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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IDQ3o-eCp7ImA9WhRaEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545884739249564308</id><updated>2012-02-11T21:46:12.450-08:00</updated><category term="my craps" /><category term="my friends" /><category term="my modest opinion" /><category term="myself" /><category term="my idol" /><category term="my indulgences" /><category term="my life" /><category term="my holiday" /><category term="my heart's cry" /><title>My Modest Opinion</title><subtitle type="html">My thousand stories, unfolded in my own words.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545884739249564308/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Sherilyn Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743764634021998606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/StSPdZLl4wI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xY38O9JVb8s/S220/Image042.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MyModestOpinion" /><feedburner:info uri="mymodestopinion" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4DRHc8fip7ImA9WhRSGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545884739249564308.post-2776949632198681512</id><published>2011-11-20T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:56:15.976-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-21T17:56:15.976-08:00</app:edited><title>Life's like a Pirinola: Korean Cultural Exhibition</title><content type="html">This was the final assessment for our intercultural communication subject and yet, something that we have been working so hard for, like, all along our past short semester, which sometimes felt like forever. And I was actually glad that despite all the hassles and conflicts which have arisen all along the way, everything turned out pretty well in the end. ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that it has all became memory etched in my mind that I wouldn't want  to forget, I am writing this post, like after so long, just so that I  would not forget how the fruit of hardship and effort tasted like, how  the joy of friendship and solidarity overcame challenges and sorrows,  and also the ultimate sense of accomplishment which is just so  fulfilling when you finally declare Mission Accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fj4G7Xy4d3U/TsXB9sjA7UI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bRwCA7EYDrc/s1600/korea1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fj4G7Xy4d3U/TsXB9sjA7UI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bRwCA7EYDrc/s400/korea1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korean Cultural Exhibition specially brought to you by no other than the SKORTIES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPEdlb9OVKc/TsXDgpqBt6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/NXQHonVpjNw/s1600/korea3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPEdlb9OVKc/TsXDgpqBt6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/NXQHonVpjNw/s400/korea3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Korean Cultural Exhibition where we went beyond just the pretty details to the unleashing of the cultural insights to the beautiful Korean culture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ap94aGlH_8/TsXDiesP-WI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XX6RnDI4rAw/s1600/korea5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ap94aGlH_8/TsXDiesP-WI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XX6RnDI4rAw/s400/korea5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the mouth-watering cuisines, the pretty details of the Hanbok, the philosophy of their tea culture, their jubilant festivities, the language which shapes the pulse and signifies the smouldering spirit of the South Koreans towards their founding history and religious background which shaped their deep cultures and inward beliefs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEHsRcVG2Ys/TsXESC1ON-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/cj9wDa1mQ_w/s400/korea8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SKORTIES 2.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njbAFHKAmvo/TsXEVPgIbtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6r52C5YsieM/s1600/korea11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njbAFHKAmvo/TsXEVPgIbtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6r52C5YsieM/s400/korea11.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our handmade mini hanboks and DIY brochures for remembrance. :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Lee Young-hee once said that the Hanbok represents the national sentiment of the Korean people. The open arms of the 'jeogori' represents warmth and natural embrace while the voluminous 'chima' symbolizes space and freedom. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zahf35-mZKc/TsXEWJIEXXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PesgA1jy_7g/s1600/korea12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zahf35-mZKc/TsXEWJIEXXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PesgA1jy_7g/s400/korea12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brandon and Salina demonstrating the steps in making the Kimchi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;The delightful red color of Kimchi is said to ward off evil spirits, while that makes Kimchi much more than just a food, but also, a national culture of the South Koreans.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CBO6jevPsk/TsjSwPePtjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/HclWCk0YEpA/s1600/korea22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CBO6jevPsk/TsjSwPePtjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/HclWCk0YEpA/s400/korea22.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the savoring of the spicy kimchi, it's time to have some refreshing tea :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Koreans contemplate on humanity and reflect upon the imperfections of life while they are enjoying tea as there is actually a philosophy behind the seemingly defective tea pottery - the imperfections of everything in life. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_l3Qkd8kDZs/TsXEXIjCfaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/kfipXP8opXc/s1600/korea13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_l3Qkd8kDZs/TsXEXIjCfaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/kfipXP8opXc/s400/korea13.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nobody Nobody But You~ choreographed by nobody but Eden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And last but not least, dancing and singing is a must for festivities and celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some pictures from behind the scenes :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG1FFwWtNVE/TsjUk_YtnxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/spQlupjlyXU/s1600/korea24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG1FFwWtNVE/TsjUk_YtnxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/spQlupjlyXU/s400/korea24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dancing Practice&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yov2xD4hCfc/TsjUlk5K4VI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xTBBJ8yUS0A/s400/korea25.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VGT4lRfXi90/TsjUSw1urOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/-N0LikcKYFQ/s1600/korea23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VGT4lRfXi90/TsjUSw1urOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/-N0LikcKYFQ/s400/korea23.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy Korean Star, bodyguard and the huge fan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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That experience was a truly rewarding one, and most important of all, we had lots of fun. Everyday is a learning day. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Do you remember the stir created by the school boy in Sydney who retaliated towards his tormentor by body-slamming him to the ground? The video instantly became a hit on the Internet and the school boy was dubbed a hero, not because the global community endorses violence and brutality, but for the reason that of those being bullied and abused, few has the strength and courage to defy, somehow the young Casey Heynes begged to differ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Thanks to the chivalry of fellow “Facebookers” who have strongly criticized the perpetrators and urged for the attention of the authorities, the rampant school bullies of SMK Raja Abdullah was ultimately brought to justice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;While the public’s exasperation over the matter is gradually subsiding, once again we’re appalled by the incident whereby a secondary school girl in Ampang was mobbed by a gang of bullies after allegedly blowing the whistle to the discipline master regarding her schoolmate’s truancy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Don’t you agree with me that school bullies these days are getting more outrageous, that they made Tom and Jessie sounded exactly like angels? Please don’t feel overwhelmed with the bombardment of bullying cases in the newspapers lately as they are only new tunes added to a decades-old song.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Just imagine how many bully cases have been out there and not brought to the light of public, how many children have been weeping and shuddering in silent, long before Facebook has emerged to act as one of the effective platforms to bring these issues from school grounds to the cyberspace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;According to newspaper reports in a Chinese Daily, both the victims of the bullying cases which transpired recently had tentatively reported their predicament to their teachers, but to their despair their problems were not given attention.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Now this is peculiar, don’t you think that all the bullying cases actually spell one word in common? Well if you would ask me, negligence would be just the right word!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;It could either be the negligence of the parents who failed to discover the bullying behavior in their children, the teachers who couldn’t care less about their students, the nonchalant schoolmates and regulation enforcers, or even you and me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;All too often we are obsessed with our respective priorities to poke a nose over others’ affair deemed as trivial, but has it ever cross our minds that our negligence might sometimes be lethal?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Just imagine how things would turn out so differently when somebody cares enough to show just a little bit more concern.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As your concern could easily empower the possible victims with the strength and courage to stand up for themselves, as you being a little more assertive could compel the authorities to recognize the urgency in the combating of the contemptible bullying cases.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Remember, the rampant school bullies had all along been – and mind you, will continue to be – there, as long as the right thing is not done by the right people to counter this insidious societal ill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of those being bullied and abused, few has the strength and courage to defy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Love, Sherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just as I didn't anticipate meeting awesome people like these!&lt;br /&gt;
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Pictures taken during our pre-exhibition day, where we showcased the traditional Mexican game - the TOMA TODOS!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peace!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oObVaHWH_I/ToXIn66iUhI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/seFXU05NbV8/s1600/shan+lin+edwin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oObVaHWH_I/ToXIn66iUhI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/seFXU05NbV8/s400/shan+lin+edwin.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greedy Edwin having all the sweets to himself. He has no idea how much we miss him. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIBtE3MHefc/ToXJHZPrKyI/AAAAAAAAAaU/muzVOGRkHMo/s1600/gg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIBtE3MHefc/ToXJHZPrKyI/AAAAAAAAAaU/muzVOGRkHMo/s400/gg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;GG trying to act cute :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_15jNY6zXmA/ToXJXyIKgnI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9oaHPI7ky3k/s1600/korea+cultural+group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_15jNY6zXmA/ToXJXyIKgnI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9oaHPI7ky3k/s400/korea+cultural+group.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time for a group shack!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rampant college bullies X)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the day, we're still one big happy family :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;These pictures were from some time ago, yet they make memories that I wouldn't want to forget for a lifetime. Enjoyed moments that we all shared together. Every hardship only makes us grow stronger and bond closer to one another. Everyday is a learning day. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spin pirinola spin~ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Photo credits to GG.&lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-1376541275095117897?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Just as I didn't know that I could draw! :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_PDPjCMRIwk/TjKZ5o0C03I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mqOacSyruAc/s320/monster+easter.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day began with the lucky lot that we got first thing in the morning, it seemed that lady luck had been shining on us. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step by step guide to producing the vibrant and not to mention, extremely CUTE monster eggies: FIRSTLY, you would have to draw the outline and color it. I never knew that I could color hehe ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secondly, you shall cut your cute little monster according to its outline. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thirdly and LASTLY, get your eggies to change into their new suit (or what we SKORTIES call them the SKORTS) just in time for EASTER! :DD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the other eggies... :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the beautiful faces of ADP :) and yes we do think different and live curious :DD&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh just in case that you haven't been noticing the differences, I have just revamped my blog a little by giving it a brand new look! And I must say that it looked so totally different, don't you think? Construction is currently still under progress but please feel free to check out everything! :DD&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, the official abandoning of my poor blog will actually date back to the month of October last year, right before our battle with you-know-what ahem, *deep breaths* so I guess there must be A WHOLE LOT to be updated on. I have been writing, I swear, it was just that I wrote in the other blog of mine, yea the one in Chinese. &lt;a href="http://sherilyngoh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here's the proof&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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But sadly yea, it is now &lt;strike&gt;officially&lt;/strike&gt; temporarily abandoned, until further notice - due to no apparent reason. I'm positive that I might write again, I believe I might, I think I might... Hmmmm fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;
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And so I had been working on a part-time basis for about 3 months right after &lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;SPM, like right exactly after the day of the last paper, and had missed all the vacations and outings whatsoever. Well if you would ask me, I kind of regretted too. =X&lt;br /&gt;
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But let's not dwell in the past, after all it happened for like, half a year ago? &lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I'm so gonna skip the CNY part, since it was kind of boring. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then the day came, you know, the day when your adrenaline rush was pumping like there's no tomorrow and your goosebumps kept popping up and the mere thought of it was so overwhelming that it sent the chills and shudders right down your spine. Well in case you have no idea at all, I'm talking about the day of your life - SPM Results Day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well I might not have done all my best, and the results might not have been totally up to expectations, but still it's over, like ONCE AND FOR ALL! So I hold no grudges. =) And guess what, I got an A for my Chinese paper, which is totally unexpected! weeeeeee :DD Okay I know I shouldn't dwell in the past, I have got a life to move on, I know, I know. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then college started, not to mention that I went in late for my first ever management principles class because I have been so much of a cow to go to the classroom in the wrong building and waited like a total moron. Okay I know that was completely embarrassing. But believe me two is better than one, as I repeated the same mistake during the computer applications examination, but thank god I got into the right classroom just in time! Phew~ Now that the first semester had officially ended, I swear I'm so not gonna enter the wrong classroom again, EVER.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hmmmm I guess I cramped too much info in just one post.&amp;nbsp; Will blog more on my college life after this, I hope :)&lt;br /&gt;
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The nuclear crisis which struck Japan has sparked alarm among global  communities and raised controversies regarding the actual necessity to  adopt atomic energy as an alternative in generating electrical energy.  Even the Japanese with their sophisticated technology, their cautious  demeanor and their many experiences in dealing with atomic energy, they  fail to contain the meltdown of their reactors. In such incident, it is  only prudent for us to reconsider and revise the plan from all aspects  regarding the sensibility to construct nuclear power plants here in  Malaysia.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Are we ready to take this one big step forward? And do we have the  capacity to deal with the calamity in case of a nuclear breakdown? These  are among the many uncertainties that&amp;nbsp; we should first deal with before  the implementation of the plan. We should take into considerations the  impact towards the environment and the people as well as the cost for  constructing and maintaining such technology for the many years to come  and ensure that no problem arises as we cannot afford to commit mistakes  because the consequences are unbearable. &lt;br /&gt;
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The consequences of the outbreak of a nuclear power plant is  formidable, as radioactive particles released into the atmosphere poses a  health threat to the people as the radiations are capable of  penetrating through human skin and even concrete buildings. Due to the  highly penetrating and ionizing power of radioactive rays, chemical  processes in the living cells of our body would be interfered, thereby  inducing a series of health complications such as thyroid cancer, skin  cancer, bone cancer, DNA mutation and the like. Apart from that, we must  also comprehend that radioactive waste produced by a reactor cannot be  disposed off easily. Radioactive particles with long half-life's might  remain in the atmosphere for a long period of time thus hazarding  human's health and even contaminating the soil and water sources which  are vital elements of life. &lt;br /&gt;
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We Malaysians are blessed with a variety of natural resources as  well as a place free from natural catastrophes to call home, and yet we  should never take the peace and harmony we enjoy for granted, as natural  disasters often strike without prior notice, just as how the Japanese  were not notified beforehand of the impending destruction and  affliction. In my modest opinion, we should first educate the people  about nuclear technology as well as its implication on the people before  letting them to decide for themselves whether there is really a need  for such technology.&amp;nbsp; We could not afford to put the health and  well-being of the people at stake. With our 1Malaysia slogan where the  people comes first, the safety and well-being of the nation should be  given utmost precedence.&lt;br /&gt;
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Have a look at how these lovely Disney sweethearts transform themselves into sensational pop divas just in time for Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;
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I stumbled upon this on tumblr some time ago, so I thought I'd keep it for Halloween tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;
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Let's see if you would get them all right! &lt;br /&gt;
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Ariel as Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;
Jasmine as Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;
Snow White as Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;
Cinderella as Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;
Belle as Britney Spears &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Tiana as Beyoncé&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aurora as Madonna&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Halloween people! =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've decided to be a little lavish today -to stride in my lovely Mary Jane's with my own slow pace, to count the steps all my way down the stairs with full of grace. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Sherilyn Goh &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;Love, Sherilyn&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-5308369955908371545?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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When you're unhappy, just grab a cookie -and OM NOM NOM~&lt;br /&gt;
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You might be amazed by the occasional extra chocolate chips you manage to find in your favourite Chips More cookie -mind you this is a commercial-free blog.&lt;br /&gt;
Or perhaps the one last piece of marshmallow candy you manage to secure from the almost-emptied candy can. &lt;br /&gt;
Or even the extra few pounds you manage to lose overnight for no apparent reason -although it's unlikely to happen when your cookie cravings sounded like so impossible to be satiated. ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Believe it or not, as simple as it seems, but that's actually all it takes. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have always loved this quote and therefore, would like to quote it again: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Happiness resides not in possession and not in gold, the feeling of happiness dwells in the soul.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The recipe to happiness in life is to seek for contentment in everything we pursue -but definitely not for complacency.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So what are you waiting for? Fuel up your hungry soul with a cookie today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Spring slips into even the most hidden places of the countryside and  transforms them into mossy-green mansions of delight." ~Anonymous&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I needed a retreat so desperately, far away from where I am now, so please take my hand in yours and escort me to the most hidden places of the countryside, whereby peace camouflages itself somewhere just in between the chirping of the birds, the unfolding of the roses, the lapping sound of the flowing rivers and the cascading waterfall, whilst the breeze kisses lightly on our blushing cheeks. This is all that I want now -the joy in simplicity. &lt;br /&gt;
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You are welcomed to join me in my new retreat. But please remember to uphold its peacefulness. Click &lt;a href="http://sherilyngoh.tumblr.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to join. Thank you for your kindness. ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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p/s: I finally got rid of my plushy, fancy or whatsoever-you-call-it background. Hope that you'd love the new &lt;i&gt;peaceful&lt;/i&gt; look. &lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-7466508532467894960?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ladies and Gentlemen, say hi to Droopy! The &lt;i&gt;Bassett Hound&lt;/i&gt; -or I'd prefer calling it a Hush Puppy- with a droopy face and is always looking lethargic and inanimate and worn out and moody and all, what with his heavy eyelids and soggy cheeks. You can't blame him, the name said it all, haven't it? Sometimes I do wonder why can't he look a little bit more lively and adorable like how the other animated cartoon characters appeal to children. No worries though, I still love him. He's still cute in his own way. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TKrTnTxCSbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Rf_Q5pWfzxQ/s1600/droopy_happy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TKrTnTxCSbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Rf_Q5pWfzxQ/s1600/droopy_happy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The thing is, I literally look like him nowadays, what with SPM trials in the progress. Examinations always spell one thing in common: MIDNIGHT OILS. Yea right, that explains all the dark circles around the eyes and the fatigue appearance and the lack of spirit and so on. There's no one to be blamed but me and myself. Have fun studying everyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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More updates after the trials, I hope. &lt;br /&gt;
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p/s: all &lt;i&gt;Bassett Hound&lt;/i&gt;'s are supposed to look like that anyway, don't blame Droopy for how he looks like because he hasn't got a choice. ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Till then, do click on the ads to show some love ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-3358110990951922233?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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(p/s: Just in case that you don't have the remotest idea of what it actually is, &lt;i&gt;Nasi Goreng Ayam Kunyit &lt;/i&gt;or Turmeric Chicken Fried Rice&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;is a famous Malay cuisine. And what made it special would be the &lt;i&gt;Kunyit &lt;/i&gt;or Turmeric from the ginger family which is commonly used as a spice in culinary to enhance the taste of cuisines -do correct me if I'm wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;
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And just about the very same day, my Facebook news feed was bombarded with angry remarks from fellow exasperated Facebook-ers, apparently disgruntled with the provocative comments from certain individuals in this particular group calling for support for the school principal who allegedly uttered offensive remarks towards her students -I believe we all know what am I referring to. I even got an invitation to join another group which was believed to have been established in opposition to the former, but both are currently nowhere to be found anymore, I don't know why. Somehow, I believe this is the wonder that today's most celebrated social networking site is capable of committing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Undeniably, I see reasons for exasperation, as those comments were prejudiced and even upsetting to be perused. Somehow, I believe most of us are able to see through the veils, because in my modest opinion, it is merely an opportunity seized by certain individuals for their own benefits -if there is, which is to create racial tensions. And what could probably be more distressing to see these occurrences transpiring when National Day is just around the corner? People might say or do things irrationally out of desperation and resentment, but they'd have to face the consequences sooner or later, since there are authorities mandated to adopt appropriate actions, so why must we make an issue out of all these and make each other unhappy by hurling irresponsible remarks or even by attacking the perpetrators on social networks when they are ready to apologize? &lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of making a controversy out of all those, why not just sit down and unwind at a &lt;i&gt;mamak &lt;/i&gt;stall, relishing a fine cup of &lt;i&gt;teh tarik&lt;/i&gt; whilst cheering for our national shutlers who were trying to make our nation proud at the National Badminton Championships at Paris? I believe it is always during times like the previous Thomas Cup whereby nationalism is best shown -we could see everyone rooting excitedly for the players, disregarding of race, religion or creed. This is all that we need, ain't it? &lt;br /&gt;
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We all love our country, don't we? We all love the diversity of culture and of course, mouth-watering cuisines that only a country like us can offer, don't we? I love to hang out at &lt;i&gt;mamak &lt;/i&gt;stalls having &lt;i&gt;roti canai &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;teh tarik. &lt;/i&gt;I have cravings for &lt;i&gt;Nasi Goreng Ayam Kunyit &lt;/i&gt;and will be always on the look for the famous &lt;i&gt;Nasi Kandar &lt;/i&gt;whenever I'm back in hometown. I have neighbour with a &lt;i&gt;si comel &lt;/i&gt;which tends to defaecate at the corridor and drives us all mad and sometimes hovering at my front door making me wonder whether do my shoes smell fishy. Still, I don't attempt to murder it by feeding it with socks, did I? X)&lt;br /&gt;
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The thing is, we can all live in harmony, even before these sentiments were raised by certain irresponsible parties, so we should never take things for granted. Remember how our forefathers fought for independence? National unity bore us with the fruit of independence, so we Malaysians are obliged to treasure and safeguard this gift till the very last breath. Forging greater unity should be our top priority for the time being, there's no &lt;i&gt;kamu&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;saya&lt;/i&gt;, but only &lt;i&gt;kita &lt;/i&gt;in this issue.&lt;br /&gt;
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Commemorating 53 years of hard-fought independence, I would like to wish all Malaysians &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY MERDEKA and MALAYSIA DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-3471040089283803109?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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And I actually jabbed the snooze button for &lt;i&gt;merely &lt;/i&gt;once and only&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;O.N.C.E ... Woots! (Well, who wants to stay in bed and continue to be haunted and freaked out by the outrageous dream) I was kinda positive for the whole new day ahead, not until I was attempting to remove the stubborn wrinkles from the pinafore -I seriously despise ironing. And I shall skip babbling and grumbling about the following dull, old and boring morning routine before heading to school, because it's basically repetitive and totally tedious. So there I went heading for school -simply reluctantly- because I don't expect them to accept having bad dreams nor Tuesday Greys -because it's new?- as a good excuse for skipping school, you know, it's not like when your newly-bought car was being charred to ashes intentionally by someone who held grudge over you or what. Ahem. I suppose Mr Discipline Master must have a lot to deal with his insurance agent, so we should be totally considerate and compassionate over his absence for our Chemistry lessons. Yea right. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ohh and did I mention about the abrupt electricity disruption -again- in the midst of the teaching and learning session, as if the day hasn't been Grey -and HOT- enough already and, and... and that freaking annoying spot check session which never failed to create a stir every single time they conducted it, and can you actually believe that both Vinnie and I were saying "annoying!" simultaneously and we were both so excited and there we went sending high-fives over the air. And of course they didn't find anything much, and we actually skipped the body spot-check -which is a stupid idea- without the prefects noticing. I don't seem to know why, but these novices have some kinda enthusiasm which came from I-don't-know-where. Let's see how long this would last. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay before I'm babbling any further and before I forget about it, here's what I promised! Well, it's just plain crapping actually, but, I still hope it somewhat helps. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sherilyn's Guide to Dealing With Monday Blahs &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(same applies to Tuesdays too -and also Wednesdays, Thurdays... you name it)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Imagine yourself waking up to the strong and welcoming aroma of a nice warm cup of coffee, and also a hearty breakfast with bacon and toast and cheesy sausages and perhaps some scramble eggs? Gosh, I don't know anything better than that, they all just sounded so... Mouthwatering~ I'm drooling already. The idea of a wonderful breakfast-in-bed sounded even appealing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now you tell me how could anyone possibly resist a tempt like that? Ha! That's exactly the trick! That would fuel up your Monday morning a little, because &lt;/b&gt;a hungry man is an angry man&lt;b&gt;, but now that you're actually contented in the tummy, you would be in a really good mood to kick-start a whole new day. Isn't that awesome?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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p/s: but let's face reality that it simply means that you'd need to wake up earlier to prepare the breakfast, unless you have someone else to do that for you. X)&lt;br /&gt;
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- And the next thing you should do is definitely to get rid of that same, old, plain, dull, LOUD and ever annoying alarm tone that we all despise! This is in fact SIGNIFICANT&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;just so that the cat next door doesn't risk dying due to being choked by the phone you mistakenly -or perhaps purposely- fed it with&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Try changing it into your favourite tune instead, so that you'd feel less annoyed with the monotonous old tune, which gets louder over time - and I actually doubt you should even call it a tune. &lt;br /&gt;
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p/p/s: just make sure that you change the tune from time to time, so that you don't actually grow annoyed towards the tune instead, and all of a sudden that particular deep charismatic voice of that good-looking chap of some new pop band sounded almost as annoying as the alarm tune to you. &lt;br /&gt;
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- Ahhh, I like this the best. It's easy and simply appealing. When you're tired and annoyed at the thought of an exhausting tuition marathon all the way until 7 o' clock in the p.m. after school, the thought of a deviation just pop up in your mind, and there's this little voice in your head: &lt;i&gt;why not simply skip tuition for the day? I could always substitute it later, couldn't I? &lt;/i&gt;And there you go enjoying a McD lunch catching up with a friend and also sharing some gossips instead. Nobody I know with a sane mind could rationally beat a fat juicy piece of gossip, I bet. =P&lt;br /&gt;
It's just that this idea of deviation might pop in your mind every Monday since then. And it'd no longer be a &lt;i&gt;random &lt;/i&gt;deviation. Standard deviation perhaps? X)&lt;br /&gt;
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Yawns~ That's all I guess. &lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-4408234540241650020?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You know what, people - like me- have Monday Blues, and the very FIRST thing that one should reasonably attribute it to would definitely be no other than the annoying alarm tones! They should seriously ban them. Sometimes I do secretly hope that the alarm would malfunction or what, or at least doesn't work so perfectly accurate, because the snoozing period is always &lt;i&gt;pathetically&lt;/i&gt;-and may I suggest &lt;i&gt;accurately&lt;/i&gt;- short. One moment you're jabbing relentlessly on the snooze button and the another moment, there goes the annoying ring tone ringing all your way into blurry consciousness -again. &lt;br /&gt;
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Plus, you'd really wish that you could wrap yourself inside the duvets which seem extraordinarily warm for a little longer, stick your face onto the pillows which felt exceptionally fluffy and soft and smells good for one more nanosecond, lie comfortably on your bed which made you think that Sleeping Beauty should be sleeping forever, and also that freaking alarm that should be swallowed by the cat next door -all on a Monday morning. (p/s: same applies to every other morning.)&lt;br /&gt;
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And the SECOND thing would be the unexpected disruption of electricity supply to your school. I swear that for one moment I was kinda elated, bearing in mind that the boring assembly would most probably be called off. Alas, the merest and tiniest light of hope was extinguished in the blink of an eye, in the beating of a heartbeat, in the gulp of one tiny mouthful of saliva, all by the usual, routinized call for students to go into their lines. I swear it was &lt;i&gt;almost &lt;/i&gt;as accurate -and annoying- as the freaking alarm.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I swear it's really HOT and STUFFY and not to mention agonizing to study in such a less-than-conducive environment, and mind you, we're IMMINENT-major-public-exam-candidates. And I thought the National Grid Network is supposed to provide CONTINUOUS and UNDISPUTED supply of electricity nationwide, because in the event that one of the electrical power stations breaking down, the others are still supposed to work. Well, that's from the Physics notes. (See, I'm actually RE-VI-SING) So whoever-in-charge of that should be doing their jobs too, because we had been waiting forever for the freaking current to resume, and it actually happens right before the school's about to end. Such efficiency huh.(Sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;
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And the THIRD factor which contributed to Monday Blues would be slow and &lt;i&gt;laggy &lt;/i&gt;Internets. Doesn't it gets on your nerves, when you're all excited because of the sudden overwhelming flow of inspiration to give your blog a life, and when you can't wait to put your thoughts into words, and, and... and the Internet&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;got all &lt;i&gt;laggy&lt;/i&gt; and functions at a snail's pace. BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;
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Still, you shouldn't let all the above stated reasons ruin your day, since you're waking up to the whole new month of August! Come on, a whole new month of new hopes, new breath, new goals to achieve, new resolutions! It is so going to be a bright and hopeful month ahead! Ohh and did I mention another month closer to you-know-what-I-mean?&lt;br /&gt;
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Ahh this actually turned out to be a longer post than what I had imagined, so I guess I would pretty much call this a post!&lt;br /&gt;
Coming up next would be &lt;i&gt;Sherilyn's Guide to Monday Blahs&lt;/i&gt;, where I would share with you a few ways to dealing with this common syndrome. Stay tuned! &lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-8273996285081570846?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's a lot of people I would like to thank.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A bazillion thanks to everyone who was there for the advanced birthday celebration of Evonne's and mine. Thanks for bothering enough to remember, to plan and also to spend your precious time and efforts by showing up. It really does matters. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TDW8D6lVjXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5J0wl-5joQM/s1600/birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TDW8D6lVjXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5J0wl-5joQM/s320/birthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My sincerest gratitude to Carmen, Vinnie, Vicky, Julius, Jia Jun, Kar Min, Chee Yong, Zuhairi and Wun Sam. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Although there were some circumstances, I heard, yet I hope there's no hard feelings anymore among us all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's only too bad we didn't have the time for a decent group photo, but most of us had fun, ain't it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not to forget&lt;/span&gt; the awesome dudes and dudettes for your gifts and wishes as well. Some words are hard to articulate, thus I would like to do it here on my blog. X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Zuhairi:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Well, you had the honour to be the first. Thanks for your birthday gift. It's really sweet of you, actually. I must say that I like it very much. As thoughtful as your gift, I must say that, you too, are a very special and considerate friend of mine. Sensitive but very wise and calm in some way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Chee Yong, Kar Min and Julius:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thanks dudes! Don't worry, the motor of the fan would never go counter-wise, for I'm not that much of a cow to place the batteries at their wrong poles. =P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thank you. Terima Kasih. Nandri. Xie Xie. Tak (Danish). Merci (French). Dank u (Dutch). Kittos (Finnish). Gracias (Spanish). Danke (German). Obrigado (Portuguese). D'akujem (Slovak). Hvala (Slovenian). Football fever, eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What language do I still owe the three of you? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frank:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for the present. It's really cute. Thanks for bothering to remember my birthday and also your efforts to prepare it that early. Somehow I think you still retained your gift-wrapping skills, because the wrapping doesn't actually looked funny to me the way it seemed to you. It's actually neater than your scrawling, because I can hardly peruse some words. hehe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vinnie and Vivien:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for the gift and also the card. You two are always the best and I really didn't know what I did to deserve wonderful friends like you two. Good things come in a pair, don't they?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Carmen:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Thanks for your presents. I appreciate them as much as I appreciate your presence in my life, bringing me heartaches and laughter altogether. I think they make the wonderful flavours of life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Evonne:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for the gift. Belated but sincere. It's just that I don't have a big nose as that, do I? Being born a day earlier than you to this world, I think we're somewhat alike in some way. I really hope that I can still celebrate my birthday together with yours, for the many years to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yin Mei:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for remembering although you were not in your best state of health. We missed you, like, a lot. Please do recover real soon, for I can't bear it without you annoying me in class. =P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Moo: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks a lot for your gift, which came right - well, left actually =P - from the heart. I am sincerely touched by your words. I enjoyed working with you a lot on the forum and you really make a good public speaker - one whom influence people in some way. Well, there was indisputably, some wrong turns I took in life, yet, I think I know what's best for me now. Thanks. =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ryan: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks a lot for your gift. I like it very much. But I'm really a heavy water-drinker. =P You must have been the friend whom I have known for the longest in this class. Keep on with your inquisitive spirit and also your humility, that's something I deeply respect you for, and something that everyone should learn from you. I believe that would drive you a long long way. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tai:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last but not least, thanks for your solid "6 hours". There's nothing more that I could ask for, well, if there really is, I would like to have the original uncoloured copy, rather than your 're-printable' copies. Still, I like it very much. I can still vividly remember an old message from a friend, which sounded like: the best gift that you can ever give someone is your time, because when you're giving them a portion of your time, it's something that you'd never get back in life. Thanks for the book as well - inspiration and knowledge makes good gifts too - although it burned your pocket a little. Well, thanks for practically everything. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And also not to forget the warm wishes which I received on Facebook, regardless of you being a random acquaintance, fellow schoolmate, cousin or even an old classmate and friend of mine, thanks for bothering enough to scribble on my 'wall'. As simple as that, you'd made my day. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm sincerely sorry if I left anyone else out, you got to understand that it was totally unintentional. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm, this is definitely a long - but heartfelt - post. Hope you enjoyed, ;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;With all my love, Sherilyn&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/6545884739249564308-7460639293808518266?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZLjQDhal1S3eKyLixAxuDwichyU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZLjQDhal1S3eKyLixAxuDwichyU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyModestOpinion/~4/dAvYnvDNmh4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com/feeds/7460639293808518266/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545884739249564308&amp;postID=7460639293808518266&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545884739249564308/posts/default/7460639293808518266?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545884739249564308/posts/default/7460639293808518266?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyModestOpinion/~3/dAvYnvDNmh4/seventeenth-birthday.html" title="Seventeenth Birthday" /><author><name>Sherilyn Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12743764634021998606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/StSPdZLl4wI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xY38O9JVb8s/S220/Image042.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TDW8D6lVjXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5J0wl-5joQM/s72-c/birthday.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com/2010/07/seventeenth-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04MQH48eSp7ImA9WhdUF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545884739249564308.post-9057425794783065112</id><published>2010-07-03T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:39:41.071-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-04T10:39:41.071-07:00</app:edited><title>Team Edward</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ahhh this post is totally random.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TC8z_5g9KmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/mXp24vlHLcU/s1600/Edward_Cullen_by_lunazul_xx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TC8z_5g9KmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/mXp24vlHLcU/s320/Edward_Cullen_by_lunazul_xx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just to declare my stand that I'm nothing but ALL for Team Edward! Woots! &lt;br /&gt;
p/s: I don't care how cool the wolf-packs looked and how they intrigued me, like a lot. X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's like, 5 more really long days until Eclipse officially hits the cinemas in Malaysia? Awww I can't wait! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you say if I end today's post with a quote from Chapter &lt;i&gt;Declaration&lt;/i&gt; of the book?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We aren’t going to change who we are. - Edward Cullen, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.317&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Of course you're not going to change who you are, Mr Cullen. Vampires are supposed to be immortals! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess I'd pretty much call this a post. Ciaos!&amp;nbsp; ;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love, Sherilyn &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-9057425794783065112?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
All I could actually say is that, David Slade totally makes an awesome director!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't you think so too? &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Love, Sherilyn&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxanoYKQ5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/onYE9UHikPY/s1600/forum4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488861682757944210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxanoYKQ5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/onYE9UHikPY/s320/forum4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And got to become the first group to compete! Thanks Moo, thank you very much. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxbw4wxEyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MWipMMtQNmY/s1600/forum3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488862941286568738" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxbw4wxEyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MWipMMtQNmY/s320/forum3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Butterflies were flying in my stomach, somehow I managed to fake a smile - well, smiles actually-  and act like I'm all cool with it. I find pleasure in making my competitors nervous. EVIL, right? hehehe. ;D&lt;br /&gt;
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But I forgot my speech a little at the second round, plus the first bell was rung, so I ended up babbling about how important is pure and genuine BM! Candid. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;
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But still, due to us being the lucky number ones, we actually got more than enough time to sneak out for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxeJsNahOI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NAsUHFAoDD8/s1600/forum2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488865566437049570" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxeJsNahOI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NAsUHFAoDD8/s320/forum2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
at KFC Berjaya Times Square!&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks for your treat, teacher! =)&lt;br /&gt;
In fact, thanks for almost everything, from the time you spent for the training sessions, the guidance you gave to all the morale support that you have shown. It really does matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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After the finger licking good commercial break, it's time for some serious adrenaline rush! Thank god that we have actually reloaded on our glucose levels in our blood earlier, for I swear that the adrenaline rush was way too overwhelming, with the schools' name being called one after another for the recipient of the participating certificate, and then the fifth placing, no SMKCP, and then the fourth, no SMKCP and then the third! tadaa~ *drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;
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SMK COCHRANE PERKASA boleh! =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, my heartiest congratulations to the champions of the zone level as well as the first runner ups! Wishing you all good luck for the state level's tournament. Have fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxjzik7sBI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7G_YMUV0Ql4/s1600/forum8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488871782963982354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxjzik7sBI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7G_YMUV0Ql4/s320/forum8.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The champs from SMK Alam Shah a.k.a Miss Chooi's favourite school discussing about the OneMalaysia concept. An all-dude team they were. X)&lt;br /&gt;
And the first runner ups were an all-dudette team from Sains Politeknik. Saw them in their green blazers? =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxk69_BEVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/aLitqJnmXps/s1600/forrum7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488873010091856210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxk69_BEVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/aLitqJnmXps/s320/forrum7.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we headed back to school with victorious grins on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;
p/s: this pic was actually taken before the competition, but who cares? I need pictures to complement my story. hehe. X)&lt;br /&gt;
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I enjoyed the competition a hell lot!&lt;br /&gt;
A special thanks to my team-mates for putting up our best fight and also for giving excellent cooperation, commitments and dedications.&lt;br /&gt;
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I heart you all! =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxmKz3h_JI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TJcpVJJzvOc/s1600/forum1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488874381765639314" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TCxmKz3h_JI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TJcpVJJzvOc/s320/forum1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
p/p/s: Picturesss courtesy of Moo, Nadhira, Tengku Farah Aida and also Puan Siti Ainul Mursyida. Thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-7895664740319971651?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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They were like taking forever to get this two pics done. But still, FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;
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Never too late, huh? X)&lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Sherilyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-2497289392001282154?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The first thing which came across my mind was: Dang! How could I face my parents with this kinda results. And the next thing I know I was sobbing again, like a totally useless fur-reek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really far far away from my imagination, in fact it has never ever crossed my mind that I'm actually going to fall a terrible 4 steps down the stairs. For the first time of my life I really hope that my parents won't see my report card. What are they going to say? I really can't bear to put the shame on their faces. I was never a filial daughter, and the least I could ever do is to let them not worry about my studies and be a role model to bro, but now, look at me, I'm really far away from being a good daughter. I'm a total loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have once upon a time made them somewhat proud with the satisfying results I manged to sustain, but now it seems like I worth nothing. Am I wasting their money and investments on me? Sending me for tuition classes, buying me reference books and so on, I'm really feeling guilty and ashamed of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad, I love you both, although I almost never articulate that to you. I'm really grateful for all that you had done for me, I'm sorry that I had let you two down, but I promise I'm going to strive harder. I really wanted to do well. I can't afford to screw this one big major exam ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, in case that I'd simply resort to conspiring with bro and keeping my report card out of your sights and then secretly charring them into ashes - well, just in case - these are my results if any of you happen to actually come across my blog someday, and by the time you might not actually think it's a big deal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM: 88&lt;br /&gt;BI: 95&lt;br /&gt;BC: 50? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: 58 (I haven't even seen my paper yet.)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: 60 (blame me for I'm such a cow to leave out one costly question.)&lt;br /&gt;Biology: 83&lt;br /&gt;Maths: 90&lt;br /&gt;Add Maths: 82&lt;br /&gt;Moral: 55 (Expensive questions they were.)&lt;br /&gt;History: 70 (sorry to say that I hardly studied for that, well, that was the last paper, it explains huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm promising myself over here that I am really going to work harder. There's merely one more month to the trials and then another 3 months until the big big day. Determination, discipline and some drive, are they on sale? Ahhh and also to get my mind over things to concentrate better on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Puan R is really a nice lady, giving me all the encouragement and support after seeing me crying like a baby. Thanks for having the faith in me, teacher. You gave me the will to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these are what I should do to retribute her kindness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly, to finish my BM Summary Module.&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, to practise well for the forum and go do some research and to give my best performance on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;3rdly, well, at least try my best to complete my BM homework.&lt;br /&gt;4thly, to study really hard. it's not like I'm going to get flying colours like what she said, but at least I'll give my best.&lt;br /&gt;5thly, ahhh, I hope that her coughing could be cured. She is really a nice lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I could persist on my so-called resolutions, but I'll try my best, we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Sherilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: how on Earth should I possibly break the shocking news to Mum and Dad? Now I really hope that Friday would never come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-7294156517574973612?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, I certainly am. Kindly seduce me with your mesmerizing golden eyes, Mr Edward Cullen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic;"&gt;You may be brave enough or strong enough to live without me, if that’s  what’s best. But I could never be that self-sacrificing. I have to be  with you. It’s the only way I can live.&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isabella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 27, page 616.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cinderella's Sister. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeHJ9nkh_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/RPDOWJaZADI/s1600/cinderella+sister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeHJ9nkh_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/RPDOWJaZADI/s320/cinderella+sister.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482999676575975410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big fan of Korean drama, but this one is really awesome that I finished it in 4 days. Its awesomeness could be hardly put into words-well, because I'm lazy to, so what? hehe- so here's a wonderful fan-made music video which I guess, summarizes the drama because it incorporates all the wonderful scenes I love. Have a peek. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may press &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPzifvG7igg&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to watch since the embedded version is like, really big and can hardly fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eun Joo ahh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way Ki Hoon sometimes calls Eun Joo. It's like a magic chant. And I love Ki Hoon's smile too. It's so mesmerizing that it melts my heart and takes my breathe away, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeO1lGsHsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/olhgDXhXb3s/s1600/ki+hoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeO1lGsHsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/olhgDXhXb3s/s320/ki+hoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483008122491248322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moon Geun Young (Eun Joo) and Chun Jung Myung (Ki Hoon) did a really good job in depicting the characters. They're nothing but plain awesome. Aroso? X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Went to Sunway Lagoon.&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeSskF3a_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/H5--Dq5U7wc/s1600/sunway1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeSskF3a_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/H5--Dq5U7wc/s320/sunway1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483012365647047666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeSVBnlMVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nr7y43aSe7c/s1600/sunway2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeSVBnlMVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nr7y43aSe7c/s320/sunway2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483011961256227154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/profile.php?id=100000106034654&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Julius Wong&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really long but wonderful day out. It was only too bad that it rained, or else we could have more fun at the Amusement Park and also the Wildlife Park. And somebody should seriously go get a waterproof camera. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Attended tuition classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM's ticking nearer all the time, and yet I'm still slacking and procrastinating. Ahh, two fatal enemies they are. But at least, there are tuition classes to remind me that I'm still a student and it's still my obligatory to study hard for brilliant results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of brilliant results, we attended a biology marathon which lasted for 4 solid hours yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, let's hope that this holiday doesn't end too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Facebooking. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeWcNvopHI/AAAAAAAAAVo/KwsF1MfGkwQ/s1600/facebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wjP5QPw3ACc/TBeWcNvopHI/AAAAAAAAAVo/KwsF1MfGkwQ/s320/facebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483016482816828530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case that you're not aware of it, Facebook is a social network which helps you to connect and share with the people in your life. As if you don't know. Well, just in case. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Slept a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really early&lt;/span&gt; and wake up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really early&lt;/span&gt; too. The best record was like, 4am for sleeping and 5pm for waking? No joking. Please believe me that I'm simply unbelievable. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'd call a holiday. Cheers! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Sherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545884739249564308-5772042899285342652?l=sherilyn-tells-it-as-it-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Duh, life could be so boring sometimes. And I finally told dad about that weird man – who likes to sit beside me in the public bus and who makes me feel intensely uncomfortable with his weird behaviour – after Vinnie suggested that I do so. I could be so stupid sometimes, don’t I? I didn’t even come across this idea, because I thought he was just a helpless and innocent middle-aged man who is a little bit out of his mind and could not do any great harm to me. But I was all, “Yes I could tell my dad!” Duh, I’m such a cow. No I might had behaved like a cow, but not anymore, because he is totally suspicious, because I caught him peeking at the choice of my seat in the bus the day before, and trying to seat next to me again? In your dreams, you weirdo! But you know, dad would not tell me not to take the bus anymore and adopt the initiative to send me to school. No he wouldn’t. All he could do was to tell me to be more vigilant, and to shout out loud if the man ever attempted to do something evil to me, as if I’m some idiot who has no common sense, and as if he’s some idiot who has no common sense too. Of course he dare not do something evil, he’d just be always on the look for the right chance to sit beside me again and cause me to feel profoundly uncomfortable! I HATE him for he’s such a big pervert! I’m asserting on myself that I will NOT tolerate with any of his stupid he-think-I-don’t-know-what-he’s-up-to thingy again! I might just give him a powerful kick on his spleen, a big fat slap on his face and a punch into his pot-belly. Somehow, he boarded the the other bus today which had taken me aback, but it was indeed a great relief.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, a great relief it is, for just that particular instant. It was at least some relief, wasn’t it?  I managed to find a nice seat – with nobody beside – and started reading the first book of “Princess Diaries” over again since the brightness is sufficient compared to the other days. I was thinking how wonderful this morning had been since I get to make good use of the time by doing some reading and you know what’s the best part is? NO weird man sitting beside me! HA! But then, another foreigner boarded - "No, please~ No~~" I was praying hard - and there he sat right beside me when there are so many more free seats, and out of those unoccupied seats he had to sit with me, and he just ruined my otherwise beautiful morning just like that! I sort of hate him, because he sort of made me feel uncomfortable too. Urrgghh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't talk to strangers! This was the the policy parents used to adopt for the safety and soundness their children, but come on, this is the 21st century and those are perverts we're dealing with. I wonder what happened to plain old stranger?&lt;/span&gt;
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