that video that Pastor Andy had put up for his preaching. It spoke to me so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick, the father’s son, wanted to run a marathon so badly and his father decided to enter it with him. As Rick was physically unable to do anything by himself, his father had to pull or push him during the marathon. The very last sentence of the video said “Don’t Run Alone” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw that sentence, God spoke to me, He said, “Cheryl, come along and run with me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running was one of sources that allowed me to remember who God is. Every time I run, I would plug in Christian music. It has never failed to speak to me. Every run that I’ve ran, many of the guys would look at me and give me the “I bet this girl can’t run far” look. But every single time, whenever they can no longer have the stamina to continue running, I will still keep going. God has told me, “because these men are relying on secular music or their own strength, whereas you are relying on my power and my strength, that is why you won’t grow weary.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single time I’m upset or angry, God can speak to me through the runs. I am able to get recharged through the runs. I thank God for giving me such an avenue to recharge my spiritual strength. I still remember whenever I ran, I would carry with me this BIG and HUGE grin, because I can really sense God’s presence and I know He is there with me and for me yesterday, today and forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that these runs that I’ve had also motivated me to have this feeling to want to do every single thing well for God, especially through my academics. I’ve forgotten feeling of wanting to use my academics to glorify God’s name. Because of God’s favour and providence, I’ve gotten the first in my cohort. But due to these victories, I was so concentrated on trying to be first again that I forgot about my purpose, which is to bring glory to God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since a church service has spoken to me. Now it’s time for me to pick myself up and RUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run for Jesus! So what if my thighs get bigger, right right? So long as my faith can be on solid rock, I’m going to run, I’m going to count on God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-4585320364258825698?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/4585320364258825698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=4585320364258825698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4585320364258825698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4585320364258825698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/12/running-for-god.html' title='Running For God'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-2218917600299840819</id><published>2009-12-09T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:59:48.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IBSM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Woohoo! I got selected to go for the International Business Study Mission to China and Hongkong! Oh my goodness! I’m so elated! :D &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Finally! I get a chance to step into Hongkong! I have always wanted to go there ever since I was a small girl! I will finally be able to converse in my favourite dialect, Cantonese and I will be able to breathe in the air of Hongkong! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;In addition to all these goodies, I will be able to shop in the clothing shop, H&amp;amp;M! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hmmm… I’m going to use this opportunity to see if I really want to work overseas (: A part of me really wants to go overseas to work, to get away from Singapore for 6 months. But to be able to just survive on my own and be independent in a foreign country seems like a daring challenge. I don’t want to leave my home country just for internship. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Okay, switching topics, I’m just going to do some ranting on my favourite food! Haha! I love my &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;peanut butter&lt;/b&gt; with everything! I seriously think I’m going crazy over my consumption of peanut butter. I eat it with muesli bars, cookies, apples and prunes. Prunes and peanut butter? You may be wondering what kind of combination is that. I agree with you! But it’s totally delicious! :D &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;My other favourite food is &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;pork floss&lt;/b&gt;! I can eat pork floss with any staple food. I’ll fry my rice with mix vegetables, chicken rice mix and add a whole lot of pork floss! I’ll drench my chicken soup with pork floss. I’ll eat my silken tofu with pork floss. I’ll spread condensed milk on my multigrain bread and toss in some pork floss on top of the toasted bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Gosh, I still remember Amelia’s recommendation of the pork floss biscuits in Bangkok! I had actually intended to save a packet of pork floss crackers for my family, but I ended up devouring everything while watching a Hongkong drama serial. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;:D All right, I better get back to my revision. I can’t wait to go for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swissotel Christmas Buffet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; with the Bangkok group! I will finally be able to eat a TURKEY! I’ve never eaten a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;turkey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; before! Also, hopefully, I will be able to try the Christmas drink, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;eggnog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;? I heard about the goodness of an eggnog! Also, I hope to get my hands on the Christmas log cake! I’ve only eaten log cake once in my entire life and I feel so ecstatic just by seeing log cakes! I wonder if they have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green Tea flavoured Christmas log cakes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’ll end my musings here!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/3625480973048564906-2218917600299840819?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/2218917600299840819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=2218917600299840819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2218917600299840819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2218917600299840819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/12/ibsm.html' title='IBSM!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-2799183659914528781</id><published>2009-11-26T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:51:06.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it comes to baking, you just need a little more patience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Woo, I recently got hooked to baking again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Initially, I just wanted to bake carrot cake, as I chanced upon the recipe in Women’s Weekly. I remembered that my bestie (Bangala!) loves carrot cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apple Decoration for my Carrot Cake :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5Jq1qcbYI/AAAAAAAAASI/fFy8RpLaPuA/s320/DSC03233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Popcorn Robot loves Carrot Cake! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5Jqvb8n_I/AAAAAAAAASA/9kis3z-rLgM/s320/DSC03236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;The recipe was unusually healthy. There was no need for butter but it was replaced with vegetable oil. Instead of using plain flour, I decided to use the healthy wholemeal flour! This is a live example of girls and their obsession with healthy ingredients to bake/cook unhealthy food. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Anyways, wholemeal flour is recommended to replace plain flour. Substitute maybe ½ a cup of plain flour for wholemeal flour. Wholemeal flour is not only healthy, but it gives a nutty flavour to cookies or cakes. As I only had one egg in my fridge, I could only make 3 ramekins of carrot cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Surprisingly, my second attempt of making a cake turned out well. Why was it a surprise to me? Because I tried making wholemeal banana cake for the first attempt and it failed miserably. My sister and my mom were so pleased with the carrot cake that they wanted more. But there was only 3 ramekins. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;So, I decided to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/bakebakebake/"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/bakebakebake/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:6.5pt;color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;as recommended by Women’s Weekly for people who simply love baking. That community is simply such a joy such for me! As a amateur in baking, I cannot follow these hard recipes by renowned chefs. But the recipes stated in this community were quite simple. I managed to source for easy recipes but sounded astonishingly delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;As I had no egg or butter in my fridge, I had to source for recipes that did not need these ingredients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;I managed to find the recipe for my favourite cheesecake, which is tofu cheesecake! (: This tofu cheesecake is healthy as instead of using cheese or oreo cookies, it uses tofu as a top substitute. I managed to bake granola biscuits as the base of my cheesecake. Sounds healthy, right? (: Instead of using sugar, I used honey as it is a better substitute. The tofu cheesecake was relatively easy to make as I only need to blend the stated ingredients and pour it on top of my granola biscuit base (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tofu Cheesecake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5OKeq-yzI/AAAAAAAAASo/D_Khtbzx91w/s320/DSC03245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;Fruit Paradise Decoration For my Tofu Cheesecake!&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5OK9x_6UI/AAAAAAAAASw/dFpUfzvyrPk/s320/DSC03247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;Fruity Sunshine Rays Tofu Cheesecake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5OLMUjOBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3MYUwQxVTUE/s320/DSC03250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;Also, I managed to do a batch of raisin cookies. Initially, I got quite turned off by the idea of putting soya milk as one of the ingredients. Last time for the first attempt of the wholemeal banana cake, I used soya milk, as the result was horrible as the oil from the soya milk could not blend in well with the cake and the texture of the banana cake was not moist but hard because the soya milk could not give the cake a creamy feel. Anyhow, I did my batch of raisin cookies and once again, voila! It was crispy on the outside and moist in the inside! I loved the raisin cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;cookies with sunmaid raisin sunshine! :D&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5JrQ6fekI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mf22UuwBds4/s320/DSC03237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5Jrz9aPvI/AAAAAAAAASY/8okC8v7whAs/s320/DSC03240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;I tried to make another batch of cookies, oatmeal cookies as well as jam cookies. The oatmeal cookies tasted rather bland and a little difficult to chew as I did not use the instant oats but I used the wholegrain oats which needed a longer time to bake. The jam in the middle section of the cookie gave it a sweet taste to it, however, it was not cloyingly sweet but it tasted just nice. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jam And Oatmeal Cookies (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5JsKh43vI/AAAAAAAAASg/9WTn4KTb5aM/s320/DSC03241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;All these recipes also suited my dad’s palates as he has diabetes and the ingredients used were not granulated sugar or castor sugar but honey or brown sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;If I could have a dream, I would love to be a stay-home mom and bake for my family! HAHA! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/3625480973048564906-2799183659914528781?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/2799183659914528781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=2799183659914528781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2799183659914528781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2799183659914528781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-it-comes-to-baking-you-just-need.html' title='when it comes to baking, you just need a little more patience.'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/Sw5Jq1qcbYI/AAAAAAAAASI/fFy8RpLaPuA/s72-c/DSC03233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-6969618836507913433</id><published>2009-11-20T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:08:29.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Today, as I was sorting out my 2008 and 2009 photos. It was seriously astonishing how people change! The changes are due to their appearances as well as their characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who often appeared in my 2008 photos but have yet disappeared when the New Year (2009) began. Yet, there are people who have remained during the both years. In addition to the 2009 collection, there were new faces whom I’ve tried hard to keep in contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me how the friends whom I was not even close with during the secondary school years are my good friends during these polytechnic years. Even though we belonged to the same school (SCGS), the classes were probably in close proximity, but yet, our paths never crossed till we entered into polytechnic. Example of these friends are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Xinyan, Zhiying and Audrie&lt;/span&gt;. Although we did not belong in the same polytechnics or junior colleges, we were closer than we were during the SCGS times.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zhiying and i (2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwarlFiWAMI/AAAAAAAAARA/91rqHG8RBOw/s320/DSC00432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zhiying and i(2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwarldmVGoI/AAAAAAAAARI/q4DHrqvDPG8/s320/9626_158850546428_563311428_2967516_2637866_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also fascinating that I’ve still managed to keep in contact with some friends ever since primary and secondary school. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jazreel&lt;/span&gt;…my primary 2 hello kitty friend. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yvonne&lt;/span&gt;, my primary 4 friend, we created this campfire which was made of straws for our first primary 4 project. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abigail&lt;/span&gt;, my desert buddy as well as Saturday Morning Walks buddy.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gloria&lt;/span&gt;, my big sister who has always been there for me since the day I met her. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt;, this funny valentine's day dinner girl as well as bangkok FACEB buddy! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Angela&lt;/span&gt;, whoooo, this best friend of mine.. there were so many struggles and differences we faced during the NCC days, but we’ve really persevered till today (: I still remember the day when Angela and I were separated. When she was posted to St. Andrews Junior College and I went to Serangoon Junior College, we spent many hours crying on the phone, I was sitting in my room and she was crying at her house car park area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;abigail and i(beginning of 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwavtsjIUuI/AAAAAAAAARw/Z8qTGcs1QKY/s320/DSC02492.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;abigail and i (end of 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwavtxyjkjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/G-Nw2ByYQdI/s320/DSC03099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amelia, jazreel and i (2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwauSrexokI/AAAAAAAAARg/Ia7YJfHfNlM/s320/14+feb+2008!.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amelia, jazreel and i (2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwauS5O4IwI/AAAAAAAAARo/I68l8AhfWio/s320/7928_158495946097_623921097_3573484_2417823_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;angela, emily and i (2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwatXhWT4BI/AAAAAAAAARQ/o6gyPGXe59M/s320/DSC00242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;angela and i (2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwatX-t4YRI/AAAAAAAAARY/aqmRGMd0usI/s320/10729_180930873571_509278571_3828728_6708585_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not these friends last till the day I breathe my last breath, I’m not exactly sure myself. But they were definitely friends that were blessed by God. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-6969618836507913433?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/6969618836507913433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=6969618836507913433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/6969618836507913433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/6969618836507913433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SwarlFiWAMI/AAAAAAAAARA/91rqHG8RBOw/s72-c/DSC00432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-8014882084775992498</id><published>2009-11-06T19:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:42:37.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love For Food</title><content type='html'>This is about my ravings about deserts and other food. I just came back from breakfast at Shunfu Mart with my dad and sister. I tried the abacus yam balls, it was $3 a plate! What a rip-off. The mushroom pieces weren’t big enough for the juices to penetrate into the mushrooms, but yet at the same time, the yam balls were smooth and tasty though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my dissatisfaction about my breakfast, (breakfast is the meal where I happily gorge myself) I decided to try oneh oneh from “Bake Fresh” by Tina Sum as well as the egg tarts. I think I have a fetish for egg tarts. Be it Portuguese egg tarts or the normal bright yellow ones, whenever my eyes are fixed on them, I just have to taste them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first comment about the oneh oneh. At first, I had my doubts about it, as it had looked pathetically small. The tag in front of the oneh oneh stated “3 for $1”, I asked the shopowner if it was tasty, she smiled at me and nodded her head. I thought to myself, “Since I had asked such a rhetorical question, I have to purchase it now.” So, it was more of an unwilling purchase by a reluctant customer. I also bought the cute bright yellow egg tart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to leave the egg tart alone first and devour the oneh oneh. I had wanted to leave the best for the last. I bit into the green ball with white coconut around it. It tasted good. It was succulent and the brown sauce was flowing down my throat in a satisfying manner. Initially, I wanted to save the other 2 for my project work later. But temptation had set in and I finished them off. Next up was the egg tart. Much to my disappointment, the crust wasn’t crispy and the egg filling was not cloyingly sweet. Not that I like my egg filling to be too sugary, but it just did not have much sweet taste to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s nearly impossible to find a good egg tart in Singapore though. Although, I had eaten one at the Takashimaya food fair. It had cost me $2 a piece but yet, the crust was thick and crispy and the egg filling was moist and sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could choose, I would rather have deserts as my regular meals. But that is if provided I do not balloon up after the sweet main courses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a few weeks ago, I met up with Abigail to eat at Miss Clarity’s Café at Purvis Street. We ordered the caramel steamer, banana tart, mud ooze, bread and butter pudding as well as rhum baba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caramel steamer was nothing to boast about. But the banana tart was simply gorgeous. The tart was baked to a beautiful brown colour and the heat from the baked tart and bananas combined with the cold vanilla ice cream was the greatest match ever. It’s still my most favourite desert to date. Abigail and I could not stop “ooh”-ing and “aah”-ing at the deserts. We set our eyes on the mud ooze, which was literally oozing out chocolate from the chocolate brownie. Once the vanilla ice cream and the mud ooze goes into your mouth, you can immediately feel the sensation of happiness going down into your stomach. The ice cream immediately melts into your mouth, mixing together with the chocolate. The last desert we were impressed with was the bread and butter pudding, which was Abigail’s favourite. I loved how moist the desert was. Especially when we ate the pudding together with the special sauce, the combination of the two was good for our palates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desert that I was looking forward to but was deeply disappointed was the Rhum Baba. It looked great, it had two creamish white cakes with light brown sides and cream with berries coulisse. I suppose it could only satisfy the prepubescent, it showed goodness but tasted really weird. The cakes were rock hard and the cream was not cold. In addition, the sugar syrup that drenched the cakes was awful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, the deserts from Miss Clarity’s were great. Next up, we went to search for the famous “Food For Thought” which was near Purvis Street. We opened the doors and the whole cosy café was filled with the aroma of baked pizzas. Although Abigail and I were only searching for deserts, the pizzas were tempting enough. The boss at the café was a nice gentleman who offered his advice on which deserts we should choose. I was enticed by the red velvet cake with cream cheese. But as we decided we wanted something different, we left the café but felt guilty due to the boss’ nice attitude towards his customers. Abigail and I made a pact to go back and patronise that place next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jidechi and decided to order their favourite desert, durian Puree served with fresh durian. Although the desert suited our palates, but perhaps we had previously stuffed ourselves too much, hence the durian puree was unable to satisfy both of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deserts were made for mankind to get pleasure from. Hopefully, I can get my hands on the red velvet cake with cream cheese soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-8014882084775992498?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/8014882084775992498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=8014882084775992498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8014882084775992498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8014882084775992498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-love-for-food.html' title='My Love For Food'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-2386310064341087355</id><published>2009-10-25T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:35:05.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God - the One who was there, is there, and will always be there for me :D</title><content type='html'>As this new semester begins, I find myself getting hit by obstacles after obstacles. Despite the first few challenges faced, I find God’s comfort in these friendship challenges. But truly to God’s grace, because of these cold wars, my friend was able to see God’s love through me. I really feel that I’ve made a difference in someone’s life! At least I didn’t just go through my poly years without impacting anyone. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I’ve gotten for the past semesters should be the past… I have to look forward and trust God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But forget all that – it is nothing compared to what I am going to do. For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun. Do you not see it?” Isaiah 43: 18 &amp; 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, God’s promises are my armour and shield! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulties, you will not drown…” Isaiah 43: 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time when a new semester begins, I find myself picking up the pieces from the past semester. I begin to wonder what was it I did right for the previous semester to be able to get good grades. Somehow or another, the pieces of the puzzle start to form a picture and I am finally able to see that it’s God’s net that is the one who catches me whenever I fall and rebounds me back to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who am I by Casting Crowns&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth &lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name &lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt &lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star &lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way &lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am &lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done &lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done &lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading &lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean &lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind &lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling &lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling &lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am &lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin &lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love and watch me rise again &lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea &lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain &lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo~ I love this song a lot… It begins to remind me that I am nothing without God. Humans are forgetful people by nature… I need constant reminder to go back to God with gratitude for all the things that He has done for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But I am like an olive tree, thriving in the house of God. I will always trust in God’s unfailing love. I will praise you forever, O God, for what You have done…” Psalm 52 : 8 &amp; 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Okay, moving on to another topic… Today was the first time I spoke to Sister Cassie! She’s down-to-earth and a really sweet person. I feel really glad that she’s getting engaged despite everything that the couple has gone through. What doesn’t kill you will only make you stronger. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I’m on the topic of love, I shall ponder upon what happened recently… (okay, I’m relieved and glad that no one reads my blog.) How does one feel when the person you have liked before has a partner? I mean… regardless of whether the feelings have faded or are still evidently there… there is a pinch, right? Suddenly, I feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God!!! Please remind me that You are the only One that lasts forever. Love? No! Concentrate on God. I’ve managed to convince myself that it is not possible for anyone (or at least anyone I liked) to have interest in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sad as it sounds, there are some perks to singlehood (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says in 1 Cor 7:34&lt;br /&gt;“In the same way, a woman who is no longer married or has never been married can be devoted to the Lord and holy in body and in spirit.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say, God has planned someone for each and every one of His children. But… I guess, I am different. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all people who are having partners! I believe love does exist, but apparently, it cannot be found in mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless people like me who are single! 1 Cor 7 : 35 “I am saying this for your benefit, not to place restrictions on you. I want you to do whatever will help you serve the Lord best, with as few distractions as possible.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal Thiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the bright side of life, Thiang Pi Pa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-2386310064341087355?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/2386310064341087355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=2386310064341087355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2386310064341087355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2386310064341087355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-one-who-was-there-is-there-and-will.html' title='God - the One who was there, is there, and will always be there for me :D'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-1952110758883727840</id><published>2009-10-13T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:24:00.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Titleless-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O Holy Night - MercyMe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining, &lt;br /&gt;It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. &lt;br /&gt;Long lay the world in sin and error pining. &lt;br /&gt;Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its worth. &lt;br /&gt;A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, &lt;br /&gt;For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. &lt;br /&gt;Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices! &lt;br /&gt;O night divine, the night when Christ was born; &lt;br /&gt;O night, O Holy Night , O night divine! &lt;br /&gt;O night, O Holy Night , O night divine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this song was randomly played on my iTunes, my memories went back to the Christmas session my cell celebrated together. Many things have happened ever since then. There are the things that should have happened and things that should not have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to think of how to put them into words… Have these different occurrences cause me to be disappointed? Yes, they have. Sometimes, when all these different battles come, there is a tendency to forget who God is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet, God reminds me once again… “ ‘I am the Alpha and the Omega – the beginning and the end.’ says the Lord God. ‘I am the one who is, who always was, and who is still to come – the Almighty One.’ ” Rev 1:9  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many trials may come, dryness… not knowing what to do next for God… stuck in the same place and waiting… But these two songs taught me something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Heart of Worship – Hillsong United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the music fades&lt;br /&gt;all is stripped away&lt;br /&gt;and i simply come&lt;br /&gt;longing just to bring&lt;br /&gt;something that's of worth&lt;br /&gt;that will bless your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll bring you more than a song&lt;br /&gt;for a song in itself&lt;br /&gt;is not what you have required&lt;br /&gt;you search much deeper within&lt;br /&gt;through the way things appear&lt;br /&gt;you're looking into my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;br /&gt;and it's all about you&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Lord for the things i've made it&lt;br /&gt;when it's all about you&lt;br /&gt;it's all about you, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King of endless worth&lt;br /&gt;no one could express&lt;br /&gt;how much you deserve&lt;br /&gt;though i'm weak and poor&lt;br /&gt;all i have is yours&lt;br /&gt;every single breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of this verse&lt;br /&gt;“…I am the one who searches out the thoughts and intentions of every person…” Rev 2: 23&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, not everything that I do may be excellent from a human’s perspective. But as long as I put in my best for God, that is all that He needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Offer My Life – Don Moen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am, all that I have&lt;br /&gt;I lay them down before you, oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;All my regrets, all my acclaims&lt;br /&gt;The joy and the pain, I'm making them yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I offer my life to you&lt;br /&gt;Everything I've been through&lt;br /&gt;Use it for your glory&lt;br /&gt;Lord I offer my days to you&lt;br /&gt;Lifting my praise to you&lt;br /&gt;As a pleasing sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Lord I offer you my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in the past, things yet unseen&lt;br /&gt;Wishes and dreams that are yet to come true&lt;br /&gt;All of my heart, alll of my praise&lt;br /&gt;My heart and my hands are lifted to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I offer my life to you&lt;br /&gt;Everything I've been through&lt;br /&gt;Use it for your glory&lt;br /&gt;Lord I offer my days to you&lt;br /&gt;Lifting my praise to you&lt;br /&gt;As a pleasing sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Lord I offer you my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we give&lt;br /&gt;That you have not given?&lt;br /&gt;And what do we have&lt;br /&gt;That is not already yours?&lt;br /&gt;All we possess&lt;br /&gt;Are these lives we're living&lt;br /&gt;That's what we give to you, Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-1952110758883727840?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/1952110758883727840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=1952110758883727840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1952110758883727840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1952110758883727840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/10/titleless.html' title='-Titleless-'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-3722500899322408981</id><published>2009-10-07T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:06:19.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Cream Puff</title><content type='html'>Once about a time, there lived a little cream puff.  One day, the cream puff cream gets sucked up by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the cream, can the little cream puff still be called a cream puff? No. It will just be called a puff. The cream is what makes the cream puff special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little cream puff went to find the maker, the creator, of the cream puffs to ask for cream. But the little cream puff just couldn’t find the maker. It hopped everywhere. It went to cake lane, it ran to doughnut road, it skipped to sugar roll street. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little cream puff got really tired. It sat on the road and started crying. It thought to itself, “maker…maker…where are you? I need you so desperately.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, it felt someone scooping it into his hands. It was the maker! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maker said, “little cream puff, I was with you all along. I am still with you. But you were searching for me at all the wrong places. Why didn’t you go back to the cream puff house to find me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little cream puff was brought back to the cream puff house and was refilled with custard cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are more cream puffs out there that are still searching for the maker at all the wrong places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little cream puffs, ask your creator to fill in more cream for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OH YOU BRING – HILLSONG UNITED&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you bring hope to the hopeless&lt;br /&gt;And light to those in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;And death to life, now I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you give peace to the restless&lt;br /&gt;And joy to homes that are broken&lt;br /&gt;I see you now, in you I'm found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you open the door for me&lt;br /&gt;And you lay down your life to set me free&lt;br /&gt;All that I am will serve you lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you fill those who are empty&lt;br /&gt;And rescue those in the valley&lt;br /&gt;And through it all you calm my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now you find me in my weakness&lt;br /&gt;And heal the wounds of my heartache&lt;br /&gt;And worship for you in spirit and truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you open the door for me&lt;br /&gt;And you lay down your life to set me free&lt;br /&gt;All that I am will serve you lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you open my eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;All the wondering all of christ in me&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you're everything I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Worship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All honor&lt;br /&gt;All glory&lt;br /&gt;All praise to you (repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you open the door for me&lt;br /&gt;And you lay down your life to set me free&lt;br /&gt;All that I am will serve you lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you open my eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;All the wondering all of christ in me&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you're everything I need&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-3722500899322408981?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/3722500899322408981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=3722500899322408981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3722500899322408981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3722500899322408981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-cream-puff.html' title='Little Cream Puff'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-8978351144898562766</id><published>2009-09-29T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:16:16.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>Love is a word that is often misused by people. There are many interpretations for this word. Recently, I had a dream regarding this topic on love. Yes, I agree that it feels good to be loved. But I feel that love with the opposite gender will make you feel euphoric one moment and the next moment, you’re deep in the pits. I consider that it’s a similar case as a person who has been diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Ughhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends who are attached always encourage me to never get attach. I feel that it’s quite hilarious whenever they tell me that, since it is quite ironic. Anyways, I managed to convince myself that I will never be able to find a partner. I will probably bore the person to death. Plus, being together with someone requires a person to change. People who are usually merry and cheerful will have a frown plastered on their face whenever they’re in a dilemma of falling in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s another kind of love I’ve discovered, the love to give without expecting any returns. During this semester holidays, I’ve been quite free. Usually whenever I have the long term breaks, I would work part-time jobs so that my mom will be pleased. But this time, I got fired hence I went to do community service to fill the free slots in my schedule. On Mondays, I will go to the Institute of Mental Health to help the patients in their art and craft. This coming Thursday, I will help helping the kindergarten kids. I find this type of love more meaningful than the first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, there is a love that I long to be taken deeper. But yet, I find that there is no longer the desire and passion to chase after Him (my God, my Saviour). I know I’ve disappointed God many times. But yet, He still remembers that I’m His daughter, that I’m still a child of God. I yearn to repay His love…but yet in my heart, the zeal is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal Thiang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-8978351144898562766?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/8978351144898562766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=8978351144898562766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8978351144898562766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8978351144898562766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-3801362172783201845</id><published>2009-09-17T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:59:46.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Amazing September</title><content type='html'>September 2009 is simply the best months of the year (: I can name 6reasons why! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it is the month where I can finally remove my braces!!! AAAAAAHHHH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it is the month where I went on my first overseas trip, taking zee airplane, after more than 12 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I had an amazing time at Bangkok with the FACEB clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, God has blessed me with a job at Miss Clarity Café. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifthly, I will be getting my Foochow Association Award. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixthly, I got my results back, which has been blessed by God. GPA = 4.0, 4As with Distinctions. Just when I thought I would do badly for this semester because I had study the bare minimum for each of the examination paper as well as I was extremely distracted with the preparations for the Bangkok trip, but God has amazed me with His power (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Marketing (PMKT) examination paper was the worst paper I have ever had. I had spent 1 hour on the first PMKT question as the invigilator had made many noises and movements and caused me distracted. I wanted to cry because I simply had no time for the rest of my other 3 questions. I hyperventilated during the paper because I was so nervous and scared that I will do badly. After the paper, I teared at home but I surrendered the paper to God. During my periods of anxiety, God had told me in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Psalms 121: 1-2 “I look up to the mountains – does my help come from there? My help comes from the Lord who made Heavens and the earth.”&lt;/span&gt; I got an A for that paper (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Communications 2, there was no examination paper for this subject but during the first table topic test, I was so nervous, I couldn’t think straight. The following week for my second table topic test, God had reminded me of my most favourite verse. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Isaiah 41:10 “Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”&lt;/span&gt; With such great encouragement from God, I was able to stand in front of the class and deliver my speech with confidence. However, I never expect myself to get an A, lest an AD. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For French, I seriously thought I would fail this subject because I felt that I couldn’t enunciate any of the foreign language words. I battled with the difficulty of writing French as well. But God had surprised me with an AD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went back to my TAWG on 21st August 2009, I read what I wrote. God spoke to me on the bus after my Finance International Trade paper. I had just finished my first examination paper and God told me that even before I ask God for help, He already knows I need help. Even if I don’t request for His help, He will help me no matter what. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Matt 7:9-11 “You parents – if your children ask for a loaf of bread, do you give them a stone instead? Or if they ask for a fish, do you give them a snake? Of course not! So if you sinful people know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask Him.” &lt;/span&gt;An effective prayer is having a childlike faith to believe God hears your prayer and trusting that He will help you simply because He wants the best for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, after receiving my results and feeling elated, God reminded me that I have to work equally hard to get into the Kingdom of God. Results, achievements and awards do not matter at the end of the day. Ultimately, I’m still running the race for God. Spending the rest of my days in the courts of God is my main goal. (: Everything that I achieve on earth is nothing compared to the days where I enter Heaven and spend the rest of my life with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezeelmomeezel, &lt;br /&gt;Cereeeeal loves Christ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-3801362172783201845?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/3801362172783201845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=3801362172783201845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3801362172783201845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3801362172783201845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-amazing-september.html' title='My Amazing September'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-4295235969797343792</id><published>2009-09-10T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:04:16.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful and Fellowship</title><content type='html'>Hello, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, God has been teaching me about remaining faithful and remaining in fellowship with God. Yes, it is easy to get salvation because Jesus has already done the work for us. But it is ultimately up to us to maintain it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad when you see believers who think they love God based on their weekly church attendance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how a pen ink fades away in a book after a long while, will our names fade away from the Book of Life if we do not maintain a close relationship with God? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 2: 24, 25, 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you must remain faithful to what you have been taught from the beginning. If you do, you will remain in fellowship with the Son and with the Father. And in this fellowship, we enjoy the eternal life He promised us.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“…Remain in fellowship with Christ so that when He returns, you will be full of courage and not shrink back in shame.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also sad to know that there are some believers who suddenly leave church because they feel tired or burnt out. When we are tired, isn’t God our only source of strength? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we leave church, thinking that it’s time to take a break or we will get recharge after a break from church? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you fall, ask God for His hand. Don’t pick yourself up on your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-4295235969797343792?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/4295235969797343792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=4295235969797343792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4295235969797343792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4295235969797343792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/09/faithful-and-fellowship.html' title='Faithful and Fellowship'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-8374380295963291729</id><published>2009-09-07T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:48:14.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster</title><content type='html'>Last week was an amazing week for me, because I WENT TO BANGKOK!!! It was my first time sitting in the airplane after more than 10 years. I’ve always had the fear of taking aeroplanes, because, when I was young, I took an airplane to Indonesia with my family and my ears were so pain that I ran to the door and wanted to open the door to get out.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The airplane flights were really scary!!! But Amelia, Brandon, Edwin and Chuan Fa were really good people to travel with (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia gave me a lot of fashion advice as well as helped me to bargain because I always end up getting bullied by the shop owners. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this Bangkok experience, I realized many good qualities of these 3 guys .(I doubt I would personally say these to them, otherwise, they will get big heads) They were patient, gentlemanly, respectful and… All in all, they are the type of guys that cannot be found in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I came back from Bangkok, I had a big major shocking news because I did something wrong in my CCA activity and it had caused a big chaos. Sigh. God will help me solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day after I came back from Bangkok, I started my first day of work. It was fun and not to mention, the food Miss Clarity Café serves is really delicious! (or rather, smells delicious) I also found out that God had blessed me with this job. On the day that I applied for this job, it was the same day that the counter staff had tendered her resignation due to school attachment. If I had applied a day earlier or later, I wouldn’t have gotten the job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I need to do is to get bands for the FACEB Bangkok friends (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACEB. (FA.AME.CHER.EDWI.BRANDO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl Thiang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-8374380295963291729?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/8374380295963291729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=8374380295963291729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8374380295963291729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8374380295963291729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/09/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller Coaster'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-908068046162697924</id><published>2009-07-26T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:11:46.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my 3 days of spiritual empowerment (:</title><content type='html'>This week was one of the most unexpected happening weeks for me! (: I had a list of church activities lined up for me from Friday to Sunday. Initially, I hesitated on going for all of them. But God helped me manage my time well that I was able to go for these events. It was an amazing 3 days of spiritual empowerment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I had SP empowerment in church. I learnt about dealing with disappointment and disillusionment. It was very timely indeed. Considering what had happened in my family recently. Refocusing my eyes on God’s covenant and character are very important things that keep my hope alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I went for the The Zone – Hillsongs United Concert (thank you, Brandon. Even though he won’t be reading this.) It was an amazing praise and worship experience that will never be forgotten. This experience is indeed very different from the ones we have in IGNYTE. Yes, the music by the worship ministry is excellent, but the peoples’ energy is completely different. I’m unsure if it was a hype thing that was going on in the concert. But I know that the pastor’s preaching changed it all. Yes indeed, Singaporeans, especially my generation, are lured into temptations after temptations set up by the devil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I went for PTF, Tenet class as well as service. Ah, all of them were wonderful experiences. There was a change in the atmosphere of the PTF members and I was so excited at the sudden change. It must have been God had spoken to Brother Andrew about the methods on bringing the PTF members to another intercessory prayer level. God works wonders!!! There is much undiscovered potential in PTF and it is up to the leaders and the members to uncover it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenet class, which is very much coincidentally linked to Saturday’s preaching, is about dating and sexuality. It is obvious that dating is the limelight of all youths. But when dating is for the wrong reasons or dating when you are still insecure about yourself is dangerous. I do appreciate my singlehood. It gives me time to think about who God has planned for me, it allows me to exercise patience. Also, waiting for the perfect man allows God to complete me. I, as well as God, will not allow myself to start dating when I’m not completed by God. It is impossible for me to think that by finding a boyfriend means that I’m completed and a whole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In secondary 4 (before I knew Christ), all my friends knew me as someone who was so anxious to find a boyfriend. I felt so insecure about myself and I wanted that one man to change my insecurity. I wanted that one man to give me love and acceptance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after I knew Christ, the desperation wore off. Yes, I liked a guy from church for 11 months. During those periods, God moulded me. From wanting that guy to notice me, to like me, to say that he liked me, it changed to another kind of motivation that activated my passion for Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can safely say now that I do not like anyone currently as it distracts me from Christ. I have not come to the level whereby I can focus on God as well as a man. Yes, there are sudden feelings that rushes back for the same man (because he is an honourable man of God) but it is better to wait as God has better things waiting for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be experienced in dating. But I do know that courtship is not something to be meddled with. In my opinion, it is dating with an eye to marriage. Marriage? Serious? Why so dramatic? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s just my opinion, craft yours (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During service today, I learnt a lot from Pastor Gerald. Yes, I have experienced God’s love and grace. But now it is time to be like the transformed Nicodemus and stand up for Christ especially when He is being persecuted. Nicodemus went all out for Christ even if it meant losing his popularity, losing his position, losing his achievements and the most important of all, losing his life FOR CHRIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this service, much is unknown about Nicodemus. But there is much to learn. Similar to Saturday’s preaching, these small stories in the Bible are overlooked. But when one carefully studies them carefully, s/he finds treasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Nicodemus practiced what God said in a verse, “I will show you what it’s like when someone comes to Me, listens to My teaching and then follows it. It is like a person building a house who digs deep and lays a foundation on solid rock. When the floodwaters rise and break against that house, it stands firm because it is well built.” Luke 6:47-48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezemomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-908068046162697924?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/908068046162697924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=908068046162697924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/908068046162697924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/908068046162697924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-3-days-of-spiritual-empowerment.html' title='my 3 days of spiritual empowerment (:'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-26525539337497130</id><published>2009-07-20T05:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T05:49:42.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rev 21:4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There will be a day – Jeremy Camp&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on to this world with everything I have &lt;br /&gt;But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that trys to grab &lt;br /&gt;The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth, &lt;br /&gt;that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings &lt;br /&gt;That there will be a place with no more suffering &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears &lt;br /&gt;There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face &lt;br /&gt;But until that day, we’ll hold on to you always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the journey seems so long &lt;br /&gt;You feel your walking on your own &lt;br /&gt;But there has never been a step &lt;br /&gt;Where you’ve walked out all alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubled soul don’t lose your heart &lt;br /&gt;Cause joy and peace he brings &lt;br /&gt;And the beauty that’s in store &lt;br /&gt;Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’ve lived for always will wipe away the sorrow that I’ve faced &lt;br /&gt;To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery this is why this is why I sing….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears &lt;br /&gt;There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day, He’ll wipe away the stains, He’ll wipe away the tears, He’ll wipe away the tears…..there will be a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of the most tiring days of July. But God never fails to remind me of His goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, right now, I may face endless tears that never goes dry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God promises, Rev 21:4, “God will wipe every tear from their eyes and there will be no more death, or sorrow, or crying, or pain. All these things will be gone forever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-26525539337497130?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/26525539337497130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=26525539337497130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/26525539337497130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/26525539337497130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-will-be-day-jeremy-camp-i-try-to.html' title='Rev 21:4'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-9112882154568469732</id><published>2009-07-19T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:33:32.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed with God? Don't be. [:</title><content type='html'>During the 18th to the 22nd of every month, it is always the most tiring week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month, I broke down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a post-it plastered on my wall above my table. It says, “God will not let anything happen to us in our life unless He has a good purpose for it. Trust God with your circumstances!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all these disappointments, God had shown me a light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 11:13 &amp; 16 &lt;br /&gt;“All these people died still believing what God had promised them. They did not receive what was promised, but they saw it all from a distance and welcome it… But they were looking for a better place, a Heavenly Homeland. That is why God is not ashamed to be called their God, for He has prepared a city for them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though circumstances never seem to be improving, the people in the bible embraced the tough future. Don’t dwell too much on the earthly promises that it causes you to rely on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself, “What’s the point of having these promises if it causes your relationship with God to deteriorate?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever something has caused you to be disappointed with God, know that you’re just a foreigner on earth, and you have a heavenly prize waiting for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite verse that has carried me through since O levels (:&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 41:10 lays 5 promises that we should hold deeply in our hearts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Fear not, for God is with You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Be not dismayed, for He is your God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) God will strengthen you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Yes, He will help you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) He will uphold you with your righteous right hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all else, in every season, in every trouble and circumstance, He is still God, you have a reason to sing and worship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-9112882154568469732?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/9112882154568469732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=9112882154568469732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/9112882154568469732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/9112882154568469732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/07/untitled-by-pettyd-featuring-american.html' title='Disappointed with God? Don&apos;t be. [:'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-2465248664675895333</id><published>2009-07-15T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:42:34.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>please give me a new revelation..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;On December 2008, I listed four things I wanted to do for God on my desktop, or promises that God had told me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Things for God: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Play guitar for God&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Water baptism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Prayer Task Force Leader&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Spiritual Parent&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;All four things have been accomplished. But I ask myself, is it the right time? I asked Taby if I became an SP at the right time, because I really didn’t feel that it’s a good timing at all. Taby’s reply was, “I think it’s the perfect timing.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hopefully it really is. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;After all these things for God are done, I feel as though there’s nothing left for me to pursue. I’m asking God to give me a new revelation or promise soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Cereal &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/3625480973048564906-2465248664675895333?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/2465248664675895333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=2465248664675895333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2465248664675895333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2465248664675895333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/07/please-give-me-new-revelation.html' title='please give me a new revelation..'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-5164437110466607523</id><published>2009-07-12T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:36:41.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ughh. i just spent my entire Sunday afternoon and night researching on fashion. the bad part is... all these research won't be added to my GPA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i have to seriously get out of this addiction mode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a fetish for sweet pink items (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SloPKN-E3tI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TClEyyzHXXM/s1600-h/3693754680_e41d757e7e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SloPKN-E3tI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TClEyyzHXXM/s320/3693754680_e41d757e7e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357611374933761746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;credits to: voguefemme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i simply adore the pink ballerina pumps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully, i can find the western fashion styles in bangkok as well as kuala lumpur. because it's too expensive and not financial advisable for me to fly off to australia or america to find these street styles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone, throw a bag of gold in front of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kidding. okay, focus. focus on more important things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have 2 tests this week. God, pour Your blessings on this girl who wasted her day away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-5164437110466607523?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/5164437110466607523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=5164437110466607523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5164437110466607523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5164437110466607523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/07/ughh.html' title=''/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/SloPKN-E3tI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TClEyyzHXXM/s72-c/3693754680_e41d757e7e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-3831342592426035898</id><published>2009-07-10T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:44:55.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>die-hard shopping habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Rotaract Induction and Installation was over yesterday. I didn’t contribute much to the preparations, I must admit. But during the registration period, it was seriously hectic and my alphabets were so jumbled up that I had difficulty spelling the members’ names. That certainly amused them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I finally received my Rotaract name cards. It makes me sound oh-so-professional (: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’m finally done with my Marketing Project as well as Mai’s America Movie Review for my intercultural communication lesson. It’s about a Vietnamese girl who goes to America to further her college and university education. She tries very hard to fit into the American culture and hence experiencing a downward spiral of emotions. I must say, I bow in admiration to those who are able to go to a foreign country alone to study. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I seriously cannot wait for this 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; semester to end! In September, I’m going KL with my sister for a few days and in December, I will be going to Bangkok with Jazreel and Meiping. I haven’t taken an airplane in over 12 years? Wish me luckk. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;This brings me down to my next point, MONEY. I have to start earning money so that I can spend it on my KL and Bangkok trips! I have to stop shopping in Singapore, since almost everything in imported from Thailand, Hongkong, Korea and more. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’m dying to go to New York to shop! I was talking to Angela and she was saying that during the sale periods in America, all the big sizes were normally sold out and the Asian sizes are left on the clothes rack. This is so opposite for clothes boutiques in Singapore. All the size 8 and 10 are normally sold out. Pshh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Singapore girls are seriously getting skinnier. This is frightening. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’m signing off here. I have to rush through my International Trade Project.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;br /&gt;Cereal &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/3625480973048564906-3831342592426035898?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/3831342592426035898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=3831342592426035898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3831342592426035898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3831342592426035898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/07/die-hard-shopping-habits.html' title='die-hard shopping habits'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-8594960688548366477</id><published>2009-06-10T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:04:26.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a light to guide the nations</title><content type='html'>Isaiah 42: 6-7&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I, the Lord, have called you to demonstrate My righteousness. I will take you by hand and guard you, and I will give you to My people, Israel, as a symbol of my covenant with them. And you will be a light to guide the nations. You will open the eyes of the blind. You will free the captives from prison, releasing those who sit in dark dungeons."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amen. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-8594960688548366477?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/8594960688548366477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=8594960688548366477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8594960688548366477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8594960688548366477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/06/light-to-guide-nations.html' title='a light to guide the nations'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-3021132375619533715</id><published>2009-06-02T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:05:51.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going to let my light shine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(133, 133, 133); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;h2 style="display: inline; font-size: 14px; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Tahoma; color: rgb(133, 133, 133); font-weight: 800; font-style: normal; "&gt;Hillsong Kids - Let Your Light Shine Lyrics&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Crep, creep, creep in the dark fear comes to blow out all your lights.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't want you telling everybody that Jesus rules, all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Let your light shine Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Let your light shine Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Let Your light shine and let Jesus shine through you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giant fears are really small when all you see is God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to stand up tall and give a great big shout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared, I'm gonna let my light shine&lt;br /&gt;You're not scared, you're gonna let your light shine&lt;br /&gt;We're not scared, we're gonna let our light shine&lt;br /&gt;Cos Jesus is Lord, and He's gonna let His light shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(133, 133, 133); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i think this song is really cute. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: 'times new roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: 'times new roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;it is similar to matt 5:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;In the same way let your light shine in front of people. Then they will see the good that you do and praise your Father in heaven"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); line-height: 19px;"&gt;cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); line-height: 19px;"&gt;cereal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-3021132375619533715?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/3021132375619533715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=3021132375619533715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3021132375619533715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3021132375619533715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-going-to-let-my-light-shine.html' title='i&apos;m going to let my light shine!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-1530430167081855940</id><published>2009-06-01T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:03:20.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is His command</title><content type='html'>Hillsong - Through It All&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;You are forever in my life&lt;br /&gt;You see me through the seasons&lt;br /&gt;Cover me with Your hand&lt;br /&gt;And lead me in Your righteousness&lt;br /&gt;And I look to You&lt;br /&gt;And I wait on You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing to You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;A hymn of love&lt;br /&gt;For Your faithfulness to me&lt;br /&gt;I’m carried in everlasting arms&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Through it all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;through my difficult times, Lord, i trust that You'll never let me go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"this is my command - be strong and courageous. do not be afraid or discouraged. for the Lord is with you wherever you go." &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;joshua 1:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, yes I will help you. I will uphold you with my righteous right hand" &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;isaiah 41:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are His promises. IM NOT AFRAID OF THE GIANTS IN MY LIFE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FANG MA GUO LAI BAAAAAA!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because my God will protect me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/3625480973048564906-1530430167081855940?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/1530430167081855940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=1530430167081855940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1530430167081855940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1530430167081855940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/06/hillsong-through-it-all-you-are-forever.html' title='this is His command'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-122775919978029929</id><published>2009-05-27T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:37:14.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to fall in love with You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Love Song for a Saviour - Jars of Clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Someday she'll trust Him &lt;br /&gt;And learn how to see Him &lt;br /&gt;Someday He'll call her &lt;br /&gt;And she will come running &lt;br /&gt;Fall in His arms, the tears will fall down &lt;br /&gt;And she'll pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-122775919978029929?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/122775919978029929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=122775919978029929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/122775919978029929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/122775919978029929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-to-fall-in-love-with-you.html' title='i want to fall in love with You.'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-2362060032123795335</id><published>2009-05-25T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:43:32.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going to make my strong stand.. for God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve encountered many disappointing issues. One of the issues was regarding philandering fools. I can’t... no, I abhor men who can’t seem to draw a boundary with their girl friends. Worse still, I despise men who treat girls like items... they date several girls at one go, trying out to see who is the most suitable for them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I realized, through these disappointing issues, that I’ve grown too comfortable with my CCA friends. I did not make my strong stand for God. Due to this closeness, I asked myself, would I allow myself to conform to these worldly patterns?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was irate about the situation, but at the same time, dismal as well. But as I was praying, I realized that Jesus is control over all situations. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just as how Jesus had loved Judas who had betrayed Him, I shall learn from His grace, mercy and love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Help me to see things in Your perspective, God...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-2362060032123795335?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/2362060032123795335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=2362060032123795335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2362060032123795335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2362060032123795335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-make-my-strong-stand-for.html' title='i&apos;m going to make my strong stand.. for God.'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-8575686501132164772</id><published>2009-05-23T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:07:55.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my love for pasar malam (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woo. I really should consider starting my pastry shop cum drinks stall. HAHA. I just spent 1 and a half hours boiling barley for my family (due to Singapore’s blistering temperatures) My sister commented its one of the best barley drinks she had ever drank. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also, on some days, I would serve my dad black coffee and my mom green tea. -.- You can call me the drinks girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woo. My dream is to set up a bakery stall after I graduate from University (: Many people in the world work just for money alone. When you see their fatigue and stress, you realize it is not worth it at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I rather work for my passion and enjoy what I will be doing for my next 30 years. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ohhh. Do you know I really love Pasar Malams xD there’s one just outside my estate now! You can imagine how elated I feel. WAHAH. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My favourites are the RAMLY BURGER!! AND THE CUP CORN!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really love pasar malams because of the stalls sell unique (and amusing) items. Winnie the pooh alarm clock, sesame street uno cards, funny looking bears and hand puppets, cute pyjamas and the list goes on... But my favourite part is the food!! :D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Roti John, Roti Jala, Muah Chee, Colourful Steam Cakes, many kinds of Sausages (black pepper chicken sausage, char siew sausage, cheese sausage, Taiwan sausage), fried fish fillet, Cotton Candy, Popcorn and many more!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also, the blinding lights coming from the food vendors’ stalls make me feel a little nostalgic. Shunfu estate had only held pasar malam twice. On both occasions, my maid would follow me down and buy the different types of food so that we can try them together. But today, I went down alone, wishing that she was there with me. But i guess not...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What a weird way to end this entry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, God bless! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-8575686501132164772?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/8575686501132164772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=8575686501132164772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8575686501132164772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8575686501132164772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-love-for-pasar-malam.html' title='my love for pasar malam (:'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-3757424329070040948</id><published>2009-05-17T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:29:33.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalelelelololo</title><content type='html'>recently, i keep on breaking several glass items.. firstly, a brand new strawberry jam, then i went to NTUC to buy another type of jam. and i broke the brand new raspberry jam again. -.- yesterday, i broke a cup. aaaand today, i broke another cup whilst spilling my cereal drink on myself ): eesh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling very tired.. im going to have 3 cca meetings this week. monday, thursday and fridays. ughh. i was telling God that, i really desire to be His leader. even if i get a high position in my cca, so what? i don't feel the fulfillment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i believe, if i do God's works, there's such a pleasure and excitement of accomplishing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do know that God has placed me to be a community service director for a reason. so no complaining, cheryl. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoohoo, good news, i think ive finally flee from the infatuation i had for 11 months through God's grace! :D i've been struggling for a long time. but when i surrendered it to God, He took it away from me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we do not have a High Priest who is unable to sympathize with our weakness, but we have One who has been tempted in every way, just as we are - yet was without sin. let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need." (heb 4:15-16)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep my heart pure for God :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wasn't easy. but i know that God wants me to let go of him so that i can focus on God alone and realign my direction back to God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its great to know that this testimony of mine is able to help another church friend of mine. there's this particular sentence i love a lot, "if God is not center of your life, the guy you like would be more of a burden than a blessing."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my favourite phrase goes, cheezelmomeezel!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you all [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-3757424329070040948?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/3757424329070040948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=3757424329070040948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3757424329070040948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3757424329070040948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/05/lalalalelelelololo.html' title='lalalalelelelololo'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-1420269371066449298</id><published>2009-05-08T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:01:41.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you, dad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today, I had lunch with my dad. It’s been a long time since I actually dared to. If I eat with my dad, there must at least be a person accompanying us. (eg. my mother, brother or sister)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My dad is the only person who remembers all my food likes and dislikes. I never appreciated this point until last year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We were talking and he was really proud that I made it into the Director’s List. Initially, he was scolding me for being really lazy in the past and that I had never took my work seriously. But, his tone suddenly changed. He said, “But your mindset suddenly changed. And I don’t know why.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I smiled. (It is true, ever since I rededicated my life to God in August 2007; I suddenly changed from a super lazy student to a girl who worked for her grades. All the teachers and family members noticed that change. But I never expected my dad to notice, since he was never around.) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I never made my dad proud before, it was always my brother that did him proud. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly, there was a hawker that sat on our table. He turned to the hawker and beamed, “This is my daughter. She’s the youngest.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-1420269371066449298?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/1420269371066449298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=1420269371066449298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1420269371066449298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1420269371066449298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-dad.html' title='thank you, dad.'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-953974555362629176</id><published>2009-05-08T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:25:28.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>will i dance for you, Jesus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I can only imagine - mercyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine what it will be like, when I walk by Your side...&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine, what my eyes will see, when Your Face is before me!&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine. I can only imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by Your Glory, what will my heart feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will I dance for you, Jesus? Or in awe of You, be still?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Will I sing 'Hallelujah!'? Will I be able to speak at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine! I can only imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine, when that day comes, when I find myself standing in the Son!&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine, when all I will do, is forever, forever worship You!&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine! I can only imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by Your Glory, what will my heart feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I dance for you, Jesus? Or in awe of You, be still?&lt;br /&gt;Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?&lt;br /&gt;Will I sing 'Hallelujah!'? Will I be able to speak at all?&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine! Yeah! I can only imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Surrounded by Your Glory, what will my heart feel? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I dance for you, Jesus? Or in awe of You, be still?&lt;br /&gt;Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?&lt;br /&gt;Will I sing 'Hallelujah!'? Will I be able to speak at all?&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine! Yeah! I can only imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine! Yeah! I can only imagine!! Only imagine!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can only imagine, when all I do is forever, forever worship You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-953974555362629176?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/953974555362629176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=953974555362629176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/953974555362629176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/953974555362629176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/05/will-i-dance-for-you-jesus.html' title='will i dance for you, Jesus?'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-9070037335800945293</id><published>2009-04-26T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:33:56.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>come home running</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chris tomlin - come home running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh heart of mine, why must you stray?&lt;br /&gt;From one so fair you run away&lt;br /&gt;And one more time you have to pay&lt;br /&gt;The heaviness of needless shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh heart of mine, come back home&lt;br /&gt;You've been too long out on your own&lt;br /&gt;And He's been there all along&lt;br /&gt;Watching for you down the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come home running&lt;br /&gt;His arms are open wide&lt;br /&gt;His name is Jesus&lt;br /&gt;He understands&lt;br /&gt;He is the answer&lt;br /&gt;You are looking for&lt;br /&gt;So come home running&lt;br /&gt;Just as you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh child of God so dearly loved&lt;br /&gt;And ransomed by the Savior's blood&lt;br /&gt;And called by name, Daughter and Son&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in the robe of righteousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come home running&lt;br /&gt;His arms are open wide&lt;br /&gt;His name is Jesus&lt;br /&gt;He understands&lt;br /&gt;He is the answer&lt;br /&gt;You are looking for&lt;br /&gt;So come home running&lt;br /&gt;Just as you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;my friend, jazreel, introduced this song to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;dear friends, if youre looking for comfort. Jesus wants you to come back to Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;come just as you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;He's waiting for you. He knows what you're going through. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3625480973048564906-9070037335800945293?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/9070037335800945293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=9070037335800945293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/9070037335800945293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/9070037335800945293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/04/come-home-running.html' title='come home running'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-571800054043010464</id><published>2009-04-24T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:55:16.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everlasting God. never changing God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everlasting God by Ross Parsley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one thing i know that i have found.. through all the troubles that surrounds.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the rock that never fails.. You never fail.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one thing i know that i believe, through every blessing ive received..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the only one that stays.. You always stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You never change.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Youre the same.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the everlasting God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will remain after the day is gone and things above have past.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everlasting God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this song really touched me because when things dont go right in my life, i still know that God will never change and God is faithful to His promises (psalm 145)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever He has promised me before, it will never change, just because things dont look pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realized that yes, i can depend on my friends for comfort and encouragement. but God is the only one that will stay behind and look after me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: My daughter, everything will be fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Young Cheryl: yes, Daddy. i believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God. i will always believe in You&lt;/span&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/3625480973048564906-571800054043010464?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/571800054043010464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=571800054043010464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/571800054043010464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/571800054043010464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/04/everlasting-god.html' title='everlasting God. never changing God.'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-3196472958032787677</id><published>2009-03-24T00:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:19:51.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad yet still trusting</title><content type='html'>today, as i was going to do my module enrolment. in the morning (during games day) i was depressed because i thought i could not be in the same class as my clique because they chose FIT (financial international trade) and i chose IEF (international economic and finance) last time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but another of my friend told me that the previous selections of IEF and FIT did not matter and now we can reselect again. i was filled with joy. hence i decided that i would forgo my passion, which is economics, and go ahead to join my clique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my dismay, when it was time to enrol into the classes, my computer jammed. i could not get into the class (TB09) my clique was intending to go. everyone of them got in except for me. as it was still jamming for 10 mins, i was tearing and shouting, "God God why did you let this happen to me!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TB09 (FIT class) was filled and i just chose TB01 (IEF class). my friend, taby, told me, maybe God wants you to get out of your comfort zone. and i thought, okay, maybe she's right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i burst into tears when i finally realized that i could not be in the same class as my clique. i was going to be all alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but God reminded me of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt; i believe&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; God has plans to prosper me and not to harm me&lt;/span&gt;. it is going to be difficult to go through the next semester all by myself. but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im going to trust in God's plans&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;/span&gt;, i love God, i believe &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything He has done is good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hallelujah, Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-3196472958032787677?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/3196472958032787677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=3196472958032787677&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3196472958032787677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3196472958032787677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/03/sad-yet-still-trusting.html' title='sad yet still trusting'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-2371178440031251295</id><published>2009-03-20T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:15:25.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my exam results [:</title><content type='html'>the first sentence: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL GLORY TO GOD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks be to God, who always causes me to triumph and overcome (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day before yesterday, i was praying fervently for my results. God's peace was poured unto me. i felt calm and knowing that i would do well. it wasn't the confidence of my own abilities, for God said take no confidence from the flesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the modules where i scored distinctions, BMGT and MAEC, they were hardly the modules i expected an A grade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in BMGT module, i didnt attend the lectures nor did i pay attention during the tutorials. (i tried, but it was too boring) plus, i only had 4 hours to study for the BMGT paper. i was so scared because i did not want to get below a B grade. i cried out to God to help me and i went to bed after studying. i believed that God will enable me to do well. during the paper itself, i could really sense that it was not by my strength that enabled me to do this paper but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was by the Holy Spirit that was teaching and guiding me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has heard and answered my desperate cries. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in MAEC module, the paper was incredibly difficult, it was the most difficult paper set in the past 3 years. and i thought, "oh great. there goes my A grade." but i prayed to God and submitted all my worries to God. i never expected an AD, but God knew how much i loved economics and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i believe He blessed me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in DSS module, i didn't understand anything at all. i did not do my tutorials, i had attempt, but i didn't know how to do any of them. a few days before the project submission, i suddenly understood the concepts. and a day before the project submission, my group realized that we did not do 60% of the project and we had to rush through it. and amazingly, my teacher praised my group, telling us &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"your project is one of the best in the cohort."&lt;/span&gt; thanks to God. (: we also had a major exam on a monday. the day before (which is sunday) was the day for the preparation of exam. initially i didn't want to go for the first SP class, but i chose to because this verse struck me hard. "keep the Sabbath day holy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't pursue your own interests on that day&lt;/span&gt;..." (isa 58:13) i was thinking, oh crap, fine. i will go for the SP class then come back to study for the exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but God did bless me, because suddenly, i knew how to do all the tutorials. even the challenging ones. it really amazed me how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God had changed an IT idiot into an IT genius&lt;/span&gt; on that day of the exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;initially, i was setting my expectations for my grades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAEC: A, BLAW: A, POA: A, BMGT: B+, LMS: C, IAC: A, DSS: B. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GPA: 3.58&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i was looking at it, i was like.. aiyo, seems so impossible. tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what i got for the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAEC: AD, BLAW: A, POA: A, BMGT: AD, LMS: C+, IAC: A, DSS: A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GPA: 3.875&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my God is a God of possibilities. there's nothing impossible for Him&lt;/span&gt;. He has given more than what i had expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;could i have done it myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(cheryl with the c)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-2371178440031251295?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/2371178440031251295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=2371178440031251295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2371178440031251295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2371178440031251295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-exam-results.html' title='my exam results [:'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-4249193668843167220</id><published>2009-03-19T01:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:57:29.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_enkl4jCzMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my cell group friends shared this video with the cell. as i begin to watch it, i started to cry. i realized that the devil's plans were so evident in this world. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's always a question that i ask God, why does evil seem to overpower the good? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you begin to watch this video, its about how the devil use busyness and the lack of love to create chaos in peoples' lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've told someone before, that i may quit rotaract club and lose my position if i find myself losing my interaction time with God. people may argue that, why? aren't your cca points more important for your university admission? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the past, i used to always think about getting a high GPA and great CCA leadership position. but chasing after all those worldly status and recognition made me feel immensely tired. i asked myself, "so what if i attain these? why am i trying to gain my self-worth through these?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not saying don't do well in your studies, don't do well in your CCA. yes, do well in them but don't put your focus on them because it will only make you very exasperated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reflect through this word, BUSY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B - eing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U- nder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S - atan's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y - oke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to meet God and hear Him say, "you've been busy, you've been under the devil's yoke." but instead, i want to hear Him say, "well done, my good and faithful servant."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that sentence gives me comfort and cheer. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3625480973048564906-4249193668843167220?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/4249193668843167220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=4249193668843167220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4249193668843167220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4249193668843167220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-of-my-cell-group-friends-shared.html' title=''/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-8394324229133643970</id><published>2009-02-18T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T06:42:08.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS SWAN [:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hey!! you guys have any time to relax before the examinations. watch miss swan!! (: it makes me LAUGHHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;this is my favourite! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xZ9lb319uZQ (miss swan at the candy shop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;watch the miss swan at atm as well! HAHAHA!! do..doo..dooo..GOO!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;watch the miss swan at customs!! HAHAHAHA!! HOKEY POKEY DANCE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;OH YESS!! WATCH THE ONE WHERE MISS SWAN is at the airplane :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;OH!! THE MOVIE THEATRE ONE! HAHAHAHA. oh my goodness watch all of them (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;HE LOOKING LIKE A MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;OKAY, ALL THE BEST FOR EXAMS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;THANKS TO YOU! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-8394324229133643970?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/8394324229133643970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=8394324229133643970&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8394324229133643970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8394324229133643970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/02/miss-swan.html' title='MISS SWAN [:'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-2066722476087732451</id><published>2009-02-15T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:45:28.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Savior King moves my mountains.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;apologies to friends who don't feel comfortable tagging because most of my posts are about my faith in God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;haha, but don't worry. i will still tag your blogs because i care for you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;this comment is especially for my dear zhiying. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;from the start of this year, it was periods of conquest. i would feel strong to overcome my obstacles. but somehow, the devil would remind me of how i have failed. i was down and disappointed with myself, convinced that i was unworthy of God's love. there was no desire to seek after God, i deliberated walking away from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;but there's this hillsong album called the "i heart revolution." it was really touching when you hear the different nations sing and praise the same God. people who are living in countries that lack their daily necessities could still shout for God. when you hear the people's desire to worship in spirit and in truth, there's no way to describe that feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i want to be part of this generation that stands for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;this is one of the album songs that really got me dancing (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What The World Will Never Take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;With all I'm holding inside&lt;br /&gt;With all my hopes and desires&lt;br /&gt;And all the dreams that I've dreamt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all I'm hoping to be&lt;br /&gt;And all that the world will bring&lt;br /&gt;And all that fails to compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say You want all of me&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt have it any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Saviour and He's living in me&lt;br /&gt;WHOA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana know&lt;br /&gt;I wana know You today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You're the best thing that has happened to me&lt;br /&gt;And the world will never take&lt;br /&gt;The world will never take You away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-one could ever take You away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;my God still deserves all the praises despite my circumstances. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;although my sins are red like scarlet, He cleanses me so that they can be as pure as snow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my one desire: to fall in love with my Saviour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;HALLELUJAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I SHALL OVERCOME ALL OBSTACLES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;becausee... my God is mighty to save. He can move my mountains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-2066722476087732451?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/2066722476087732451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=2066722476087732451&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2066722476087732451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/2066722476087732451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/02/apologies-to-friends-who-dont-feel.html' title='Savior King moves my mountains.'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-5896491455075740263</id><published>2009-01-24T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:52:20.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in ngee ann to fulfill God's destiny for me [:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday, as I was brushing my teeth, God painted a picture for me, He asked me to imagine a poor man that is very hungry. He finds God and receives salvation. His walk with God is strong, but all of a sudden, he receives a job and gets a high positioning managerial post. Instead of going to church on Sundays, he chooses to work in his office to get extra pay. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God reverts the attention back to Him and asked me, this man has 2 choices, he could’ve chosen to walk away and say “when I was thirsty, God took away my thirst. When I was hungry, God fed me. When I was poor, God made me rich. This world has nothing to offer to me.” Or he could have chosen to walk towards the rewards of this world, leaving God behind. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In such a time as this, the right thing to do is to the first. But so often, we choose the latter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was increasingly tired as my every days was filled with CCA, church and project meetings. I came home at 10pm every day and used the little strength that I had left to do Time Alone With God (TAWG) So often, instead of praising Him, I would come home complaining about how tired I was. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But Pastor Andy said this last 2 weeks, “Give your time to church rather than to give your time to the world.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was immediately awakened; God placed this sentence in my heart, “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;I’m in Ngee Ann to fulfill God’s destiny for me&lt;/b&gt;.” (: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s not about me but about God. I’m not going to leave cell or church. Because I know what’s best for me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cereal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-5896491455075740263?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/5896491455075740263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=5896491455075740263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5896491455075740263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5896491455075740263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-in-ngee-ann-to-fulfill-gods-destiny.html' title='i&apos;m in ngee ann to fulfill God&apos;s destiny for me [:'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-8506434701028204524</id><published>2008-12-30T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:59:47.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[:</title><content type='html'>my computer works things out pretty slowly. it's not as if my modem is substandard. it has to be my computer. *brawls. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, i met up with zhiying. she's hilarious. we were at vivocity, when she suddenly spotted a nice looking tank top in a shop. without deliberating, she went in. as i was going to stop her because the shop's name was SPRING MATERNITY? she sensed there was something wrong as the left side of the shop was filled with prams. she turned 180 degrees before screaming (in the middle of nowhere) OH MY GOSH. IT'S A MATERNITY WEAR SHOP. i could've died of laughter. she was mortified and embarrassed. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's why i love you, zhiying! you're so funny (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zhiying and i love sundresses, but unfortunately, there weren't many pretty ones. we went into a shop (i shan't name it, lest something happens) and the people there were seriously arrogant? as i was dressed in a cartoon shirt and zhiying in shorts, the people there thought we were shabbily dressed, hence we weren't able to pay for their clothes. they talked to us in a condescending manner. phish.. but i shall not be mad because zhiying is delirious about her two new shorts from outfitters! (: and i'm elated about my new sundress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's new year eve! [: as we're entering 2009, paranoia sweeps through me. how well will i do for this and the next semester? but this year will be comparatively worse for those j2 students. you guys can do it! (: i believe in you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a gentle reminder: WEAR DRESSES FOR MY BIRTHDAY, OKAY? (JAZREEL, AUDRIE, ANGELA) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will be going to the airport later to spend the first day of 2009. :D woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheezelmomeezel, cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-8506434701028204524?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/8506434701028204524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=8506434701028204524&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8506434701028204524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8506434701028204524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='[:'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-7925903177181575654</id><published>2008-12-01T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T03:13:02.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>HELLO!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah ha, yesterday, my mom was feeling really down, so I decided to treat her to breakfast! I really wanted to eat waffles or pancakes. But Miss Clarity Cafe, Cheeky Chocolate, etc weren't open :/ Ack. She loves Ya Kun toasts, so there's where we ate. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wha, this entire week is going to be busyy. I have to prepare two of my friends' birthdays. I mean, it's a joy to prepare such occasions BUT during your tests?!! Ack. But I'm pulling through. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really missing my SC friends. SIGHH. Oh yes, I must remember to invite them to the Christmas Evangelistic Event!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who read my blog: it's on the 27th december, 5.30pm - 9pm. It will be held at Brandon's house (xinyan, yvonne and zhiying should know him XD ) which is near Bishan. (: Maybe we can meet up and chill first before going for the party? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LALALALA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came up with this creative innovation, whilst talking to my dearest sister. I love Spongebob, Patrick and HONEY STARS, hence Spongebob is HONEY and Patrick is the STAR! [: Okay, LAMEEE. I know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-7925903177181575654?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/7925903177181575654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=7925903177181575654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7925903177181575654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/7925903177181575654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/12/oo.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-1503237082322439006</id><published>2008-11-28T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:36:18.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cousin's wedding [:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woo! I went for my cousin’s wedding yesterday. I was supposed to do the reception!! But my wonderful, beautiful mother was late. Hence, I helped out at the ushering corner instead. ]: anyways, the point isn’t about the ushering or reception. It’s about the amazing wedding! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is such a joyous occasion watching people getting married!! My sister and i were discussing how we wanted to get married. HAHA. But it’s like 10 years down the road? No point thinking about it now right? All my close friends and myself haven’t found ourselves a boyfriend yet!! But i believe we will find ourselves one one day!!! HAHAHA. I definitely do believe that God has planned that certain someone for me. [: YOOHOO! Where are you? [: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OH GOSH. AHAHAH. I sound desperate here. *coughs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had a lot of fun in the wedding! A lot of people couldn’t recognize me. :/ Isn’t it weird? I saw them in February, they can recognize my sister but not me. The previous Chinese New Year, i was sitting beside the cousin who just got married, and people thought i was his girlfriend?! O.o I’m their relative not their relative’s girlfriend!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh well, :D here are some photos. There are more on the photobucket! LOVEEEE!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cereal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/STCmn1oVuBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bLR4G0H6I_Q/s320/DSC01875.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/STCmnt7jO5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/LliVypoEkXg/s320/DSC01874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/STCo8eQ5w8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JCyyK_BPMKQ/s320/DSC01879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/STCo9vulxVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/LekdQqGDJ4U/s320/IMG_8939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/STCo88KGPqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/lIpZ28ahN9w/s320/DSC01884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/STCo9BN4utI/AAAAAAAAAIg/U9WV8dzg-UA/s320/DSC01886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/STCo9X8KWsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vLhMa64Gf3k/s320/DSC01896.JPG" /&gt;&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/3625480973048564906-1503237082322439006?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/1503237082322439006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=1503237082322439006&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1503237082322439006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1503237082322439006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-cousins-wedding.html' title='my cousin&apos;s wedding [:'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sGeqkJ6L5Ns/STCmn1oVuBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bLR4G0H6I_Q/s72-c/DSC01875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-5695680429263665120</id><published>2008-11-24T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:52:58.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy week. but surprisingly, i have the time to post. HURR.</title><content type='html'>hello!! [: i had a test today, i wasn't very strong in that topic either. ): anyways, i was telling God i needed a blessing. because i only got 35/50 for the previous test, major disappointment. i needed to get like 45/50 for this test, in order for me to get an A. :/ sounds like an impossible mission. there was this question (a) in the test which leads up to another part b question which costs 15marks. if your answer was wrong for the particular question (a), you would lose 15 marks. surprisingly, my answer for part (a) is right(checked with the teacher) so hopefully my 15 marks will still be intact. HAHA !! [: i'm so frigging happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALSO, i had another blessing from God. initially, i didn't have the mooleh to pay for my church camp. but in 1 week, i managed to raise $183 through my bakery business! isn't it amazing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my God provides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-5695680429263665120?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/5695680429263665120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=5695680429263665120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5695680429263665120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5695680429263665120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-week-but-surprisingly-i-have-time.html' title='busy week. but surprisingly, i have the time to post. HURR.'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-1220903720979229168</id><published>2008-11-22T04:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:03:02.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas day!</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness! I'm loving the feel of christmas! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 days i love about christmas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Christmas Songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The Log Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The Gatherings with Friends and Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Christmas Services Provided by the Church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5: The fact that Jesus was Born on This Very Day. Because He Died for My sins. Thank You Jesus for Christmas Day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to love Christmas, simply just for the gifts. The feel of ripping apart the christmas wrappers and revealing the gifts that are hidden behind the wrappers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there's so much more to it! I can't wait to gather with my friends to have christmas dinners and brunches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when I was young, my family bought this log cake. It resembles a log and it had a smiley face on it. I felt so sad when I had to cut it. But eventually, I did. [: Also, I would always do the arrangements for the Christmas tree. But this year, the Christmas tree was thrown away. ): Maybe we shall buy another.. Maybe a white Christmas tree xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summary of this post: I LOVE CHRISTMAS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Although there's recession, look on the bright side, also every store in Singapore is having a sale. HURR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-1220903720979229168?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/1220903720979229168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=1220903720979229168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1220903720979229168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/1220903720979229168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-day.html' title='christmas day!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-4503765831080899187</id><published>2008-11-11T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:35:42.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woolooloo</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. Oh my goodness. [: Today, I went through a swing of emotions! But I'm super glad I'm able to snap out of it and there were people who were amazed at how high I was. At a certain point, my happiness was a pretence. But after I went for cell.. After admitting some stuff to Antoinette,  I broke the barrier. It was amazing how that barrier made me so angry and disappointed. Like what taby said, "it's better to tell them, otherwise the devil can use it as a snare against you."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M GLAD I HAVE MY CELL MEMBERS. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Lord, day by day, I'm facing persecution beyond what I had expected. But, by the weeks, I seemed to have realize that Your joy is indeed my strength. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheezelmomeezel, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cereal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-4503765831080899187?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/4503765831080899187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=4503765831080899187&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4503765831080899187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4503765831080899187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/11/woolooloo.html' title='woolooloo'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-3483174140862802695</id><published>2008-11-06T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:37:13.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>killing weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Whoa. Singapore is undergoing a serious form of global warming. No wonder the girls in Singapore are able to create excuses to wear 15cm-20cm shorts and shirts that resemble a piece of cloth. Tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Did you guys read about MDIS new stringent rules about the students’ hair and clothings? Check this out: this girl claims she has no mooleh to dye her hair so she had to dye it golden brown. -.- no mooleh then don’t dye it, honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I love macroeconomics but its giving me headaches. ARGH. It’s a hundred times more difficult than microeconomics. But heck it, I’M STILL GOING TO PURSUE MY INTEREST. (which is economics, of course) For the sake of my interest, I decided to leave the comfort zone and my clique. (because they have chosen F.I.T instead of I.E.F) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SIGHH. But my God will provide a way, yes yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I’m incredibly excited about my water baptism! [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Just by wondering about God’s plans makes me high and full of energy. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GUESS WHAT, KIDS. I’m able to play 4 chords on the guitar. Improvement? I guess so. HMMM.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I’m missing my sc friends so badly. But holidays are nearing..in like what, 1 month’s time? Hurr hurr. Patience is a virtue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cereal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-3483174140862802695?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/3483174140862802695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=3483174140862802695&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3483174140862802695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/3483174140862802695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/11/killing-weather.html' title='killing weather'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-5198480387802476231</id><published>2008-11-04T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:04:14.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wonderful weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey you guys (my close friends whom i allow to read my blog) I'm fine now. I'm a little too busy to think about the problems. Instead of focusing on the problem, i will focus on the person. [: So don't worry. I'm still a cheerful cereal box&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woo! I’m terribly exhausted now.. But I shall summarise my last weekend. [:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saturday, I met Brother Andrew, Edwin, Brandon and Eugene for a run around church. I’ve never ran such distance or at such speed in my entire life. But it was extremely fun to push myself to such limits that I never dared to venture before. After running, we ate at Adam road hawker centre, Edwin was going crazy over my green chilli and I had to make 3 runs to the stall to refill the green chilli. Do I look like some Fatima to Edwin?! I’m brothers with Brandon now. -.- Brother Cereal. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh yes! I just realized that Edwin likes Post Select Blueberry Cereal too! Oh my goodness, it’s my no. 1 favourite cereal, no. 2: honey stars, no. 3: Oreo Os, no. 4: waffle crisps, no. 5: frosties!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve never tried cocopops before. –mental note for ant: I shall try it one day [:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sunday, I went to church, I woke up really late so I didn’t make it in time for prayer task force. (I got a big scolding from Brother Andrew! I shall force open my eyelids at 6.20am on Sundays.) Church service was great [: Pastor Gary’s sense of humour really improved, compared to the time when I was still a secondary 2 student. We took photos and a video of our cell for tab koh. :D we went to eat at Adam food hawker centre (&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;) I sinfully chomped down fried oysters and Indian style chicken chop. Ant, Brandon, Brother Andrew and I went to Gi Thiong’s house. Ant and I went to walk around in the pool, not long after, it started pouring!! But we had a fun time in the pool. :D &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;if only I could swim&lt;/i&gt;.. when the time is right, I shall learn. I taught Gi Thiong how to bake chocolate chip cookies. He did a great job as a first timer. [:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woo! I spent so much time with my cell members, I totally neglected my tutorial work. Argh. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheezelmomeezel,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cereal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-5198480387802476231?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/5198480387802476231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=5198480387802476231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5198480387802476231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5198480387802476231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-wonderful-weekend.html' title='my wonderful weekend'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-4721483855837321129</id><published>2008-10-31T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:56:52.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my sc friends</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA. oh my goodness. firstly, i want to thank my bangala for being so concern about my previous post! but seriously, im kinda tight lipped about my family issues unless its absolutely necessary to tell. (necessary means im suffering from a mild breakdown and it requires me to tell someone. if i dont, i will probably go insane and depressed.) BANGALA! i love you honey. (: we're always talking about our infatuations and how it will NEVER work out. apparently, we aint guys' type. HAHAHA. but whateverrr. as long as i have my God and my friends to be with me forever. [:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, i love yvonne and zhiying. oh my goodness. they made my day today with a hilarious msn conversation. (: yvonne and i want to play tennis tomorrow and then zhiying said she doesn't exercise outside because she doesn't see the point of doing so. she can run at home, how? she runs on the spot. HAHAHAA. its amazing how zhiying is so skinny without exercising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, i want to thank God for being there for me. yesterday, i cried while i was bathing. the emotional pain was unbearable and i broke down. i felt so tired with everything. i was thinking about why God wanted me to suffer through so many situations, wondering where God is right now. are my tears worth anything in God's eyes? after i finish bathing, i got back my strength and pulled out the bible and recorded down verses where suffering of Christians is for the will of God. But Jesus Christ will perfect, establish, strengthen and settle me after my sufferings. (: initially while i was crying, i wondered how i did not have to live on bread alone but on God's word. But i surprised myself by doing so. AMEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CEREAL WILL ALWAYS BE STRONG, RIGHT BANGALA? don't worry. i wont be sad for long. i will always get back my energy and strength to be that lame and happy cereal girl. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-4721483855837321129?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/4721483855837321129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=4721483855837321129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4721483855837321129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/4721483855837321129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-my-sc-friends.html' title='i love my sc friends'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-5658815367840208347</id><published>2008-10-27T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:33:33.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh. hmm.. har? HA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This week has been one of the most frustrating weeks for me. I’ve went through a series of emotions. From feeling angry to sad to anxious to happy then back to angry. The silent cries and pleas during my prayers made me feel small in God’s eyes. I’ve been thinking, maybe he doesn’t care about my prayers or is it because I’ve done something wrong? Nope, no replies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But a week later, the answers started to come in gradually. The answers were not what I want to hear but this situation will let me increase in my faith and trust in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Actually, this month is a crucial month for me; as my water baptism is coming up. Suddenly, this series of events struck me with disappointment and anger. But I've decided to run in this race with endurance, looking unto my Saviour, the author and finisher of faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;After all, “faith is a substance of things hoped for, evidence of things not seen.” (heb 11:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;Salvation is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;God above all the world in motion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;God above all my hopes and fears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;Well I don't care what the world throws at me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language: EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;It's gonna be alright! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;Cause I know my God saved the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;And I know His word never fails,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;And I know my God made a way for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;Salvation is here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;How can I keep from singing Your praise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;I can sing in the troubled times&lt;br /&gt;Sing when I win&lt;br /&gt;I can sing when I lose my step&lt;br /&gt;And I fall down again&lt;br /&gt;I can sing 'cause You pick me up&lt;br /&gt;Sing 'cause You're there&lt;br /&gt;I can sing 'cause You hear me, Lord&lt;br /&gt;When I call to You in prayer&lt;br /&gt;I can sing with my last breath&lt;br /&gt;Sing for I know&lt;br /&gt;That I'll sing with the angels&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;color:#7030A0;"&gt;And the saints around the throne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#7030A0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;P.S: when i started writing this post, it was raining heavily and the thunders were literally making me jump up from my seat. After i finished, the rain settled for a drizzle. [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SGfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-5658815367840208347?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/5658815367840208347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=5658815367840208347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5658815367840208347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/5658815367840208347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/10/argh-hmm-ha-ha.html' title='argh. hmm.. har? HA!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625480973048564906.post-8462779104140035201</id><published>2008-10-15T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:20:11.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HUAT AH!</title><content type='html'>woo!! ive decided to revive this blog of mine. cheezelmomeezel! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh gosh. im so tired. i had a no school today so i woke up at twelve-ish and rushed to ntuc finest to get some baking materials. i baked white chocolate cookies and chunky chocolate muffins. (: (p.s: ive reserved some cookies for huishan, yeeling and limin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im super proud of myself! ive finally found my passion. (: bakinggg and maybe the piano. i remember brandon asking what my passion was, and i had no idea? ): i felt disappointed with myself, i'm nearing eighteen and i dont have a passion (besides my passion for God and His kingdom) ha! im still trying to learn the guitar and piano. i will find my musical talent someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully, when i have cell on deepavali, i will bake chocolate mallow pie (chocolate pie with melted marshmallows cream) for them. hurr hurr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my goodness, halloween is nearing! ntuc is finally selling reese peanut butter cups (no. 2 favourite chocolate) my favourite chocolate is kinder bueno (: lovess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh, i miss zhiying, xinyan and yvonne so badly. i saw huifang (hweefang), jazreel, janet, shuying and angela during the scgs open house. oh gosh. there were so many fond memories. HAHAHA. all of us couldnt stop laughing when jazreel and i recalled that xinyan farted during the amath remedial while she was trying to get up to go to the toilet. OH MY GOODNESS.. XINYAN IS THE FUNNIEST SHITTE EVER. (: love you, girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really miss the sc memories and the sc spirit that all of us have inside of us. the ncos 08-09 did a great show for open house (: the part bs-going part cs did a great presentation with the rifles. they surprised me when they were able to handle the rifles well and stamp as one. (: i cant wait for annual camp 09. WOO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woo! im going for my water baptism soon. wish me luckk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheezelmomeezel. God bless you all (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3625480973048564906-8462779104140035201?l=cher-elle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/feeds/8462779104140035201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3625480973048564906&amp;postID=8462779104140035201&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8462779104140035201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3625480973048564906/posts/default/8462779104140035201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cher-elle.blogspot.com/2008/10/huat-ah.html' title='HUAT AH!'/><author><name>cereallovesyou</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
