<?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-24391375</id><updated>2011-11-15T18:48:17.673+08:00</updated><category term='something is terribly wrong. right?'/><category term='showtime'/><category term='emo days r here to stay'/><category term='straitjacket feeling'/><category term='Black Forest'/><title type='text'>Wonderwall</title><subtitle type='html'>You and I should get away for awhile
I just want to be alone with your smile
Because when I'm with you there's nothing I wouldn't do
I just want to be your only one
I'm grasping out at straws thinking back to what I saw
My love life was getting so bland
Sometimes I want to take my toaster in the bath
Is this going to be the end?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shumz</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>464</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24391375.post-3801326680353394731</id><published>2011-09-05T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T17:01:05.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no shit</title><content type='html'>Blardy hell. My phone refuses to login to my new account. And I have an obscene amount of need to blog this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. The you I had. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I know you think that I shouldn't still love you or tell you that. But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt that. Where's the sense in that? I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder or return to where we were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will go down with this ship, and I won't put my hands up and surrender. There will be no white flag above my door. I'm in love, and always will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again. And I cause nothing but trouble, I understand if you can't talk to me again. And if you live by the rules of 'its over' then I'm sure that that makes sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love, and always will be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~you will think that i've moved on..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3801326680353394731?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3801326680353394731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3801326680353394731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3801326680353394731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3801326680353394731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-shit.html' title='no shit'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1638088441071585126</id><published>2011-09-03T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T13:13:49.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is goodbye</title><content type='html'>This blog comes and goes just as your disappearances. Waitibg till the day I'm done feeling like a 24 hour open store, life would be a little better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall abandon this blog as it has abandoned me, coming back when it feels like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. I have moved. I am now thebrandiedcherry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~over n over again~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1638088441071585126?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1638088441071585126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1638088441071585126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1638088441071585126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1638088441071585126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-goodbye.html' title='this is goodbye'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-3996311336534429434</id><published>2011-07-23T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T12:29:27.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unintended</title><content type='html'>Dear emo sai day. Please make things easier for me. Glad I have my kids. They give me high blood pressure but they can take away the pain for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my unintended. Choice to live my life extended.  You could be the one I'll always love. I'll be there as soon as can. But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~harder to breathe~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3996311336534429434?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3996311336534429434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3996311336534429434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3996311336534429434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3996311336534429434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/07/unintended.html' title='unintended'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-3891482951355176466</id><published>2011-07-10T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T02:18:46.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>想念是会呼吸的痛</title><content type='html'>Long time since the last time I didn't give in to the monthly fluctuations of hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monthly issue always made me crazy. Made me want to cry when I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised, I thought finally this time it'll come and go and I'm going to just be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. No, everything is not ok. If this is how you imagine it'd be, you've got it. &lt;!--3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me being ridiculous. This goldfish got to last the whole day tomorrow. 10am to gawd knows what time. It's a freakishly long day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get to bed don't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~找不到一首能唱出心理的痛，只能和泪水等待明天，也许明天会更好~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3891482951355176466?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3891482951355176466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3891482951355176466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3891482951355176466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3891482951355176466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='想念是会呼吸的痛'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1226047089797054807</id><published>2011-06-23T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T02:41:03.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>babylicious</title><content type='html'>Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a &lt;i&gt;baby&lt;/i&gt;, you've got to work MUCH harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;~mummy vibes? LOLS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1226047089797054807?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1226047089797054807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1226047089797054807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1226047089797054807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1226047089797054807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/06/babylicious.html' title='babylicious'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1684294308709975820</id><published>2011-06-03T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T01:12:10.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>define hurt</title><content type='html'>Feeling of loss just comes and goes so often. Simply, these are consequences you live with. If you really want something, you would make sacrifices just to get to it. But if you're half-hearted, you don't get there halfway, because half-hearted measures brings you nowhere. I'm getting nowhere. How do you put your heart into doing something your heart hurts just to do it? It's just like trying to cut deeper and deeper into an open wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. It's all going to be okay. Somehow its for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I make it through, and then there's nights that never end&lt;br /&gt;But still I have to say, I would do it all again, just want you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;~everything~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1684294308709975820?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1684294308709975820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1684294308709975820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1684294308709975820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1684294308709975820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/06/define-hurt.html' title='define hurt'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-805565586861855196</id><published>2011-05-30T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T00:48:03.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a movie a day</title><content type='html'>Everyday, living life as if it were a movie. If only I could skip to the ending, then we would all know what is really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dose of adrenaline yesterday, thanks to Rec 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great dose of fun and humor today, thanks to Kung Fu Panda 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then an extra dose of 'a true story', thanks to Mary and Max. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to pack my current week. TOO busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling for another break again. Someone help me. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~grey eyes~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-805565586861855196?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/805565586861855196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=805565586861855196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/805565586861855196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/805565586861855196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/05/movie-day.html' title='a movie a day'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-632337492846909315</id><published>2011-05-14T03:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T03:34:11.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.33am</title><content type='html'>If only I can see how much I mean to you.. &lt;br/&gt; If only I can tell how special I am to you.. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Or maybe I'm asking for the impossible. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So tired, really, feeling like such an idiot for feeling so much but see nothing on the other side of the tunnel. There is a faint light. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~candle light flickering~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-632337492846909315?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/632337492846909315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=632337492846909315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/632337492846909315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/632337492846909315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/05/333am.html' title='3.33am'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1111566754404661118</id><published>2011-05-14T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T00:36:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the high</title><content type='html'>I may be a little too high. But I had a flash back of our first kiss.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I miss.. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~sobs~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1111566754404661118?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1111566754404661118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1111566754404661118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1111566754404661118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1111566754404661118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/05/high.html' title='the high'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1528754308115365338</id><published>2011-05-12T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:31:17.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth is..</title><content type='html'>I wish that was me. I wish I was there. I wish I felt it. I wish I'm feeling it. I wish I had it. I wish I was in it. I wish I didn't do that. I wish I didn't have to dream. I wish I wouldn't hurt. I wish I wouldn't bleed. I wish I couldn't feel. I wish I didn't go through all that. I wish I was perfect. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I wish I didn't need to wish. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I wish it was all different. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; How did we end in such a position? Said the trainer on the stage. Diversification! That's the power of diversification.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; What if it is not diversifiable?  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; How did I end in such a position? Nah things seem to be getting a little better now. I have less worries. Do I? &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Looking at the training hall, how someone's passion and career can put hundreds to sleep. Poor guy. I wish I'd never need to talk music to a bunch of people who are nodding off.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I wished too much now the word 'wish' looks over-abused.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I wish I was a genius in music. So I wouldn't need to think so much about jamming later. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Snooze. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~wished~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1528754308115365338?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1528754308115365338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1528754308115365338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1528754308115365338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1528754308115365338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/05/truth-is.html' title='truth is..'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4650548072849827390</id><published>2011-05-12T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:31:17.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh soooo pissed!</title><content type='html'>Can't stand that stupid ass! Omg friggin bugger. Why am I still meeting him? To shut his stupid ass up. He better leave me alone after. Blardy %$&amp;*#! Why!? Why can't all these buggers just leave me alone. Stop friggin telling me good morning on FB, on sms, on whatsapp. Stop friggin telling me random things about your boring day and try to ask me to do things your way. Stop pretending you know me so well. Stop asking me to chat with you. Stop bugging me to meet you. Stop thinking it as a friggin DATE. I will NEVER go on a DATE with your bugger ass! You don't even know what a date is stop abusing the word! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I feel a need to PUNCH somebody right now. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Don't.Piss.Me.Off &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~swat the flies!~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4650548072849827390?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4650548072849827390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4650548072849827390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4650548072849827390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4650548072849827390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-soooo-pissed.html' title='oh soooo pissed!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-2393092912061242131</id><published>2011-04-16T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T11:03:47.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>needs</title><content type='html'>Can't believe how lonely and empty one can feel even when surrounded by people who cares. Can't believe its the first time in 6 years I feel so terribly alone during my birthday. Is it just the age getting to me? Tiredness? &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Whole day of work to enjoy on my birthday. Great. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~why~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-2393092912061242131?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2393092912061242131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2393092912061242131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2393092912061242131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2393092912061242131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/04/needs.html' title='needs'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6439049619690904470</id><published>2011-04-04T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:21:51.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's past tense</title><content type='html'>'I know it's a little bit strange, it's all a little bit strange. At the end of the day, I'm going to say what I mean.' &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It's hilarious cause I put things in code and now I can't figure out what it means.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~i was there~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6439049619690904470?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6439049619690904470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6439049619690904470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6439049619690904470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6439049619690904470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-past-tense.html' title='it&amp;#39;s past tense'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7471724947407741935</id><published>2011-03-17T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T01:21:18.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G. N. Humi</title><content type='html'>As the days go by &lt;br/&gt; As the seasons change &lt;br/&gt; I fear I can't keep up &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~consequences of my own undoing, i fear~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7471724947407741935?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7471724947407741935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7471724947407741935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7471724947407741935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7471724947407741935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/03/g-n-humi.html' title='G. N. Humi'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-2998310910634870579</id><published>2011-03-11T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T12:06:38.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me your reason why</title><content type='html'>When you're so used to making time and space out of your life for someone, it's hard to stop and fill your life, with just yourself. It has become so much of a conscious habit that kicking it actually hurts. This is how amazingly stupid human emotions can be. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Next up, packed week.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~baby you're a firework~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-2998310910634870579?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2998310910634870579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2998310910634870579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2998310910634870579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2998310910634870579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/03/give-me-your-reason-why.html' title='give me your reason why'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-2864379058668783969</id><published>2011-03-11T02:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T02:31:38.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hunger(s)</title><content type='html'>Detachment. Tiredness. Stress.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Comfort. Sleep. Relaxation.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Want. Need. Hope. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Pray. Do. Truly. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~its not always what it seems~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-2864379058668783969?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2864379058668783969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2864379058668783969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2864379058668783969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2864379058668783969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/03/hungers.html' title='hunger(s)'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-598769162308539099</id><published>2011-03-09T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T15:39:59.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish i could blog in code</title><content type='html'>I don't know what I'd do if things go the way I imagine. Picture insanity. I may have started it all but its not any easier for me. I said I know what I'm doing because I really do. Only a stranger knows my ideal situation cause that's the best I can do besides dreaming, hoping and wishing that one day... &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I wish I can stop being me for a while. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Most of all I wish I could go away one day. I have a date in mind but no place and no one to go with. I've never gone anywhere on my own. Such a tempting idea. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So much more. It's all there, a ball of emotion, not going anywhere. Maybe that's why it's so hard. But nobody said it was going to be easy.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~got to get myself back to the ground~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-598769162308539099?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/598769162308539099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=598769162308539099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/598769162308539099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/598769162308539099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/03/wish-i-could-blog-in-code.html' title='wish i could blog in code'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-9214013972314220871</id><published>2011-02-19T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T10:45:05.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUS-ted</title><content type='html'>Every Saturday morning I have to curse at the damn bus. Today I blame the damn traffic light. If it turned a minute earlier I would have caught the bus. If there wasn't the damn yellow box, I would have caught the bus. Friggin hell I ran for the damn bus but the driver was busy looking out for traffic to cut into the yellow box. Friggin hell now I have to sit at the damn bus stop and wait for the next damn bus!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So irritated!!! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I love nail art, I think they are absolutely pretty. Really salute ladies who wear them 3D for weeks. It has barely been a week and I can't stand it. Its pretty, yes! But it gets in the way way too often! Washing my hair, washing the dishes, handwashing clothes, digging for stuff in my bag, when I play the piano etc. I can forsee this would be the first and last time I'd do my nails this way. Plain nails is simplicity, and simplicity is best. Sigh! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~great, the 'next' bus is CRAWLING on the roads~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-9214013972314220871?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/9214013972314220871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=9214013972314220871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/9214013972314220871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/9214013972314220871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/02/bus-ted.html' title='BUS-ted'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6973075281704692276</id><published>2011-02-12T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:19:02.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KILL!!</title><content type='html'>Correction. The blardy bus ride only took 10mins!!!!! Aaaahhhhh!!!! KILLKILLKILL!!!! I waited 34mins for a 10mins bus ride. Friggin hell stupid bus!!!!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~still wants to kill!~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6973075281704692276?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6973075281704692276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6973075281704692276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6973075281704692276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6973075281704692276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/02/kill_12.html' title='KILL!!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7904192116826755554</id><published>2011-02-12T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:08:09.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KILL!</title><content type='html'>Blardy pissed! Waited 34mins for the friggin bus! The journey only takes 20mins. Due to the stupid long wait I am damn friggin late! So damn pissed now! If I'm late for this class, extending the lesson would mean that I'll not have time for lunch. Damn this stupid bus! The next bus is only 12mins apart. Why in the hell I have to wait 34mins??  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Angryyyy!!! KILLKILLKILL!!!! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~Kill.kIll.kiLl.kilL~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7904192116826755554?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7904192116826755554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7904192116826755554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7904192116826755554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7904192116826755554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/02/kill.html' title='KILL!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7354083481153558502</id><published>2011-02-07T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T13:36:22.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read into these words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This song speaks EXACTLY about how I feel. TOTALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hate That I Love You"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="feat" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 7.5pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(feat. Ne-Yo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That's how much I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That's how much I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I can't stand you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Must everything you do make me wanna smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Can I not like you for awhile? (No....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But you won't let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You upset me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And then you kiss my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;All of a sudden I forget (that I was upset)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Can't remember what you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But I hate it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You know exactly what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;So that I can't stay mad at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;For too long that's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But I hate it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You know exactly how to touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;So that I don't want to fuss.. and fight no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Said I despise that I adore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy (yeah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I can't stand how much I need you (I need you...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy (oh whoa..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But I just can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate that I love you so (oh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You completely know the power that you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The only one makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Said it's not fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;How you take advantage of the fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That I... love you beyond the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And it just ain't right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate how much I love you girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I can't stand how much I need you (yeah..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate how much I love you girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But I just can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But I hate that I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Both:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;One of these days maybe your magic won't affect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And your kiss won't make me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But no one in this world knows me the way you know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;So you'll probably always have a spell on me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Yeah... Oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That's how much I love you (as much as I need you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That's how much I need you (oh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That's how much I love you (oh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;As much as I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I can't stand how much I need you (can't stand how much I need you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But I just can't let you go (but I just can't let you go no..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I hate that I love you so.. so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;~hate it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/24391375-7354083481153558502?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7354083481153558502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7354083481153558502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7354083481153558502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7354083481153558502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/02/read-into-these-words.html' title='read into these words'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7546520662302456942</id><published>2011-01-25T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:31:49.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blardy.FRIGGIN.hell</title><content type='html'>Why? Why when I bother to CARE whether everyone has enough food when NO ONE in the same damn family does the same for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked me if I'm going to have dinner at home. I said YES. I came home and SURPRISE! They said they finished all the food. There is only soup left. OH WOW. YES THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy cookies. 2 boxes that costs me $50+. Walked through the door, asked me why I'm carrying so many things. I said I bought cookies. Reply was, 'don't eat that kind of cookies'. LIKE YOU KNOW WHAT KIND OF COOKIES I BOUGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do things for this family, not appreciated. NOT THE FIRST TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Come home for dinner, nobody left anything. NOT THE FIRST TIME EITHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of message do you think you're sending me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;%&amp;amp;%^#&amp;amp;!%&amp;amp;!!!!!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH PISSSEEDD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;~NOBODY. ME. NOBODY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7546520662302456942?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7546520662302456942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7546520662302456942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7546520662302456942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7546520662302456942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/01/blardyfrigginhell.html' title='blardy.FRIGGIN.hell'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6437544653157630930</id><published>2011-01-03T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:03:08.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best sunday of 2011 so far..</title><content type='html'>2nd of Jan is the best Sunday of 2011. Not just because it is the first Sunday of 2011, I had a pretty awesome day! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 12.00am, was already at my babie's house. Slept till 3am, went airport to send my friend off.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Reached home around 5am, woke my babie at 10am, and slept till 11.55am.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Made a pizza containing tomato paste, spiced minced meat, mushrooms, salami, pineapples and 3 types of cheese. Then went on to slice kiwis. Peeling kiwis is damn fun! Forced my didi to use my method. Hahaha!!! Made avacado honey milkshake for everyone.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Finally had my lunch at around 3pm with the milkshake! Which was really good by the way!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Went to nap at around 4pm, got woken up by whatsapp, smses and calls at 530pm. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Met my friend for dinner at around 7pm, met babie around 8. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Bought Koi! And went to babie's place. Babie had the 2 slices of pizza I made.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Finally got home at 1215am. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; How to beat such a fantastic Sunday? Especially when most of the other Sundays of 2011 will be spent working. =( SIGH... &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~face it, it was awesome! &lt;3~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6437544653157630930?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6437544653157630930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6437544653157630930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6437544653157630930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6437544653157630930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-sunday-of-2011-so-far.html' title='Best sunday of 2011 so far..'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6000664472598245469</id><published>2010-12-09T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T01:39:17.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fantasy</title><content type='html'>I suddenly had a fantasy. It was to fire everyone in my life and run away to start all over again. I have no money and no idea how and where to run, but among all the shit it just looks so appealing.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So what if running away doesn't solve anything? I just feel like I can't take it anymore. I don't know how much longer I can hold myself together. Everyone wants a piece of me. Yes it is as bad as it sounds. But I wish it was as easy as being ripped apart by wolves. Cause I'm suppose to be handing out these pieces of myself to all who asks for it. What's left for me?  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; And suddenly I feel like I need a doctor to look into my brain. I need someone to tell me what the hell is wrong with me.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I'm just so tired I want to run away. Alone.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~run away~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6000664472598245469?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6000664472598245469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6000664472598245469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6000664472598245469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6000664472598245469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/12/fantasy.html' title='fantasy'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-8306979992300616022</id><published>2010-12-07T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:49:27.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iTouch</title><content type='html'>What does it mean to dream of a terrible snake, crocodiles and a gunman either trying to kill or killed people. Having all these dreams recently and they all mean terrible things don't they?  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Sitting in this training that I wouldn't say is boring but pretty much waste of time. Just want to get out of here. Ok at least they're now playing some music. Carrying Andre around just makes me want to play music! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Oh yay! Found a cute Smurf game on iTouch! Hope that will keep me entertained. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~the bochap-ness irritates~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-8306979992300616022?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/8306979992300616022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=8306979992300616022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8306979992300616022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8306979992300616022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/12/itouch.html' title='iTouch'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6294973856779352535</id><published>2010-11-27T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T12:25:49.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little positivity</title><content type='html'>Today is one of the better weekends because I get to work from home instead of sitting at the studio till late. But I'm rushing really last minute work. Rushing tomorrow morning's lesson plan. Don't even have much idea what to do! Damnit. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Everyday is going to be a better day. After crying over some shit just 2 days go, things did pick up a little. And it only seems a little better because, it probably can't get any worse than it already was. Not that I have less to worry and stress over, I just have to learn to move on, take care of myself, and fight. And constnatly remind myself I friggin need to stop pinning certain hopes on certain people because everytime it goes the opposite of my expectations, I die a little inside.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Just because I seem like I can take care of myself, doesn't mean I don't need to be taken care off. Also doesn't mean I have the ability to take care of everyone else at the same time.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Just because I work 7 days a week, doesn't mean I'm anywhere near rich. I'm quite sure if I were to take up a proper full time office job, I'd probably earn a little more than what I'm earning now. But I'm not giving this up because I love teaching.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Guess it's not that crazy my lecturer quit his lawyer job to teach after all. He said he loves to teach. Crazy people like us, it's not all about the money. Maybe it's stupid. But it's my life, I'll screw it up my way. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~catch the sun~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6294973856779352535?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6294973856779352535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6294973856779352535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6294973856779352535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6294973856779352535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-positivity.html' title='a little positivity'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4481630965207677081</id><published>2010-11-22T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T17:27:19.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stare into my silence</title><content type='html'>What do you see when you look at me? I see too much I don't want to see, too much I don't want to remember. Too many times I asked 'what the hell is wrong with me', it's nothing short of a mystery. I don't know what I want, I don't know what I'm doing and I don't know what to do. Then I realise I'm looking into a mirror. Why have we grown to be the same? We retreat into ourselves till it seems there's nothing else in this world. This awful familiarity that maybe I should try to wake up from. I never felt a 100%. Part of me will always be somewhere else, out there. Emptiness. Dead. Silent. That is my split personality. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; If I have to drag myself through this then maybe this is not for me. I see an opportunity, I feel it so often, but nothing in me is moving towards that direction. It's painful to talk about, hurts to think of. I am exhausted. Totally exhausted inside out but yet I trudge along to a pace as good as standing still. Every step of the way filled with doubt, I want to go, give up, disappear. But I'm still here, with my silence, thinking maybe, just a little longer, it will change.. just a little longer.. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~snap out of it~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4481630965207677081?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4481630965207677081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4481630965207677081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4481630965207677081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4481630965207677081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/11/stare-into-my-silence.html' title='stare into my silence'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-9192312369892580689</id><published>2010-11-20T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T12:40:51.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summing up Sat morning</title><content type='html'>Left home a little late today, but got to my little kid's place on time. However, bus ride over was so fishy! Literally. Stinky.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Finally out of desperation and therefore guts, gave my namecard to her mum who was super friendly. But of course I was too late. Imagine this. Two weeks ago my kid gave me a pack of plasters given to her by Pru. Today I had the honour to write in a brand new notebook given to her by Pru. O.M.G.L.O.L.S. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; GG-ed. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; And then came the rumbling thunder. I hurried my little kid to listen so I could go cause I didn't have an umbrella and the threatening sounds of the thunder reminded me of the plentiful walks I need to take to get home. And my little kid ran to her mum announcing at the top of her lungs 'Mummy! Teacher Grace got no umbrella! Faster lend her! Faster!' &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; That's my little kid for you. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Gawd. I'm on fishy bus again. The fish must have swam out of the bag, leaving behind its own version of potpourri. Dried gut stains exuding fishy-death fragrance. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The whole of next week is action packed with non-stop working and no dinners till after 8pm. For now I'd agree with most of the normal human populationm 'yay it's the weekends!'. At least I'm just stuck in a freezer for most of these two days. And I miss my kids! So not too bad. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~wait, who am I again?~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-9192312369892580689?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/9192312369892580689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=9192312369892580689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/9192312369892580689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/9192312369892580689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/11/summing-up-sat-morning.html' title='summing up Sat morning'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4554713753417674870</id><published>2010-11-19T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T15:25:20.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plurality</title><content type='html'>Panic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess. I'm a dreamer. I dream of so many things big and small. But I don't think I ever had any of them coming true (Rarely maybe? Once in a purple moon?) So a 1% progress of a dream becoming a reality is just so exciting! All the things I have to get done comes in long lists in my head and I picture myself standing in my victory. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;OUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; victory!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I've talked about it enough times to plenty of people. I really thought maybe when I was 50 I'd stand back and laugh at this NATO moment. No, I never knew I'd be so lucky to have someone pushing me, reminding me of a dream I can fulfill. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; can fulfill! So I can't dream anymore can I? It's time to be serious, to have a proper plan and resources, to step out of dreaming about it once in a while, it's time to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to have a beginning, we have to have the picture of the end in our minds. Though the 'end' is nothing but a 'new beginning', these words simply symbolize the stages we'll be going through. Meanwhile, while we search for ways to take the first big step, I can still dream right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The higher the hopes, the more painful the fall from failure. Let's all hope these words will not remain 'just words', but the introduction to a whole story of our lives, and a beautiful reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, they're not just my words anymore. They have become &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;OURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see how this doesn't just refer to a single issue, situation, plan, dream? Or maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;~plurality &amp;lt;3 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4554713753417674870?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4554713753417674870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4554713753417674870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4554713753417674870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4554713753417674870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/11/plurality.html' title='plurality'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-5655158916543484440</id><published>2010-10-17T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:35:47.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pigments</title><content type='html'>No I had a sucky weekend. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Shut up and go away. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~non troppo~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-5655158916543484440?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/5655158916543484440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=5655158916543484440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5655158916543484440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5655158916543484440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/10/pigments.html' title='pigments'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1316263111113757841</id><published>2010-10-17T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:41:29.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainrain go away though i don't want to work today</title><content type='html'>There's just something about this song. I really love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sailing &lt;br /&gt;Stormy waters &lt;br /&gt;To be near you &lt;br /&gt;To be free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am flying &lt;br /&gt;I am flying &lt;br /&gt;Like a bird &lt;br /&gt;'Cross the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am flying &lt;br /&gt;Passing high clouds &lt;br /&gt;To be near you &lt;br /&gt;To be free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me &lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me &lt;br /&gt;Through the dark night &lt;br /&gt;Far away &lt;br /&gt;I am dyin', forever tryin' &lt;br /&gt;To be with you &lt;br /&gt;Who can say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain cloud is following me around. Sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sailing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1316263111113757841?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1316263111113757841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1316263111113757841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1316263111113757841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1316263111113757841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/10/rainrain-go-away-though-i-don-want-to.html' title='rainrain go away though i don&amp;#39;t want to work today'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-3269458854801865472</id><published>2010-10-16T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T14:03:49.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam shit</title><content type='html'>Been too long since I last blogged!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; On my way to work. Keep thinking about my revision. Wake up every morning and first thing I do is panic over my revision. If only I could take a couple of weeks off work. Seriously, why isn't this some sort of employee benefit thing. Damnit. And before I go to sleep at night I panic again. Excellence. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; My wonderful ball of cuddley fluffy stinky fun, Princess, suddenly feels like she has to be spoon fed. Literally. And seeking so much attention, so much more than usual, as my exams are approaching. Another excellence. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I don't want to go to work. I had a little momentum going on just now and now I need to leave for work. Its not fair!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; My hair is damn friggin messy. Irritating.. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~crap life~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3269458854801865472?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3269458854801865472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3269458854801865472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3269458854801865472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3269458854801865472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/10/exam-shit.html' title='exam shit'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-5118578392410497912</id><published>2010-09-30T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:52:33.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Finally making my first trip to my favourite spot to mug. Exam is in 3 weeks time. Just nice 1 module per week. Ya as if that is ever going to happen. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; This guy keeps looking at me whenever I look up from my phone. I feel like I'm over-dressed. Hahaha! But all I'm wearing is a dress flipflops and carrying an oversized bag. Okok I know theres two super obvious red spots on my face. Damn pimples. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Can't wait for tomorrow! Going to have an awesome day with my awesome sweetie! And I'm going to be wearing my latest creation. Who cares if I'm going to work. Too bad if they decide to fire me over my creativity. Music IS after all about being creative isn't it? Excuses. Lols! Yay! Happy! =D Happy 2years 2months my love! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Ok chunz this post is not me being emo. Hahaha! Just bored. Lalala. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~undead My blog~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-5118578392410497912?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/5118578392410497912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=5118578392410497912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5118578392410497912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5118578392410497912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/tomorrow-tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow tomorrow!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-9104725466484842919</id><published>2010-09-25T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T12:27:23.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>panic stricken</title><content type='html'>Children's Day is coming! Don't know what to get for all my kids. Hmm. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Felt like I hardly slept today. Had to drag myself out of bed. This Princess was so noisy! Kept barking. No idea what she was barking at. Must remember to buy her food today! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Sleepy. How to last through today? Sigh! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Oh I'm on the same bus I took just know. Lols! So it takes about an hour for the bus to come all the way back. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Ok yes I'm very bored. Blogging about random nonsense. Partially also cause I feel like I have a fish bowl cupped over my head. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Had nice Thai food yesterday with my babie! The Pad Thai and Thai Ice Tea is the closest to what I tasted in Thailand. =) I love Thai Ice Tea!!! Something about the tea leaves they use. Yummie! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Also did some shopping. How is it that my retail therapy session only had me bringing one new pair of heels home? Sigh.. I should have gotten the bag as well! Or bags. And shoes. And clothes. Oh wait! I did buy 2 spags! Lols! Ok not that bad after all I guess? =/ &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Moremoremore! More retail therapy! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Exams are coming, exams are coming, kill me now! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~final sprint~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-9104725466484842919?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/9104725466484842919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=9104725466484842919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/9104725466484842919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/9104725466484842919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/panic-stricken.html' title='panic stricken'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-5932297242711104917</id><published>2010-09-24T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T02:33:48.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate feeling like an emo shit</title><content type='html'>I like to feel needed. I hate to feel needy. It sux to the core I feel like shit just cause I haven't seen you for a while. I hate feeling like this. Emo shit. So angry!!! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Words. The same words coming from different people can be a great difference. Cause in the end of the day, some are nothing but words, while some ends up being imprinted permanently. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Hungry. My stomach is growling when I'm in bed. Sigh.. Dinner was good though! Didi cooked Salmon brown rice! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Ok. I should sleep now. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Sweet. As long as I don't go crazy. This is an example of words. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~what Is wrong???~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-5932297242711104917?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/5932297242711104917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=5932297242711104917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5932297242711104917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5932297242711104917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/hate-feeling-like-emo-shit.html' title='hate feeling like an emo shit'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-901211287070137411</id><published>2010-09-23T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T16:12:53.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored in lecture</title><content type='html'>Suddenly afraid that I might have spammed your life. LOLS. HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More options in life doesn't make it better. Not when all options look almost as good as each other. All has its ups and downs. Sometimes I just wish someone can make some options so I don't have to make them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw nice pair of heels today before I dragged myself away from the shelves of shoes at New Look. Want to buy shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazily bored, blogging in lecture. =( So bored with everything in life. So sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;~the sad truth~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-901211287070137411?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/901211287070137411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=901211287070137411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/901211287070137411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/901211287070137411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/bored-in-lecture.html' title='bored in lecture'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4018605173423119316</id><published>2010-09-23T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T00:18:42.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another =(</title><content type='html'>Feels like crying cause my sweetie is hurt and I'm not there. And whats with the stupid headache the whole day? Barely there but still irritating. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Just feel so =( today. No mood to do anything. Thinking of flying someone's aeroplane to run to my babie's side. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I guess, I need him more than he needs me now. Hahaha. Irony. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~just Cause u cant see it, doesnt mean its not there~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4018605173423119316?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4018605173423119316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4018605173423119316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4018605173423119316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4018605173423119316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-another.html' title='just another =('/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4570515798041581803</id><published>2010-09-22T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T01:24:18.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>longing feeling</title><content type='html'>I had crab for dinner tonight. 1 whole flower crab to myself! I prefer the usual kind though. Sri Lankan crab is that what its called? No idea. Hahaha. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Feel like I can't fall asleep. I didn't have any coffee or tea, just a nice Ice Blended Banana Chocolate from Coffee Bean. Not bad! Still.. Feels like something is wrong. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Hate that exams are coming. Sigh! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; And all the good shows new seasons are starting now. And I discovered a new place to watch shows. And I'm hooked on a new show. Everytime I screw myself over. Kill me please. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Meeting client at faraway place later! Gawd. Why?? People I'm meeting keep dragging the meetups closer and closer to my exam dates. I'm not that free people! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Boston? Sigh.. My greatest fear is........ Redundant? Ridiculous? Dumb? Atrocious? &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Stressed. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~that Longing feeling~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4570515798041581803?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4570515798041581803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4570515798041581803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4570515798041581803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4570515798041581803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/longing-feeling.html' title='longing feeling'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-8264007588684801757</id><published>2010-09-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:57:50.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plus one</title><content type='html'>The Experiment feels so unfinished. Hmm. Don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up (hopefully) today's movie marathon with:&lt;br /&gt;The Joneses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what this movie is about. Want some comedy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;~+~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-8264007588684801757?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/8264007588684801757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=8264007588684801757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8264007588684801757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8264007588684801757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/plus-one.html' title='plus one'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-366151724508412564</id><published>2010-09-16T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T20:15:25.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love lollipop love popsicle</title><content type='html'>Today's movie list consists of:&lt;br /&gt;1) The Crazies&lt;br /&gt;2) Ice Age 3&lt;br /&gt;3) The Experiment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, going to be proof reading my group project while watching the third movie! Has my favourite actor! The lead guy from The Pianist. It's a very good movie too. Watched it a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icecream outing has been&amp;nbsp;postponed to tomorrow. Tomorrow's going to be such a fun day! No work! Student cancelled on me again! But just nice, gave me more time to celebrate Suri's birthday! Yay! Which means no movie day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck. Don't know what to do for the two other new tops I bought. Not sure where to start cutting from. Sigh! Not creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;~itchy!~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-366151724508412564?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/366151724508412564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=366151724508412564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/366151724508412564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/366151724508412564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-lollipop-love-popsicle.html' title='love lollipop love popsicle'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-2981005000319647563</id><published>2010-09-15T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:38:58.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moooovieeesss!</title><content type='html'>I watched so many movies today couldn't even remember what I've watched. Had to look through my history to see what I've watched. LOLS. Achievement! Hahaha! PLUS I've finished my part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Twelve&lt;br /&gt;2) Frozen&lt;br /&gt;3) The Girl Next Door&lt;br /&gt;4) Case 39&lt;br /&gt;5) The Other Guys&lt;br /&gt;6) The Last Exorcism&lt;br /&gt;7) Held Hostage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a date with a handsome sweetie tomorrow. We're going to have icecream! Yay! Celebrate end of all my projects! Last project ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;~chair potato, no couch =(~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-2981005000319647563?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2981005000319647563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2981005000319647563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2981005000319647563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2981005000319647563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/moooovieeesss.html' title='moooovieeesss!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4622618188848880118</id><published>2010-09-13T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:55:33.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone else inside?</title><content type='html'>So inspired to workout. Really miss the times when I was more disciplined. Hahaha! That was over a year ago. =x &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Wish I could get my tongue pierced, get a Monroe piercing, belly piercing (provided I have a hot babe figure) and a tattoo(s). Too bad society judge people by their appearances. Just cause I get all those done doesn't mean I can't teach as well as I do now. Not saying that I'm good, just trying to point out I don't become dumber after those minor modifications. Oh! And highlight my hair with streaks of hot pink! Bleached of course! To make it REALLY stand out. Or red would be lovely too! I recently saw this really nice piercing that's done on the wrist. So pretty... If only! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I really need to go to sleep now. Despite my brain going at thousands of miles per hour. Need to be up early. Plus tomorrow's going to be a long day. I want to go jogging! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Sometimes I feel like I'm really another person inside. At least physically I don't want to look so plain. Who knows? I may be a gothic chick. HAHAHAHA. Who likes red and pink. HAHAHAHAHA. Nuts. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~long List of desires~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4622618188848880118?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4622618188848880118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4622618188848880118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4622618188848880118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4622618188848880118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/someone-else-inside.html' title='someone else inside?'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6276117542555275495</id><published>2010-09-11T10:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T10:57:42.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>Your ignorance caused me to be late. My whole friggin day is packed back to back. I already woke up at 7 to finish up some stuff and the stupid computer and printer already gave me enough problems. You idiot! Such a big ass. Is copy and pasting such a hard job for you? You can't even make a few clicks to finish up a project. Yes my part was submitted late but you could have at least replied to the damn email! At least tell me you didn't want to do it or it wasn't your role. I only sent it to you with much doubts cause someone else told me to send it to you. I should have known I can't trust you. Can't even reply to a simple email. Big deal you running your own friggin business, YOU get to pick your own friggin time while I don't! My schedule is fixed and I can't change it! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~ass!~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6276117542555275495?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6276117542555275495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6276117542555275495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6276117542555275495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6276117542555275495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6476633793455838200</id><published>2010-09-11T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T01:05:45.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's an obsession</title><content type='html'>Love my new top! Now I'm obsessed! Can't stop thinking of the gazillion possibilities! So happy I found a new pattern before bed. My projects are suffering. And the group lesson for my kids, it's going to be pretty bad I guess. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Imagine me end up making it big as a designer. Totally LOLS! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Love my sweetie with his new look... Love it! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~never ending changes~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6476633793455838200?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6476633793455838200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6476633793455838200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6476633793455838200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6476633793455838200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-obsession.html' title='it&amp;#39;s an obsession'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7483134610870380367</id><published>2010-09-10T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:04:12.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a first!</title><content type='html'>Excited! 1st time wearing my 1st ever self altered or rather, circumcised top! Lols! Ok maybe not circumsized like Adam Saak does, he's a professional. I'm just bored. Lols! Yay! Happy! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~worthwhile~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7483134610870380367?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7483134610870380367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7483134610870380367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7483134610870380367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7483134610870380367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-first.html' title='it&amp;#39;s a first!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7129291033896124496</id><published>2010-09-09T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:04:08.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aching all over. shiok!</title><content type='html'>So much to do! And I'm more efficient after midnight. I wonder why. With just 3 more things to go.. 2 by Sat, and last one by Mon, I think I'm in quite some deep shit. Hahaha! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; On the other hand, I've watched a whole bunch of movies. Interesting ones, really lousy ones, funny ones, tried to watch horror but really failed to scare me much. If I can open my eyes throughout the horror movie, it's pretty much a fail so much so it should stop calling itself 'horror' n start calling itself something else. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Am on my way now to meet my sweetie, pick out a hair colour for him. Maybe something along the lines of hot pink or baby blue after intensive bleaching. Lols! Going to help him with the dying of hair! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Feel like I've been over-eating these few days. Terrible. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Sleepy already. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~need Time and to be unsleepy~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7129291033896124496?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7129291033896124496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7129291033896124496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7129291033896124496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7129291033896124496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/aching-all-over-shiok.html' title='aching all over. shiok!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-2850195232780275427</id><published>2010-09-09T05:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T05:26:50.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5am woes</title><content type='html'>Why am I awake at this ungodly hour? Hello..! Go back to sleep! Madness. I can't sleep. At 5am. -_-" Great... &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~sensitivities~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-2850195232780275427?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2850195232780275427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2850195232780275427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2850195232780275427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2850195232780275427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/5am-woes.html' title='5am woes'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-931930468362704378</id><published>2010-09-07T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T18:02:14.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little red heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a Href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TIYNlOUNDQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/a1LGHiMSpdc/2010-09-07_17-59-35_634-1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TIYNlOUNDQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/a1LGHiMSpdc/s400/2010-09-07_17-59-35_634-1.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Bored in class. Brought a red pen and an eraser instead of a pencil. Just because they looked the same and I didn't bother to check. =/ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-931930468362704378?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/931930468362704378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=931930468362704378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/931930468362704378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/931930468362704378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-red-heart.html' title='little red heart'/><author><name>Shumz</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://lh4.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TIYNlOUNDQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/a1LGHiMSpdc/s72-c/2010-09-07_17-59-35_634-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24391375.post-2632494284373927944</id><published>2010-09-07T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T17:20:09.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited! so so excited!</title><content type='html'>Found a new exciting project! Can't wait to get home to try it! =D I'm so excited! I want to go home now! Actually didn't even want to leave home. Hahaha! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Let's hope I'm somewhat talented in circumcision. No that's not a typo and I'm not kidding! And NO it's not anyone's you know where. 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And that was more food than I had for the whole of yesterday. The best part? I'm meeting Boonz for dinner at McDs as well. I think my heart can't take it. Feel like I'm having heart palpitations now. Sudden intake of large amount of food caused my heart to panic. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Sweet November on YouTube! If only all movies were available on YouTube. It loads so much faster! I don't even mind it being in parts. Hahaha. In some ways it is better that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Take time to realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;That your warmth is. Crashing down on in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Take time to realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;That I am on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Didn't I, Didn't I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;But I can't spell it out for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;No it's never gonna be that simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;No I cant spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;Nice song! I love Colbie Caillat's voice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;Really wish I could sing. And play jazz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;~realize my dreams~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/24391375-2657564183501424829?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2657564183501424829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2657564183501424829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2657564183501424829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2657564183501424829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/palpitations.html' title='palpitations'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7780527028920619616</id><published>2010-09-07T03:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T03:16:02.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i figured it out</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel, all I ask for is a simple, comfortable life where everyone around me is free and happy. But why is that so difficult to achieve? &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; 男人有钱会变坏。女人变坏才有钱。How true is this? Sigh! Some facts of life is just depressing. Hahaha. Though I hate being average or worse in so many things, but in future that's all I'm asking for. No one to suffer, no financial problems. Just a happy loving family. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I'll just hope and wish for a better future because apparently, women are not suppose to be the ones with all the long term planning and goals. They're suppose to be small and insignificant and taken care off by their men. Women are suppose to take care of the house and family. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; What a load of bullshit. But despite what people kept assuming that society has changed, theoretically it's suppose to be equal or so they say. In reality, so many are still partially stuck in that old fashion thinking. Both men and women! Though it is sweet, when men thinks that women don't have to worry because he will take care of her. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; However, men all dream of super hot and pretty ultra super mums who can work all day and do chores all night including cooking up an excellent 10 course dinner and still have the energy to be mad wild in the bedroom afters. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I wish I could be that ultra super (inhuman) mum. Because really, average is never good enough. I can only dream. Too bad I'm only human! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Hate society. If whoever up there was so great, why the hell didn't he made mankind have the common sense of treating everyone as equals? Sexist bastard or bitch or both. As if he or she came out of nowhere. His or her mum must be ashamed. Or probably she didn't teach him or her well. Or goodness me! Mummy issues my dear? &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Oh Chunz, you're wrong. Who said I won't type long posts using my phone? Less distractions = more (possibly trash) thoughts. Hahaha! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~used~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7780527028920619616?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7780527028920619616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7780527028920619616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7780527028920619616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7780527028920619616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-figured-it-out.html' title='i figured it out'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-2197875972750871502</id><published>2010-09-06T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:08:39.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't been shopping with a girl for SO long. hahahaha!</title><content type='html'>I think I'm attaining the state of goddess-ness. I haven't eaten anything the whole day and I'm still not hungry. All I had was Vitasoy, green tea and Koi. The only "solid" food so far are the pearls in Koi. Hahaha! So I'm only running on sugar. Haven't felt hungry at all. When a foodie is not hungry, something is very wrong. I don't know what is wrong but I as hell am feeling the effects. So lethargic and suddenly, weak. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice shopping day today! So fun to be out with Kai Li. LOLS. So much to talk about. Don't even remember what we were talking about. Did manicure, but it was really bad. Looks like some kid painted my nails. Will remove it soon. Also didn't expect it to be as pink. Wanted something a little more subtle. Super lousy manicurist. Still asked me to get the package. Crazy. You did such a terrible job! What's the point of me getting a package? So you can destroy my nails more often..? What's more this is only my 3rd time in my life doing manicures. And I've only done express. This is the WORST job I've seen. Even I can do it a little better myself. I think. HAHAHA. But their threading is not bad. They should stick to something they're good at. They call themselves the "eyebrow specialists" anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new mask from Skin Food! Shall go and do it later =) Also got the night cream for troubled skin. I think it's a good combination. Becoming more and more of a fan of Skin Food products!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of getting the membership. But it's $150 purchase within 3 months. LOLS again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have friends around sometimes. Gets my mind off things! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;~&amp;lt;3 cacao berry from koi!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-2197875972750871502?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2197875972750871502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2197875972750871502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2197875972750871502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2197875972750871502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/havent-been-shopping-with-girl-for-so.html' title='haven&apos;t been shopping with a girl for SO long. hahahaha!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-114528387158045124</id><published>2010-09-06T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T12:12:50.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought we said goodbye last night</title><content type='html'>Dying from pretence. Bursting at the seams. Overly inflated. Can't breathe no more. I'm being sadistic. Lucky I'm not an elephant. Else I would have died. Or maybe not. Hahaha! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Just some usual jibberish. Late for school as usual. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Need to run off all these crap. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~oh Well~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-114528387158045124?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/114528387158045124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=114528387158045124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/114528387158045124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/114528387158045124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/thought-we-said-goodbye-last-night.html' title='thought we said goodbye last night'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-3179643068096112343</id><published>2010-09-05T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:23:22.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marina barrage</title><content type='html'>At Marina Barrage with my babie. Long time since I've been here! They turned off all the water features =(. Suddenly I'm sitting in silence. Wish I could lie down instead. That'll be nice! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; So much on my mind right now. Hahaha! Feel like some weird crazy emo kid sitting alone. Thank goodness for blogs! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Wanted to upload a picture of what I'm looking at. But can't seem to capture anything nice. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Another long day tomorrow! Another off day from work. Tue is an off day as well. Loads to get done. *sigh!* &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Words will be words. You've got to prove your sincerity. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~manicure!~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3179643068096112343?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3179643068096112343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3179643068096112343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3179643068096112343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3179643068096112343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/marnia-barrage.html' title='marina barrage'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-8136537222640213866</id><published>2010-09-05T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T15:45:09.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home on an off day. a weekend. nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a Href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TINKgZwPJ1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Xj2Xh0Nr6h0/2010-09-05_15-37-46_396.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TINKgZwPJ1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Xj2Xh0Nr6h0/s400/2010-09-05_15-37-46_396.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Long legged spider scared me while I was showering. Yucks! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Sleeping at 5am is detrimental to the health of my skin! My poor skin was getting better until I decided to rush through my project. And sadly, I'm not done with it. 1/4 more to go. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Wanted to go to the zoo today, but check out the weather. It's as moody as my default face. Hahaha! Then I thought, could go for a walk at Botanical Gardens! And I realise, I'll be facing the same problem. So I continued with my work. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Its a Sunday. I'm not working. And I'm home. Wow.. But ok at least I'm going to be out for dinner! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Oh! And I've never slept past 12pm. Today's a first. Hahaha! But feels like I slept half the day away =( Sigh.. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Ok! Time to prepare to get out of the house! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~loves Essentials Hair Mask!~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-8136537222640213866?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/8136537222640213866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=8136537222640213866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8136537222640213866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8136537222640213866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-on-off-day-weekend-nuts.html' title='home on an off day. a weekend. nuts'/><author><name>Shumz</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://lh4.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TINKgZwPJ1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Xj2Xh0Nr6h0/s72-c/2010-09-05_15-37-46_396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24391375.post-4688404011523923805</id><published>2010-09-04T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T21:46:28.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finished 1/4 of proj</title><content type='html'>Me haz a super&amp;nbsp;humongous pack of Nougats! Me love my nomnoms! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do realise I'm over blogging. Who cares? LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;~exploding but still snacking~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4688404011523923805?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4688404011523923805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4688404011523923805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4688404011523923805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4688404011523923805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/finished-14-of-proj.html' title='finished 1/4 of proj'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-3376908989897617962</id><published>2010-09-04T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:46:16.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm HOME on a SATURDAY</title><content type='html'>My student gave me something really sweet! Wrote me a letter and the contents make me feel like maybe I'm a good teacher. Hahaha! My students love me! I love them too! =) Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great! So damn full now! Now for the dessert. Oh I bought $50+ worth of junk food! SO happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh WOW! This new Korean coffee that comes in really cute bottles is actually very yummie! Binggrae's a cafe la - Caramel Macchiato. Is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;~auto pilot~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3376908989897617962?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3376908989897617962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3376908989897617962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3376908989897617962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3376908989897617962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/dinner-was-great-so-damn-full-now-now.html' title='i&apos;m HOME on a SATURDAY'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-3316403460165361940</id><published>2010-09-04T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T13:11:50.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>human food has arrived!</title><content type='html'>Came home to an empty house. With nothing to eat. Having cereal for brunch. =( I'm really hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever gave my papa the idea my mama was paying for my phone bills? I've been paying it myself for years. Looks like they really don't know anything about me. Even when my schedule has been fixed a certain way for so damn long, I always end up being questioned why I suddenly arranged it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you people don't need me, don't want me, then stop setting standards on my life. Just let me screw it up. Why does it matter to you? Because by default its suppose to matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Forget it. I don't want to care so much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are refusing to move properly after all that walk yesterday. I realized the 30mins walk to my student's place from the nearest bus stop is as good as walking 2/3 of the journey from my house to the nearest MRT station. It's a weekly exercise. How long would it take to help me slim down? LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of taking up kick boxing. Or aerobics! Wonder what my schedule will be like after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;~i do have plenty of time yes?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3316403460165361940?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3316403460165361940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3316403460165361940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3316403460165361940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3316403460165361940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/human-food-has-arrived.html' title='human food has arrived!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7626291041999137970</id><published>2010-09-04T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T12:29:10.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing better to do</title><content type='html'>This is becoming more like hourly log entries than a simple blog. Yes I've got nothing better to do how can you blame me? &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Just done teaching my cute student. Going home for lunch and going to work again. Then go home to enjoy my project. =) &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I wish I was special. So fking special. &lt;br/&gt; But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. &lt;br/&gt; What the hell am I doing here, I don't belong here. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ...I Wanna have control. &lt;br/&gt; I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul. &lt;br/&gt; I want you to notice when I'm not around. &lt;br/&gt; So fking special. I wish I was special. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Finally added in new songs on my iTouch. Miss all these older songs. So nice! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Why is there always insects on board 163? This time its a friggin bee. Gawd.. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ~whatever Makes u happy, whatever u want~ &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7626291041999137970?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7626291041999137970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7626291041999137970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7626291041999137970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7626291041999137970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/nothing-better-to-do.html' title='nothing better to do'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4274557061153095697</id><published>2010-09-04T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T10:37:56.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with all smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TIGxAeByvnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uyEuUIuuDBw/Spongebob_28.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TIGxAeByvnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uyEuUIuuDBw/s400/Spongebob_28.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What a night of 'I thought I was doing ok but actually I was doing it all wrong'. But that's where the word 'changes' came from. Seriously! The irony! My project is on change management. To put into practice what I've learnt despite having done it all wrong, I can do this the hard way or the easy way.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; To keep complaining but forced to move on, or voluntarily move on. It can be stress free and all smiles.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So I'm looking forward to redoing the whole project. The whole damn thing. Ain't it going to be an exciting weekend! So glad I get to end work earlier tonight. Someone must have been looking out for me. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Oh loves gentlemen. He saw me and let me pass. Not a typical Singaporean. =) &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I love blogging on the go. Hahaha! Good news: I get to blog when I'm bored now! Bad news: much more crap for (non-existent) readers. Not such a bad news then.. Lols! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; *inserts Spongebob Sqarepants pic* &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~managing change~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4274557061153095697?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4274557061153095697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4274557061153095697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4274557061153095697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4274557061153095697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/with-all-smiles.html' title='with all smiles'/><author><name>Shumz</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://lh5.ggpht.com/_dOO0XJoPjMc/TIGxAeByvnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uyEuUIuuDBw/s72-c/Spongebob_28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24391375.post-9165422153858747311</id><published>2010-09-04T09:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T09:23:38.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger-droid!</title><content type='html'>Oh I found a blogger app! That means I can now blog on the go! How come I didn't think of this earlier. Hahaha!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Oh well! Time to get up and prepare for work. It's a long day ahead. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ~the sun's gonna shine~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-9165422153858747311?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/9165422153858747311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=9165422153858747311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/9165422153858747311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/9165422153858747311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/blogger-droid.html' title='blogger-droid!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4562190640396687811</id><published>2010-09-02T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T02:58:52.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing it!</title><content type='html'>Different kind of productivity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Kai Li for Mac breakfast later! In another 7+ hours time. Glad I found someone to talk to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd the number of compliments I've been getting these days. Really weird. Also really weird people suddenly noticed my personal message. It's been there for a year at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it right that I feel kinda emotionally under the weather? I realise I've been working and studying ever since my 3rd year in poly. Or was it 2nd? Back then that job was much easier. Flexible even. Can't wait for this weekend. I'm yearning for a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anticipating&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow's breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Students' good results! It better be good. =X&lt;br /&gt;My pay(s).&lt;br /&gt;KL trip. (If that even happens)&lt;br /&gt;Graduation.&lt;br /&gt;NZ trip. (To go there, enjoy, and COME BACK.)&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan trip. (If that even happens too)&lt;br /&gt;Doing myself proud. (Which leads to a whole new list of things I wish to accomplish before I die. LOLS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for bed! I am going to wake up to a good morning! I'm demanding for a good morning and a good rest of the day, week, month, year, life. Aren't we all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;~ME = 3 words: sad, fat and ugly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4562190640396687811?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4562190640396687811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4562190640396687811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4562190640396687811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4562190640396687811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/09/sing-it.html' title='sing it!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-494815692203629758</id><published>2010-08-31T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:56:05.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some small joy that will last a while</title><content type='html'>Finally got my beautiful certificate in my hands! Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Dear babie love, really have to thank you. Without you this certificate may not even exist. You have encouraged me so much and was there for me all the way. Even accompanied me to the exam venue and sat under the hot sun waiting for me to finish my turn. LOLS. You know I love you right? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Muamuacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know I was invited to join an event for selected people only. I only wanted to go because of potential business opportunities. But end up rejecting the invitation because of projects =(. I'm way behind all my work! Crap. So tempted to go take a look at that event though.. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day tomorrow! I thought I had the whole house to myself to finish up my projects. I was wrong. Then I thought WEDNESDAY, no school, whole day to finish up project! But I was wrong again. I forgot about calling night. OFFICE! Dead. How to submit my parts on time. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have breakfast nor lunch today, but had a scrumptious 4-course dinner. No, actually.. it was just average. The main was pretty good, but everything else was nothing much. Exploding and already thinking of sleeping in my nice comfy bed! It's a long day tomorrow. Heck it's always a long day tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to these 2 weekends! Short teaching hours on Saturday, and off on Sunday! YES! Not that I dread teaching. I don't really! I just need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;~so much to learn, so little time~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-494815692203629758?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/494815692203629758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=494815692203629758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/494815692203629758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/494815692203629758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-small-joy-that-will-last-while.html' title='some small joy that will last a while'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1756972645956797777</id><published>2010-08-28T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T00:53:04.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goal 1 of 1,982,304,095 accomplished!</title><content type='html'>She doesn't get it. I don't want to learn from her. But she's sly. She dangles the carrot in front of my face. ARGH. Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I hear the sounds of my neighbour growling and 'roaring' at a cat like a dog and caning or whipping or I don't know what to the cat. Fierce. But at 12.43am, that's not a very good timing he picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lone ranger shall try to win the first battle tomorrow! Alone! Me! GAWD. I really have to learn to do things alone don't I. Too reliant on having someone beside me most of the time. Babie love! You spoil me! Muamuacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got plenty of work undone, I really need to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to hire someone to do calling for me. Doesn't anyone want some pocket money? SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;~a piece of high quality paper that arrived from the UK might just increase my earnings~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1756972645956797777?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1756972645956797777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1756972645956797777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1756972645956797777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1756972645956797777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/goal-1-of-1982304095-accomplished.html' title='goal 1 of 1,982,304,095 accomplished!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-8167592772892091182</id><published>2010-08-26T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T15:50:31.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking of yummilicious!</title><content type='html'>Cheezels Biskitz are coated with the same thing my favourite Cheezels are coated with. But Biskitz just don't taste as nicee and cheesy. =( Disappointing. On the other hand, my princess might love some! Since it doesn't taste too salty. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you babie! I never really eat sugared peanuts much. But now I love them! I love you babie! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was good! Chicken curry noodles and cucumber. Bread for leftover curry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm bored because I'm at home. It's rare for me to be at home the whole day! Gave me time to do laundry. Iron! Watch tons of shows. Be lagging behind all my projects.... LOLS. Lazy to do work that requires me to use my brains. Just waiting for time to pass so I can see my babie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;~Bored~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-8167592772892091182?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/8167592772892091182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=8167592772892091182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8167592772892091182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8167592772892091182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/thinking-of-yummilicious.html' title='thinking of yummilicious!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-3477597815675212222</id><published>2010-08-20T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T02:15:46.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!</title><content type='html'>This wk's achievement: finished first season of Fighting Spiders. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 day left to finish studying for tomorrow's test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you babie.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;~words~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3477597815675212222?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3477597815675212222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3477597815675212222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3477597815675212222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3477597815675212222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy.html' title='happy!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6672105209755954765</id><published>2010-08-17T09:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T09:23:20.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found my shoesy!</title><content type='html'>Finally! I had an excellent night's rest! So happy! Woke up at 8.44am. Then I thought, 'Hey! Maybe I should go for a run! The weather looks great!'. Then I raided my room for my running shoes. I thought I lost it. Gave up looking for it. I even thought I left it in Thailand ='(. Then I remembered, I always removed it from my shoe bag and put it in my shoe box to air it. SHOE BOX! Hidden in one little corner with my violins, tadah! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've lost my mood to run. LOLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have another good night's rest and wake up earlier tomorrow. =D LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear running shoes, I'm so happy to see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;~start~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6672105209755954765?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6672105209755954765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6672105209755954765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6672105209755954765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6672105209755954765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-found-my-shoesy.html' title='i found my shoesy!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7233178837803481343</id><published>2010-08-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:59:29.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold. very cold.</title><content type='html'>A happy little garbage disposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what perfect words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no didn't get anything done! Got sick of lakorns suddenly, nothing else to watch. Jumped back to CSI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sleepy time. After this last epi and feed my dear greedy 10 (human) year old puppy (lols!!) whose been following me around the whole day since the house is empty. Hahaha! That cute little ball of fluff! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;~zzz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7233178837803481343?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7233178837803481343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7233178837803481343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7233178837803481343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7233178837803481343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/cold-very-cold.html' title='cold. very cold.'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-2733757870788211314</id><published>2010-08-16T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T19:33:34.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh! more $ nx mth!</title><content type='html'>Back from work to an empty quiet home with no dinner on the table. Suddenly I feel like an old lady. Hahaha! How interesting. Parents must be so happy I've been at home these few days. But it's time to get busy. Where better to throw your mind into than work? Especially when experiencing such emo-lag as chunz put it. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible rain when I was about to leave house! Jeans was all wet -.-" Ridiculous. So uncomfortable. Shall go shower and cook dinner. LOLS! COOK DINNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must try to start studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungryyyyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;~Sleepy again!?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-2733757870788211314?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2733757870788211314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2733757870788211314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2733757870788211314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2733757870788211314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-more-nx-mth.html' title='oh! more $ nx mth!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4457343876007730382</id><published>2010-08-09T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:50:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop treating me like a 5yr old</title><content type='html'>Mama asked me if I thought I was that independent, whether I had the ability to move out now. YES SURE WHY NOT. If you're willing to give me the same offer my papa gave my kor, buy me a house to move out, I'd do it in a jiffy. Sure there will be lots to think about, bills and stuffs, but I'm sure I can work it out. First time this year I came home at 1.30am. I've not been out till so late for so blardly long.&amp;nbsp;She says I come home this late almost everyday. Ya sure, why not I come home this late more often to fulfill the meaning of your sentence?&amp;nbsp;What's more I'm 22 for gawds sake. I use to go home at 2am in secondary school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And according to her I don't like to be home because I'm trying to run away from chores. Oh my gawd ya the witch's broom and the wizard's mop and hanging demonic clothes are so scary! And the dishes will eat me up! NO I CAN'T DO CHORES. PLEASE LA. Can't you see the reason I don't like to come home is because of THIS? Every time either of you see me there is sure something you want to nag about. Always complaining I sleep too late. Oh right now I can't even do assignments? Sure if I can't manage to finish, I'll just write a simple note to the lecturer. 'Dear Sir/Madam, my parents do not allow me to stay up late for whatever reasons. Hence, I was not able to finish my assignment partially because I have to work some days. So please just read what ever there is and try not to fail me. Thanks.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, buy me a house, I'll move out. Let me learn the hard way of struggling alone. Who knows? Maybe I'll end up crawling back and you can lecture me till my eardrums burst and my ears fall off. Its fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say, really appreciate what papa has been doing. Though he has the ability to nag about everything under the sky. But I know deep down where it is all coming from. HAIZ! Thanks papa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;~they just don't know~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4457343876007730382?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4457343876007730382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4457343876007730382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4457343876007730382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4457343876007730382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/stop-treating-me-like-5yr-old.html' title='stop treating me like a 5yr old'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7638273469600122989</id><published>2010-08-03T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:04:04.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ringalingaling!</title><content type='html'>Replacement days are not as terrible as they sound. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly food at Tao is pretty good! But terribly full. Love the plentiful dishes I had! Time with you is always so short =( And it will only become shorter! No fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw a graph of my weight and you will spot a bullish trend. If only the stock market is as predictable as my weight. I'll probably be a millionaire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly addicted to Thai drama. LOLS! The plot is quite similar to Taiwan dramas, but the actors are not as lame. When they are lame, they are authentically lame. Not trying-too-hard type of lame. The difference? One is just more acceptable than the other. Though it looks quite budget, but somehow it is just nicer to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;~prettypretty ring!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7638273469600122989?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7638273469600122989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7638273469600122989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7638273469600122989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7638273469600122989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/ringalingaling.html' title='ringalingaling!'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-3321297014165994334</id><published>2010-08-02T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T00:34:16.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i really gotta get that shit outta my head</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, someone grew interest in me. It is some, not really wanted attention. At this time of the night? Some girl just randomly smsing me asking me about my school, my work, my age..?! I'm not use to this type of friendliness. LOLS. I think I'm more comfortable communicating with people I know at weird timings, and people I don't really know, when the sun is up?? No, I don't think that's right either. I don't know. Maybe it is just the fact she reminds me of someone else.... YES I think that is the reason! The fact that she really behaves like this other person, princess-y and all. She must be really REALLY bored.. Or because she's building rapport with me just so I'd hire her good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharks. I'm overwhelmed with school and teaching-related stuff! Sweetie please interview her for me.. If she tries anything funny with you, I'd fire her ass. Of course I can't fire her if I haven't hired her. Who said anything about firing her from the job? I'd literally lit her ass on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm friggin grumpy! I've got tons to do and I don't know where to start with. Gazillion things lined up waiting for me to finish within a ridiculously tight deadline. I am sooooo... fmled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired now, but no mood to sleep. I think that's nonsense too. If I go now I'd still have a decent 6hrs of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;~some ppl just don't get it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-3321297014165994334?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/3321297014165994334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=3321297014165994334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3321297014165994334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/3321297014165994334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-really-gotta-get-that-shit-outta-my.html' title='i really gotta get that shit outta my head'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1111832312331214893</id><published>2010-07-30T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:58:52.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's too hard to wait</title><content type='html'>Most interesting anniversary I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get that shit out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Somehow everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;We could sit back and relax and unwind&lt;br /&gt;It's now that I need you&lt;br /&gt;Just be cool in this time&lt;br /&gt;It always feels like the front line&lt;br /&gt;And without you I'm losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's not like you're hearing this for the first time&lt;br /&gt;As this song plays I keep hitting rewind&lt;br /&gt;We both know I'm yours and you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Just know as long as I'm alive, I'll come back to your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much edited lyrics of song by Ben Kenney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;~i'm really tired~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1111832312331214893?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1111832312331214893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1111832312331214893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1111832312331214893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1111832312331214893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-too-hard-to-wait.html' title='it&apos;s too hard to wait'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-5597928037032641076</id><published>2010-07-27T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:18:57.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fixing the switch</title><content type='html'>I think you're absolutely hot. I see the pictures in which we kissed. And oh! That warm fuzzy feeling... Yes you're absolutely hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;~short, sweet, lethal~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-5597928037032641076?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/5597928037032641076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=5597928037032641076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5597928037032641076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5597928037032641076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/fixing-switch.html' title='fixing the switch'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4798089773267839306</id><published>2010-07-22T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:52:44.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do not play with the switch</title><content type='html'>Irritated by senseless arguments. You seem like you don't even know what you're talking about. So shut up. It's damn irritating when you try to pretend you know when it is too damn obvious you don't. So seriously. Keep whatever dignity you have left, shut up and go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am in a PMS mood. So I'm here to complain! I especially hate the phrase "you duno meh??". If I knew, I wouldn't have asked. Do you think I like to look stupid in front you? I asked because I don't know, right? Do you ask people questions for fun even when you know the answer just so you can look stupid in front of them? Which person in the right mind has that much time to entertain other people's ego?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like I had a great day with my babie. So I'm not going to go on and complain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I can be tolerant. You can piss me off a million times. But if I had enough of you, I don't think you'll be hearing from me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;~school started already? oh right, doesn't feel like it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4798089773267839306?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4798089773267839306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4798089773267839306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4798089773267839306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4798089773267839306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-not-play-with-switch.html' title='do not play with the switch'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-135312876343428265</id><published>2010-07-16T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:59:19.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a good friday?</title><content type='html'>No more gathering =( Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rain don't seem to be going anywhere.. I'm stuck at home and I don't like it! I want to go to babie's! =( Stupidstupid rain! I don't care I'm leaving in 8mins time. Don't want to be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good a free day means I get to do some of the things I've left undone. Plentiful! I wonder if we'd get to go somewhere nice tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. 3mins to my big exit into the heavy rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;~reading again!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-135312876343428265?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/135312876343428265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=135312876343428265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/135312876343428265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/135312876343428265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/have-good-friday.html' title='have a good friday?'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1820568225437188496</id><published>2010-07-15T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:20:07.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sensitivities</title><content type='html'>I always love that we have things to talk about. Always love that we still have good time spent together. Just wish that the time was longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved the afternoon nap! Wish I could just continued to sleep. Need headache to go away =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sleepy already. Tomorrow is pon school day! =D Just want a little more time with my babie. I don't think that's wrong. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small gathering tomorrow too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the weekends. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;~would you like to go sailing?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1820568225437188496?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1820568225437188496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1820568225437188496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1820568225437188496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1820568225437188496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/sensitivities.html' title='sensitivities'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-5690213347629281470</id><published>2010-07-10T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:48:35.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now i think i know</title><content type='html'>The whole day, songs have been speaking to me. 30 Seconds to Mars told me, the secret is out.. goodbye.. Linkin Park sang about lies.. But Zee Avi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal verdana; line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;And my smiles turn to tears&lt;br /&gt;and I'm facing my fears&lt;br /&gt;can't you see me&lt;br /&gt;trying my best to reach out for your hand&lt;br /&gt;you won't let me in&lt;br /&gt;and I've done what I can&lt;br /&gt;you keep changing your plans&lt;br /&gt;do you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can try to be better this time&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can try to be better this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me in&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal verdana; line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;~better this time?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-5690213347629281470?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/5690213347629281470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=5690213347629281470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5690213347629281470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5690213347629281470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/now-i-think-i-know.html' title='now i think i know'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-579258554365303124</id><published>2010-07-10T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:32:45.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt; / 3</title><content type='html'>These are meaningless tears to you. Despite the pain I feel, I deserve every bit of it. I did you wrong this time and theres always a price to pay. I should have seen what was coming, but its all pointless now. I wish for you to take my apologies, but I'm sure things would never be the same. The love I have for you seems weightless and unimportant now. It pains me but its the consequences I have to bear. And I will. If I was given a choice, I would undo the wrongs, but all I have now are apologies, tears on my pillow and my aching heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;~it is indeed too late to apologise~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-579258554365303124?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/579258554365303124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=579258554365303124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/579258554365303124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/579258554365303124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/3.html' title='&lt; / 3'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7734389863513325278</id><published>2010-07-06T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:52:46.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because of irrationality</title><content type='html'>I've come to realise how sometimes I don't think like a girl. I don't know if it is a good or a bad thing. But because I am after all, a female, I still do have terrible irrational girlish feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but have this 'sour' feeling in me just because the whole day I was only looking forward to 1 thing, and just so happens that it only lasted 1/12 of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can have ALMOST non-existent girlish emotions, just like men. Things are sometimes just easier if emotions were not there to complicate things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heres proof that some old songs are just fantastic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nat King Cole - Smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Smile though your heart is aching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Smile even though it's breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;If you smile through your fear and sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Light up your face with gladness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Hide every trace of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;If you just smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;instrumental interlude="" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;If you just smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/instrumental&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;instrumental interlude="" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/instrumental&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;instrumental interlude="" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Hate not feeling a 100%. Hate falling sick. Hate not feeling balanced. Hate not BEING balanced. Some of these girlish feelings have to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/instrumental&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;instrumental interlude="" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/instrumental&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;instrumental interlude="" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;~smile~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/instrumental&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/24391375-7734389863513325278?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7734389863513325278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7734389863513325278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7734389863513325278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7734389863513325278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/because-of-irrationality.html' title='because of irrationality'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1785352745995905381</id><published>2010-07-04T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T19:46:21.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>balance</title><content type='html'>A little more free, a whole lot more ridiculous feelings and useless brain-stuff-thoughts-crap..stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find back the balance. To be just enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;~balance~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1785352745995905381?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1785352745995905381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1785352745995905381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1785352745995905381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1785352745995905381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/balance.html' title='balance'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6215848828393387136</id><published>2010-07-04T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:21:56.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something here inside cannot be denied</title><content type='html'>So many students come and go. But it only takes 1 to make me love my job. She might be a young girl who will grow up to forget what she has said to me and anyone else. But I really treasure the things she said to me and her mum and the receptionist at the school. For once I must have done something right for her to tell so many people she likes me! So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have someone else on my mind right now, besides this sweet little girl. My sweetie, my babie, I miss you! So envious of the couples who get to travel together. Its not even about the money YET, its about the 'not being able to do that because my parents still think I'm 3yrs old.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm afraid of what will happen next, but I can't deny I'm rather excited to see what comes out of the new phase in you're life. At the same time, I'm really worried about going overseas to further my studies. Right now I can only think of one thing that will stop me from going Boston. Unfortunately, I'm not THAT much of a romantic, I can't say its you. Its me, doing well in my business that will make me stay. So for the next 1yr+, whatever happens will determine where I'm going to be in 2012. Or who knows? Change is inevitable! Something else might happen. Haiz! How I wish I can do whatever I want, whenever I want with whoever I want. I want to go overseas to relax, recharge and do nothing but have fun, eat and sleep for as long as I want to with my babie. Haiz! Now which god do I pray to for the highest chance of having my dream come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;~smoke gets in your eyes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6215848828393387136?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6215848828393387136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6215848828393387136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6215848828393387136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6215848828393387136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/07/something-here-inside-cannot-be-denied.html' title='something here inside cannot be denied'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-7138647515294472576</id><published>2010-06-07T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:19:52.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little something i've learned</title><content type='html'>In this business, I've found out how cruel the world can be. Even people whom you thought were your friends, turn away when all you ask for is their support. In this business, I hear too many sob stories of how people's lives were affected because someone close to them did not &lt;u&gt;receive&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;welcome&lt;/u&gt; help in certain financial areas. If it takes death to realise the importance, it is probably too painful and too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need everyone in the world to be your friends. Just keep those that are worth being called a 'friend'. The others? They're probably not friends to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I did have a great day today! Had a nice lunch with my babie. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;我好想你!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm going to get myself a netbook for sure tomorrow! Fat chick can stay home soon! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;~sweet nothings~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-7138647515294472576?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/7138647515294472576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=7138647515294472576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7138647515294472576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/7138647515294472576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-something-ive-learned.html' title='a little something i&apos;ve learned'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4372082397690997809</id><published>2010-06-05T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T11:21:23.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>couldn't sleep cuz results sucked real bad</title><content type='html'>Just realised how BADLY I screwed up the last exam. O.M.G. My GPA has plunged to its death. Feel like killing myself when I think about it. The only way to salvage the situation is to get at least 3 HDs out of 4 mods the next semester. How is that even going to be possible? There is a gawd damned Econs module! What the hell! I didn't sign up for Econs and Finance.... I signed up for Management and Finance and minoring in Marketing. Screw econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm going to work my hardest for the last semester. If I can work 7 days a week I can study harder for school. But I'll also be trying my very best for this business. Must jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my babie.. Everytime I feel very crappy, the only place I want to be very badly is where I feel the most comforting; in my babie's arms. I wonder why I cried when I felt damn crappy with a terrible migraine and high fever. And I only did cause my babie called me to ask how I was. LOLS. Emo kid. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; my babie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 hours of sleep and doctor's miracle pills made me feel so much better. Except that my tonsils still feel damn swelled up. =( Just got a little uncomfortable later into the night. At least I managed to finish up my teaching and appointments.. Doc actually told me I should not work too hard cause I still have a long way to go. Migraine from work stress? Can't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss watching all my shows! Suddenly not able to d/l them anymore. =( Stupid webbie. Now I have no choice but to watch it directly off the web. That really sucks. How much time do I have to sit here just to watch shows? I use to have a system. I d/l dump it into my iTouch and watch it when and where I can. Crappy webbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will get better. I'm sure things will be better very soon! Jiayou! I love you sweetie! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;~加油加油加油!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4372082397690997809?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4372082397690997809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4372082397690997809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4372082397690997809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4372082397690997809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/06/couldnt-sleep-cuz-results-sucked-real.html' title='couldn&apos;t sleep cuz results sucked real bad'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-5333269974627735245</id><published>2010-05-31T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T16:01:40.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My jobs</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was an interesting day! Taught at the usual time at the usual place with the usual students. Found time to squeeze in my other work stuff during lunch hour.&amp;nbsp;Still manage to eat proper food and read story book. I love 1hr 30mins lunch breaks! =)&amp;nbsp;After lunch manager took a picture of me saying that my dressing was appropriate. My picture would be pasted at the pantry to encourage other teachers to dress like me. I just LOOKED like I was dressed appropriately. Actually I was wearing black jeans.. which is not allowed. LOLS. Anyway I came to the conclusion, people there hardly know who I am. Mr Violin Teacher asked me if I'm a new teacher there. He also asked if I taught guitar. HAHAHA. I've been there for almost 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then taught some more. Alex didn't turn up at 4.30pm.&amp;nbsp;Canvasing buddy didn't turn up at 5.30pm. Men are always late. *tsktsktsk* When Alex finally turned up, I attempted to teach him aural, and pitching. Intervals and a little singing might help?? =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to talk to branch manager about insurance. Shes actually interested! Yay! Then had another hour to waste before canvasing buddy finally turned up. Within that hour my pitching was being tested by Mr Violin Teacher. And he asked me to accompany him on his violin. Very interested really! He told me that I should pick up violin. HAHAHA! I'd be more than happy to seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canvasing was productive. Hopefully the 'suspect' will turn into a 'prospect' and eventually a client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today finally closed a case. 1. Still fumbling in the warm market. Slowly jumping into cold waters. Jiayou ba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Yes, I am beginning to love this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;~yes i'm ego. i'll show u~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-5333269974627735245?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/5333269974627735245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=5333269974627735245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5333269974627735245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5333269974627735245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-jobs.html' title='My jobs'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-8531352999200724713</id><published>2010-05-24T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:11:20.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo-ness is a small issue</title><content type='html'>There comes a time when theres just so much to do, small, minor details and issues don't matter anymore. As long as such issues don't end up killing me or giving me an ultimate shitty life, I'm fine with forgoing those small little crap. It's the big things in life that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on the bigger things in life! Many small things going wrong may not even measure up to what one big thing going wrong can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short blog from office. Today's agenda? Rush back to somewhere 10minutes away from my home to teach for 1.5hrs. And rush back to office to continue working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Big things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;~away with the best, throw away the rest~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-8531352999200724713?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/8531352999200724713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=8531352999200724713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8531352999200724713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8531352999200724713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/05/emo-ness-is-small-issue.html' title='emo-ness is a small issue'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-349795723583729994</id><published>2010-05-21T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T00:02:57.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yep. still pissed.</title><content type='html'>I know it was my own decisions that got me into the position I am in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, that would mean I can make my own decisions to have a nice, relaxing day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you try to deny me of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not working hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I remind you, I started work immediately after my exams ended?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I remind you, its my school holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I remind you, I had not a single day's rest ever since I started mugging for exams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I remind you, I've not had a nice long PROPER school holiday since I got into uni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats. You pissed me off on my one and only rest day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And! This is my last school holiday. I'll be graduating soon. I think, I don't want to look for a job too. I'll just slack at home. I want to claim back all the school holidays I never got to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS the weekends I spend working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cross my fingers and toes that would be possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;~sanity bites the dust~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-349795723583729994?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/349795723583729994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=349795723583729994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/349795723583729994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/349795723583729994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/05/yep-still-pissed.html' title='yep. still pissed.'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6168287707278358515</id><published>2010-05-20T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:33:36.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't the world just give me a break?</title><content type='html'>I'm really not feeling very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to beg for 1 blardy off day. I'm already working 7 days a week. Not unreasonable to ask for 1 blardy off day in the whole entire month. Begging off day from my boss, that was fine. Can understand. Now my papa's not happy that I actually take leave just to go to the beach. RIGHT. Tell me what other days I have to go ANYWHERE or rest for 1 whole day? 1 blardy day. Just 1 blardy day. I think for this I get to choose WHO I want to go out with and WHAT I want to do. 1 BLARDY DAY. F. Haven't even started and I'm already frigging pissed off. Blardy hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be the one making all the decisions. Hate it when all everyone else knows how to do is to ask me for this ask me for that ask me to do this ask me to do that. Then ask me howhowhow, whywhywhy, whatwhatwhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really so pissed I feel like hiding in the toilet to cry. TAKE 1 OFF DAY SO MUCH PROBLEMS. I MUST WELL WORK MYSELF TO DEATH. NOT AS IF ANYONE CARES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;~if you don't care how I think or feel, why should I care about what YOU think?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6168287707278358515?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6168287707278358515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6168287707278358515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6168287707278358515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6168287707278358515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/05/cant-world-just-give-me-break.html' title='can&apos;t the world just give me a break?'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-8351598104771402802</id><published>2010-05-15T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:41:18.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have not had time to sit down and type a proper post. Every single day is nothing but work. I really really miss my babie.. =( I know I told you I'll be free after exams but turns out I'm even more busy than ever. =( But you've been so sweet to me babie! I love you! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Looking forward to next Friday! My one and only proper off day from now till school reopens. I'll try to get more off days! Muamuacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need to address an issue. Not very big an issue, just really pissed me off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;If you don't understand my business, don't judge it.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can't understand why some people who don't understand something can make such strong judgments. I'll just have to assume such people are stereotypes that simply follow the crowd and don't have a mind of their own. Even though there is someone there willing to explain to them what is going on, they simply brush them off thinking that they are smarter than other people. Let me say, from my point of view, making such judgments without knowledge just makes you look plain stupid. Now you're the clown in my eyes, and seriously, if anything were to happen to you, don't say I didn't try to help you. Cause I did. You simply didn't give me the opportunity to help you. In the first place, I simply wanted to share some information with you. If you can't appreciate me as a friend, I don't think I should bother either. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;If you don't understand my business, don't judge it, seriously. Don't try to act smart you clown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired right now. I just want my babie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;~i'm in screensaver mode as of now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-8351598104771402802?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/8351598104771402802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=8351598104771402802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8351598104771402802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8351598104771402802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/05/have-not-had-time-to-sit-down-and-type.html' title=''/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1425671694208755701</id><published>2010-05-05T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:21:42.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cliche</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful beginning to the end of my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a battle I have to fight by myself. Because the whole world knew it and heard it too many times. Why do I keep going back to the same stupid situation? Its like I'm stating the obvious. Everyone knows. I don't want to do this. I don't want to do it anymore. I want to give up right now and walk away. So even if we were to hurt for awhile, it'll be okay eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't have the mood to go to work. I just want to sit at home and rot and maybe let out some bottled up emotions and whatever crap my mind can come up with. I just want things to go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;~just when I thought the worst was over.. it just began~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1425671694208755701?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1425671694208755701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1425671694208755701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1425671694208755701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1425671694208755701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/05/cliche.html' title='cliche'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-6446824736747529329</id><published>2010-04-29T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:46:38.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>periodic reviews</title><content type='html'>Detachment in process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;~market adjustments~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-6446824736747529329?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/6446824736747529329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=6446824736747529329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6446824736747529329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/6446824736747529329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/periodic-reviews.html' title='periodic reviews'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-1749919123295510295</id><published>2010-04-28T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:17:33.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm waiting for 'finally'</title><content type='html'>Status today: Killed by 1st paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prediction of upcoming status: Killed by 2nd paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by: Killed by 3rd paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then: Killed by last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally: I'm freeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping to pass everything this time. Super terrible round of exams. Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;~find a way to be free from woes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-1749919123295510295?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/1749919123295510295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=1749919123295510295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1749919123295510295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/1749919123295510295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-waiting-for-finally.html' title='i&apos;m waiting for &apos;finally&apos;'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4163552035424046115</id><published>2010-04-26T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:00:13.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^-^</title><content type='html'>My babie is finally home. After so long! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor babie got so burnt! But in a good way.. He's now absolutely hot! LOLS! Really! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Babie's new tan! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Hehehe!!! However, powerful sun also sucked the energy out of my babie =( Don't fall sick please! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it is now time to get back to my books. Have not studied much the past 3 days! How dead am I... *sigh!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you sweetie.. SO glad you're back! I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; you! Muamuacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time to conquer exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~waiting for the end of exams~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4163552035424046115?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4163552035424046115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4163552035424046115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4163552035424046115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4163552035424046115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_3471.html' title='^-^'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-8228416389544002773</id><published>2010-04-26T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:51:34.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day FOUR: babielessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Day 4 has passed. I'm going to see my babie tomorrow! YAAYY!! =D =D =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Today, just work. Had 1.5hrs break in between though. Made my day a little easier to bear. I think I just cannot stand sitting in a small room the whole day =(. Every time the next student comes in I feel like leaving the room. But when I'm teaching I feel fine. LOLS. Had a nice regular Vanilla Latte during lunch from coffee bean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Was asked twice to work longer hours by 2 different people. And bugged by manager to consider. Request by manager to teach jazz. L.O.L.S. I don't even think I play well enough.. =( Then again people, I'm still studying! I know I'm cheap labour, but don't exploit my passion this way please!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Went to SMU to study. They turn off the study room's air condition at 5pm -.-" Air flow really wasn't good. No windows to open. And if you left the door open the stupid security system will beep. -.-"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Finally home. Still have lots more to study!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But at least I get to see my babie after so many days of deprivation. YAYY!!! =D =D =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;~i want no more babielessness days!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/24391375-8228416389544002773?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/8228416389544002773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=8228416389544002773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8228416389544002773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/8228416389544002773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-four-babielessness.html' title='day FOUR: babielessness'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-2932773625117567970</id><published>2010-04-25T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T00:20:34.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continued babielessness</title><content type='html'>Have been i-a-bing more often than studying the whole of today. Oh wait, I totally did not study AT ALL. Although yes, as usual work took up the biggest chunk. But someone said something nice to me today. LOLS. Someone missed my jazz! No of course that did not make my day any less tiring.. It just gave me more a little to think about. Just really miss my babie. All I want now is a nice warm hug and a nice big kiss.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall go shower and sleep. Work tomorrow! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;~just 1+ more day to go!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-2932773625117567970?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/2932773625117567970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=2932773625117567970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2932773625117567970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/2932773625117567970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/continued-babielessness.html' title='continued babielessness'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-5757649165825005461</id><published>2010-04-24T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:41:22.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2 &amp; 3 of babielessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Yesterday was quite all right for me. Studied at NP's reading room with cuzzie and her friend and her friend's Piglet and teddy (also called Brownie) and my Domo. Super cold though wasn't very comfortable. Then someone set the air condition's temperature to 28 deg. LOLS! It was still cold but much more bearable, cause there were 2 air conditioners. Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Mr Ang came and we went for dinner around 10++. I love naan and the various curries we had. Super love! =D ♥ work ='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, workworkwork day. How to work?! I don't want to go to work! =(=(=( Haiz! Like I said, I need a proper dosage of my babie after a long day at work. Now my babie is not around! HOW?! HAIZ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I bring princess out for a run after work? 10.30pm? LOLS. Tempted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;~我等着你回来~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-5757649165825005461?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/5757649165825005461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=5757649165825005461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5757649165825005461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5757649165825005461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-2-3-of-babielessness.html' title='day 2 &amp; 3 of babielessness'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-4877053975236245339</id><published>2010-04-23T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:41:10.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1 of babielessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just because I've already sent you almost 40 smses today, and that I still have so much to say, I'll just dump words in this post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Not for the nauseous or diabetic or you for that matter.. Unless you're my babie. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;想你想到半死!!! 快点回来啊亲爱的!!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of not being able to see you for the next 4days is excruciating! Feel like something is missing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How the hell am I going to survive the 2 - 3weeks holiday to New Zealand without you?? Can I buy you an extra ticket to come with me? Haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't like that I can't sms you freely, or call you when I want to talk to you. Don't like that you can't tuck me into bed! =( How am I going to have sweet dreams for the next few days?! =( Bad enough that I have to cram so much crap into my brain.. Now that you're not around, O.M.G. Feels like shit. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;~be home soon babie! somebody's missing you like mad!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-4877053975236245339?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/4877053975236245339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=4877053975236245339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4877053975236245339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/4877053975236245339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-1-of-babieless.html' title='day 1 of babielessness'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-5048011054491967460</id><published>2010-04-22T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T02:11:58.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahp-daytt</title><content type='html'>My Babie's leaving in less than 6hrs. =( Sweeeetie.. I'm going to miss you so much! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep wondering how I studied for the past exams.. It just feels too damn different this time. Can't say why though. Not studying hard enough maybe? Not stressed enough?? -.-" No idea.. Maybe don't know too many modules this time. LOLS! Skipped too many classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching show on YouTube. LOLS! Why am I not studying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;~米修米修!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-5048011054491967460?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/5048011054491967460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=5048011054491967460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5048011054491967460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/5048011054491967460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/ahp-daytt.html' title='ahp-daytt'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-204215737518512272</id><published>2010-04-17T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:04:08.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is now</title><content type='html'>*GULPS..GULP...GULP*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*stone*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*dreams....*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to sleep. Alcoholic powers reached negative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~yawns~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-204215737518512272?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/204215737518512272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=204215737518512272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/204215737518512272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/204215737518512272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-now.html' title='this is now'/><author><name>Shumz</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-24391375.post-531253860512966732</id><published>2010-04-17T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T00:50:43.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovee!</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful birthday I must say! =D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to my dear friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ESPEICALLY my dear babie love!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After nice lunch with dear friends, I went to study. 'Private party' with my textbooks and notes at Starbucks. Study till iTouch ran out of battery, Stonie was experiencing not very excellent battery life, and me? My 'battery' was depleting as well. Thought I was going to faint from hunger. Then babie came to my rescue and brought me to dinner! My dear babie surprised me with a cake. Requested by babie, made by chef. Lols! Big brownie! Yummiee! With nice pile of berries on top of it. The strawberries were the best!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had second cake when I reach home. For the past few years I think we've been eating the same cake for a few birthdays. Unless the cake is bought by me. HAHAHA! Not complaining! Just stating a fact, cause it is after all, a nice chocolate cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after dinner and first brownie, my 'battery' was fully charged. Too much excess energy now. EHEM. Too much! Excess energy has to go somewhere, need.. outlet... After 2nd cake plus 2nd cup of alcohol... I'm high on sugar and alcohol... Have not been drinking for SOO LONG.. It affects me quite a bit actually. Excess energy + highness.. is not really a good combination at 12.48am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;~i'm 22. DAMN i'm getting old~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24391375-531253860512966732?l=brandiedcherry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/feeds/531253860512966732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24391375&amp;postID=531253860512966732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/531253860512966732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24391375/posts/default/531253860512966732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandiedcherry.blogspot.com/2010/04/lovee.html' title='lovee!'/><author><name>Shumz</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></feed>
