<?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-3976681</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:16:58.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-¦-A Space of My Own-¦-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113657030560342798</id><published>2006-01-06T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T09:58:25.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've shifted to thismyhideout.blogspot.com. Please leave me a tag if your bloggie is not on the list. Template is done after searching for something that is simple and nice. It's then byebye to this space here. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113657030560342798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113657030560342798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113657030560342798' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113635778436204448</id><published>2006-01-03T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:56:24.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think it's about time i get a new template &amp; shift to a new location.Will keep it posted when i've moved.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113635778436204448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113635778436204448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113635778436204448' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113621376871940724</id><published>2006-01-02T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T07:09:17.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A brand new startAlright, new year's eve was kind of boring... 5mins count down to 2006, 15mins of pyrotechnics and 10mins of celebs singing on tv to usher in the new year. Not very exciting huh... While people clubbed/partied/havoced from 30Dec to 1Jan, i was petsitting + house-guarding. While i petsit, i was "babysat" by Janice. Thank you Jan. =) We were couch potatoes &amp; vcd junkies. 8 movies (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113621376871940724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113621376871940724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113621376871940724' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113591422066615343</id><published>2005-12-29T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:43:53.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!See ya in the 2006.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113591422066615343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113591422066615343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_25_archive.html#113591422066615343' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113561180540804539</id><published>2005-12-26T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T07:43:25.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am kinda bored. Clicked on some quizzes. Quite true sometimes, but shan't reada anything more into it.Your Birthdate: May 20You are a virtual roller coaster of emotions, and most people enjoy the ride.Your mood tends to set the tone of the room, and when you're happy, this is a good thing.When you get in a dark mood, watch out - it's very hard to get you out of it.It's sometimes hard for you to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113561180540804539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113561180540804539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_25_archive.html#113561180540804539' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113561053894899911</id><published>2005-12-26T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T07:22:18.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are 50% Boyish and 50% GirlishYou are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.How Boyish or Girlish Are You?Many a times i did "How girly or boyish are you?" tests, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113561053894899911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113561053894899911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_25_archive.html#113561053894899911' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113560700084711511</id><published>2005-12-26T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T07:04:36.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you POWERHOUSE+Bryan-&gt; for the card and the encouraging message written inside, with the yellow paper clipMarianne-&gt; for the friendship band &amp; postcard message Jillian &amp; Jaime-&gt; for the orange monkey banana post-it and the cow moo moo notepadJeff-&gt; for your another encouraging message on your brown "parking coupon" paperDaniel L-&gt; for your little blackie boardYiqing-&gt; for your postcard &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113560700084711511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113560700084711511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_25_archive.html#113560700084711511' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113535534865724179</id><published>2005-12-23T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T08:32:36.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seasons' Greetings to allMERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!From me. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113535534865724179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113535534865724179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_18_archive.html#113535534865724179' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113513954257645494</id><published>2005-12-20T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T20:32:22.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2005 is ending Just in another 10 days, we'll have to bid goodbye to 2005 and welcome in 2006. geez... It is so damn fast that the year is coming to a close just like that. Hmmm... Let's look back at what has happened in the year. Or rather, the highlights of 2005.*sitting and thinking...* Nothing that spectacular comes to mind. I wonder why... Okok... So i guess, the only thing i can thank God </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113513954257645494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113513954257645494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_18_archive.html#113513954257645494' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113486727807354415</id><published>2005-12-17T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T16:54:38.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Running like chicken weekMaybe i should call this week "The Chicken Little" week. Lolz... Had been running between school and youth camp. And, i realised that for 3 nights, i did not sleep on my bed. Wed was the night walk, Thurs the finale night, and then went to watch King Kong on Fri. Well, had a relatively good rest on on Friday. But i think i'm still feeling very tired, need the extra extra </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113486727807354415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113486727807354415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_11_archive.html#113486727807354415' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113405829088706256</id><published>2005-12-08T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T08:13:34.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas wish listThings that i want:1. Casio G-Shock G-8000 2. Shoes (running, boots)3.  Get hair cut 4. Giodarno Coudroy bag5. Giodarno Coudroy pants6. WalletThings that i need:1. New watch 2. Black shoes or boots3.  A hair cut (from my stylist or go somewhere new) 4.  New jeans  (It's a GUESS? jeans. Given by Marlon)5.  New clothes (t-shirts especially)  (FILA &amp; NIKE tops as gifts)6. New </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113405829088706256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113405829088706256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_04_archive.html#113405829088706256' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113377981774975308</id><published>2005-12-05T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T02:50:17.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FYIThe links to my pictures are no longer working. I will have to re-upload my pictures to another location for all of you to view. That is when i have the time to do it, then i will do it. But for now, ignore all the links to view the pictures. They are of no use!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113377981774975308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113377981774975308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_04_archive.html#113377981774975308' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113370993762063163</id><published>2005-12-04T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T07:25:37.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELPING A FARIEND IN NEEDI have a friend who is need of a huge amount of money to save a life at stake. As a friend, i'm appealing to all you out there who would like to help this friend of mine. Though you may not know this person, but your generosity and help will be greatly appreciated. I'm pleading on this person's behalf. There's nothing much i can do, but to show that i care as a friend by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113370993762063163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113370993762063163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_12_04_archive.html#113370993762063163' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113293274750045873</id><published>2005-11-25T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T07:32:27.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Congrats to all the people who have finished their O &amp; A level exams. Yahoo!!! It's finally over, and just leave everything into God's hands, yeah?? To all who are having holidays, enjoy it as much as you can. Get a part time job (if you can), earn your own pocket money &amp; gain some working experience. Learn from me, though having school i still earn a little bit of my own pocket money. Haahaa!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113293274750045873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113293274750045873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_11_20_archive.html#113293274750045873' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113215687745618009</id><published>2005-11-16T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T08:01:17.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This month seems to pass very fast.So does the week. Even so the day. Having makeup lab sessions on Thursday afternoons in the next coming weeks. Urgh~~~ Thoughts of earning another few extra bucks don't seem any possible now. So darn sickening... Thought was good to have both labs on Mondays, but it happens that most of the upcoming public holidays fall on Monday. Urgh~~~ And why is it that my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113215687745618009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113215687745618009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_11_13_archive.html#113215687745618009' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113188985340537584</id><published>2005-11-13T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T05:50:53.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113188985340537584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113188985340537584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_11_13_archive.html#113188985340537584' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-113024035377408208</id><published>2005-10-25T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T04:39:13.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PeaceThat's what i want when i will have to make the right decision when the time is right. What's next for me when i graduate? To take a break? Go Melbourne and see the life there and consider further studies? Or to just start working when school ends? So many options for me to take. But which is just the right one that He is telling me about? I'm thankful that i have a job that is waiting for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113024035377408208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/113024035377408208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_10_23_archive.html#113024035377408208' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112917838083307497</id><published>2005-10-12T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:39:40.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reminiscing the pastBroken and poured outFor the love of His creationGod paid a debtThat He didn't oweBearing my painBut not one was His equalAnd wearing my shameSo that I could know Him(chorus)He gave us allHe had to giveSo that weCould truly liveSo let's give allWe have to HimSo that we can beCompletely freeBut as they placedThe thorns on His browAs they drove the nailsInto His hands and His </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112917838083307497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112917838083307497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112917838083307497' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112902801985287497</id><published>2005-10-11T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T03:53:39.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unusual meBeing so quiet and not in action that my boss didn't hear anything from me today. Strange huh?? Really, there's nothing wrong with me. Not in bad mood or whatsoever. If she didnt peep at me to say i was quiet, i would not have realise it myself. =) Just want to enjoy my last couple of weeks here at level 10...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112902801985287497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112902801985287497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112902801985287497' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112894279703911580</id><published>2005-10-10T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T04:13:17.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Into Your handsI commit againwith all I amfor You LordYou hold my worldin the palm of Your handand I'm Yours foreverCHORUSJesus I believe in youJesus I belong to youyou're the reason that I live the reason that I sing with all I amI'll walk with You wherever You gothrough tears and joyI'll trust in Youand I will live in all of Your ways and Your promises forever-- With All I Am by HillsongsA song</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112894279703911580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112894279703911580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112894279703911580' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112833331063414581</id><published>2005-10-03T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T02:55:10.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Urgh~~That was how i felt last week. Urgh~~Praying that it would be better this week. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112833331063414581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112833331063414581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_10_02_archive.html#112833331063414581' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112778873218246067</id><published>2005-09-26T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T19:38:52.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take me to that secret place, Where I can only see Your Face,And nothing else will ever feel this way.You take away my guilty stains,The things I’ve done that I can’t change,It’s only by the Power of Your name.I stand here in this place,See the Glory on Your Face,Taken by the wonder of Your name.I’m desperate for Your touch,Never needed it so much,Cause all I want is You.Suddenly thought of this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112778873218246067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112778873218246067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_09_25_archive.html#112778873218246067' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112617662727815611</id><published>2005-09-08T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T03:50:27.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last of SIPFinally... The 4 months of internship officially ends tomorrow. I will then go on a one-week leave, and after that will return for work with intellitrain. It's been a wonderful 4 months, and i think i have gotten used to working life. Haahaa!! I really forgot how school semester is like, besides rushing for projects and more of them.So, my major project will be to develop a management </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112617662727815611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112617662727815611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112617662727815611' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112455358559255263</id><published>2005-08-20T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T08:59:45.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quick updates-Hectic week-Long day on Friday-Boozed a little on Friday-Out since 0630 in the morning on Saturday-Realise mistakes made at Subcourts-Felt terrible-Was forgiven-TiredzThere's lots to be said actually. But am just to tired to think and write them out.  When i've settled down and have the time to do so, that is.Discussion this afternoon before worship practice was fruitful. Picked up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112455358559255263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112455358559255263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_08_14_archive.html#112455358559255263' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112390619570670586</id><published>2005-08-12T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:09:55.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling fortunate &amp; pamperedI'm back into Bizibody office since last week. But, i'm doing stuff for Intellitrain instead. Suddenly i felt so fortunate working together with boss husband. Cuz he always buys back tea. I didn't want to reject when he asked if i preferred coffee or tea, so i told him tea was fine. Yeah yeah... I guess i'm still just a little girl that everybody dotes on. Oopz...Well,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112390619570670586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112390619570670586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_08_07_archive.html#112390619570670586' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112220424141153706</id><published>2005-07-24T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T04:24:01.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NoteJust wanted to post a note here to let you guys out there know that i'm very much alive, and i haven't gone missing. Buzz me on my mobile if you've got something to say. Keep in touch okie?? I'll blog when i have the time and energy to do so.Miss me not. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112220424141153706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112220424141153706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_07_24_archive.html#112220424141153706' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-112088233113239195</id><published>2005-07-08T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T21:12:11.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn it!!! www.myownemail.com isn't working. And i can't check my mails and retrieve my Friendster confirmation code. Idert...Happening week...Why i say so cuz... I did lots of fun things, know stuffs about 1 person and... Shall not continue, before i get crazy...Actually, i wanted to write bout what i know. But on 2nd thoughts, i shall not. Cuz you never know who's reading them. =) Sorry. No </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112088233113239195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/112088233113239195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_07_03_archive.html#112088233113239195' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111967435527197882</id><published>2005-06-24T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T21:39:15.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOLZ...Am supposed to be in the office this morning for 2 hours. But right now, i'm sitting in front of my home comp and blogging. What happened?! Well, my boss smsed this morning, but i slept like a log + my phone was on the table and so i didn't hear my phone ring. Haahaa... So silly right??I like this boss. =) She's real nice. Bought me and the other trainee lunch yesterday at a little jap </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111967435527197882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111967435527197882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_06_19_archive.html#111967435527197882' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111953607994187844</id><published>2005-06-23T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T07:14:39.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my God!It's really been blessings in disguise.On the first day of my internship, i panicked cuz i have no idea of where my attachment place was. Out of the blue, a fellow school mate called and say that we're going to the same company. How amazing it was. Then a month later...Expected the unexpected. I was told that i would be transferred for probably one month to the Law Society cuz they were</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111953607994187844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111953607994187844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_06_19_archive.html#111953607994187844' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111926027592656852</id><published>2005-06-20T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T02:37:55.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The stupid comp at home is giving me tons of problems again. Sickening &amp; fed-up with it. Therefore i'm now blogging from office comp. For your information, i got myself an ibook 2 weeks ago. But i haven't got to try the using the Safari web browser on it yet. The ibook rocks so far. Thinking back about it, i use to dislike Mac products whenever Ian mentions about it. In the end i had him to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111926027592656852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111926027592656852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_06_19_archive.html#111926027592656852' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111790014564073354</id><published>2005-06-04T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T08:49:05.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shopping moodWent shopping for working clothes today. Spent 113 bucks on 3 items. Walked around tampines in the evening again, and a couple of clothes caught my eye.   Bottoms from Esprit &amp; U2 (expensive stuff)     Long sleeves from Exclusively hers level (afforadable)    Ok... Hope that i will wear what i bought when internship is over. I bought it cuz it looked presentable to be worn to work. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111790014564073354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111790014564073354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_29_archive.html#111790014564073354' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111789752940594248</id><published>2005-06-04T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T08:05:29.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guys, sorry for blowing up this afternoon. Pardon me for doing so, probably cuz of not getting enough rest and was also pissed earlier in the day. I meant no harm shouting at you all, but cuz i love the youth ministry so much that i don't wish for anymore trouble or complaints from others. You can play, but go to the right places to do so. Don't take it to heart, okie??Endured week 2. But it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111789752940594248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111789752940594248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_29_archive.html#111789752940594248' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111746749355733067</id><published>2005-05-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T08:38:13.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another 2 items striked off my wanted list. Spent $46 on both CDs which i bought on impulse. Not exactly, cuz i was paying for the season 4 CD and asked if they have the season 3's CD still. And less than a minute, the sales boy whipped it out  and so no choice had to buy it since it's been given to me. I wonder why the season 3 was selling at a higher price than this season's. Hmm... Maybe i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111746749355733067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111746749355733067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_29_archive.html#111746749355733067' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111728942370573288</id><published>2005-05-28T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T07:10:23.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Survived week 1Alright... Haven't been writing the blog and surfing the net, cuz of the stupid comp problem that i had. Now it should be fine already...Yes, first week of internship was fine. People in the office were nice &amp; fun. It's only the first week, so gotta warm-up then will be familiar with them. =)  Went out of office for half a day on the 2nd day for a software training session. So far </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111728942370573288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111728942370573288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_22_archive.html#111728942370573288' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111643693386012683</id><published>2005-05-18T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T10:22:13.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you to Miss Xiuting who called to ask me again when is my birthday... Haahaa... She's so blur at times, yet cute at the same time. Besides that, she told me she got something for me. But too bad that i won't be meeting her this semester on campus cuz of internship. Anyway, school's near my place, she can just drop it in the letter box for me, yeah?Alright! Thank you miss 'meh meh' for your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111643693386012683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111643693386012683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111643693386012683' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111617316631646677</id><published>2005-05-15T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T09:06:06.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Urgh~ i restarted the comp 3 times just to get the internet connection going properly. I still think the comp has problems. Anyway, i shall blog again...Advanced giftsAlright... Shall make this short and sharp. Haahaa!!!Today, i got advanced presents for birthday. Thanks to the Lye sisters. So, guess what they got me?? Well, Jaime knows me just very well. She got me a red visor, and it's REEBOK!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111617316631646677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111617316631646677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111617316631646677' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111608481600374966</id><published>2005-05-14T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T08:33:36.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2+1I have a new PA crew/junior/assistant/disciple or whatever you want to call him. It's Joshua Lee (sec 3). I'm glad to have a male PA crew member finally. And Marianne can start(ed) to order him to carry the heavy boxes for us(the girls). Haahaa!!!But sad to say, i haven't really taught him all the sound stuff yet. Cuz i really do not know what to teach him. Ooppz... Well, shall just take the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111608481600374966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111608481600374966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111608481600374966' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111591643677579783</id><published>2005-05-12T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T09:52:53.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Your #1 Match: ISFJThe NurturerYou have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.A good listener, you excell at helping others in practical ways.In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.Your #2 Match: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111591643677579783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111591643677579783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111591643677579783' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111556873647838251</id><published>2005-05-08T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T09:12:16.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An afternoon with Jillian,Jaime &amp; QingReally don't know what came over the 4 of us after church today. First, Qingqing snapped Jaime's bra strap for x number of times, for fun i guess. Then, Jillian and i tried to do dance moves. Asked her to turn my direction, but she want me to go her direction and then we laughed at our disagreement. Oh, Qing and Jaime did the spinning thing and Jaime almost </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111556873647838251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111556873647838251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111556873647838251' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111539982486556753</id><published>2005-05-06T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T10:17:04.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 weeks leftGot my attachment posting finally. Thank God that it's not school itself. Haahaa!!! The office i'll be at is located opposite Lau Pa Sat. Imagine having lunch there, yumyum... The good food and everything.SIP starts on 23rd, but it's a public holiday that day. So, it'll start the next day instead. Haahaa!!! Means i'll have one more day to enjoy and relax myself. =)  Those who want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111539982486556753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111539982486556753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111539982486556753' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111435976106144426</id><published>2005-04-24T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T09:22:41.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I look under 16.End of today's story.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111435976106144426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111435976106144426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_04_24_archive.html#111435976106144426' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111427069527167451</id><published>2005-04-23T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T08:38:15.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fish &amp; Co day Suprise birthday lunch turned out to be not quite a surprise after all. But glad that Doc was happy and touched that we (the friday cg) celebrated his day together. It's been sometime the former big group came together and have fellowship, despite some of them missing. We had fun eating, chatting and laughing, eh? More of these food and fellowship okie?? How about Subway? Haahaa!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111427069527167451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111427069527167451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_04_17_archive.html#111427069527167451' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111393409784762346</id><published>2005-04-19T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T11:08:17.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wonder what's happening to me? I'll tell you.Life revolves round tv, tv and more tv.Yeah. That's it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111393409784762346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111393409784762346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_04_17_archive.html#111393409784762346' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111280275675602029</id><published>2005-04-06T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T08:52:36.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thinking of changing my blog's URL, but can't think of any good ones.Feel like changing template too. But i still like this. Haahaa!!! Any recommendations??Leave a note.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111280275675602029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111280275675602029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111280275675602029' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111255257588502216</id><published>2005-04-03T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T11:22:55.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who compares to You?Who set the stars in their place?You who calmed the raging seas That came crashing over me.Who compares to You?You who bring the morning light,The hope of all the earthIs rest assured in Your great love.CHORUS:You are magnificent,Eternally wonderful, glorious.Jesus, no one ever will compare To You, Jesus.Where the evening fades,You call forth songs of joy.As the morning wakes,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111255257588502216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111255257588502216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111255257588502216' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111219903232675156</id><published>2005-03-30T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T08:10:32.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My weird mama (Part 2)I guess my mom's really weird.(On the MRT)Mama: You want to pierce ear ah?Me: One side?Mama: One side lah. 2Me: ??Mama: One here (points to lobe), one here lah (points to ear bone)Me: *Rolls eyes* Pain eh there.Mama: Yahlor...Can't understand her man... As if i will go for more piercings at other places like that. Damn weird ah my mother. Tattoos and piercings woah... Haahaa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111219903232675156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111219903232675156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111219903232675156' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111211120502199924</id><published>2005-03-29T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T07:46:45.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My weird mamaMama says no to ear piercing, but yes to tattoos. She is so unpredictably weird.(After seeing girl with tattoo alighting bus)Mama: Go get tattoo.Me: Eee... Pain leh...Mama: No lah, not pain.Me: Huh?? You don't allow pierce ear, ask go tattoo.Mama: Pierce ear, cannot. Tattoo nevermind.Me: *rolls eyes*Anyways, went Sentosa with DaRene, XiaoRene &amp; Pinky yesterday. Got tanned a bit, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111211120502199924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111211120502199924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_03_27_archive.html#111211120502199924' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111176643581857766</id><published>2005-03-25T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T08:00:35.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My skates broke. Time to get a new pair, then can go skating frequently.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111176643581857766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111176643581857766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_03_20_archive.html#111176643581857766' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111168857384396844</id><published>2005-03-24T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:22:53.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is it that whenever i go out with friends, and happens that a bunch of strangers need top take group picture, ends up i'm the photographer for them. It happened not just once, but a couple of times. Why so?? Do i have the look of a photographer??I think i shall go be photographer instead. Haahaax...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111168857384396844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111168857384396844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_03_20_archive.html#111168857384396844' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111055625427456371</id><published>2005-03-11T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T07:50:54.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Semi refreshedCG was good. Jeff led for the first time, and i thought it was very fruitful. Tonight's passage sort of woke me up and refreshed me with the Lord.Have mercy on me, O God,according to your unfailing love;according to your great compassionblot out my transgressions.Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sins....Cleanse me with hyssop, and i will be clean;wash me, and i will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111055625427456371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111055625427456371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_03_06_archive.html#111055625427456371' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-111021595395993075</id><published>2005-03-07T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T09:19:13.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Favourites from launchcast radioI could stay awake just to hear you breathing,Watch you smile while you are sleeping,While you're far away and dreaming,I could spend my life in this sweet surrender,I could stay lost in this moment forever,When every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure,(Chorus)Don't wanna close my eyes,I don't wanna fall asleep,Cause I'd miss you babe,And I don't wanna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111021595395993075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/111021595395993075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_03_06_archive.html#111021595395993075' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110991425374624703</id><published>2005-03-03T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T21:30:53.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Untitled DocumentNo lessons for me today... Haahaa... Skipped lecture, and now i'm in the lab blogging. Keeping Ms Pinky company before her lesson at 2.Wonder why i'm so relaxed eh?? Thinking that if i have any leftover assignments?? Yes, i do have 2  leftover assingments to be completed in a few days. And why am i not doing them?? Reason is that, both have to be done at school... Haiz... no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110991425374624703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110991425374624703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_02_27_archive.html#110991425374624703' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110916695762115046</id><published>2005-02-23T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T05:55:57.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am going nuts.I am going bonkers.Someone please help me...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110916695762115046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110916695762115046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_02_20_archive.html#110916695762115046' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110839701658948955</id><published>2005-02-14T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T08:03:36.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Assignment listECADORDSADIDSTMD4 assignments on hand for me. 2 of them are group projects, but has individual components to be done. Should be quite busy and having sleepless nights from next week onwards. Well, i'm planning my time and spreading how things should be done. This isn't being hardworking, but doing things at right pace. Haahaa...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110839701658948955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110839701658948955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110839701658948955' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110813687680992270</id><published>2005-02-11T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T07:47:56.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Long holidaySelf-declared tuesday &amp; friday off from school. Haahaa!!! How wonderful to have 'longer' break as compared to others. Heehee... But check out my CNY to-do list in the previous post. I've completed only 2 tasks so far. I'm so so dead, cuz i die die will have to complete stmd proposal by saturday night. It means to stay the entire night up on saturday till sunday morning to finish it, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110813687680992270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110813687680992270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_02_06_archive.html#110813687680992270' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110753625473497737</id><published>2005-02-04T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T07:28:07.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CNY to-do listSTMD proposalCMSK cover letter &amp; resume draftsCMSK online grammer exercisesECAD tutorialAs you can see, i'll be having a "great" time during CNY doing the above tasks. Can't imagine cooping myself in the room, and staring at the computer screen. Sheesh... Having to do work during festive seasons suck big time. All thanks to government pushing poly to commence semester early, we have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110753625473497737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110753625473497737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_01_30_archive.html#110753625473497737' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110744880437165484</id><published>2005-02-03T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T08:40:04.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ThankfulBy God's grace i passed all term test papers fairly well. It's really a miracle, cuz i wasn't quite prepare for the papers. What's more, this time round i didn't pray and ask for deserving results, thinking that i might have done badly for them. Truly, this is really by His grace that i managed to pass them all. And it has been quite a long time that i i didn't have any failing modules </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110744880437165484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110744880437165484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_01_30_archive.html#110744880437165484' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110701404796345607</id><published>2005-01-29T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T08:00:27.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligencehttp://www.quizdiva.net/bt/musical.jpg"&gt;Every part of your life has a beat, and you're often tapping your fingers or toes.You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time.You are probably a gifted musician of some sort - even if you haven't realized it.Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110701404796345607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110701404796345607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_01_23_archive.html#110701404796345607' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110624541789115027</id><published>2005-01-20T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T10:23:37.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Over &amp; done withMy term papers are over, but i have little confidence of passing them. Whatever, what's done is done. I can't turn back time and change history.It's my break next week. But i doubt it will be a break, cuz there are assignments &amp; projects that needs to be started on. Geez... And dear Serene wants to go out play more than concentrate on school work. Haiz... No medicine can cure </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110624541789115027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110624541789115027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_01_16_archive.html#110624541789115027' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110545817471100992</id><published>2005-01-11T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T07:42:54.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh no!!Guess what?? It's the 6th week of school already... And i kinda realise that my term tests are next week?? Geez... I'm a 'sotong' again man...Need to start studying already... I have 3 papers on Monday... God bless me man...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110545817471100992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110545817471100992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_01_09_archive.html#110545817471100992' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110511656382757177</id><published>2005-01-07T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T07:40:14.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SubmissionsDatelines i have to meet for me to submit my stuff:12th - Cmsk poster + presentation &amp; Movie Review13th - Ecad phase 1 This is only the beginning. Wait till i start on my other projects and assignments. It will so going to be killer.This time i do really need to manage my time... Hahahax...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110511656382757177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110511656382757177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_01_02_archive.html#110511656382757177' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110502788653689999</id><published>2005-01-06T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T02:10:05.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question?? (updated)This blog's template has been the same since i started using it 3 years ago. It's time for a change i suppose. But, i still like this template. The links and stuff are done properly already, and i'm just too lazy to re-do everything on the new template.Couple of templates that caught my eye...http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=25632&amp;action=Previewhttp://</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110502788653689999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110502788653689999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2005_01_02_archive.html#110502788653689999' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110459563442310198</id><published>2005-01-01T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T08:07:14.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>34 hours without sleepMust be wondering why i didn't catch any sleep, yeah? This is why...31 December 200411am - 45min lecture12nn to 2pm - Helped mom with preparations for stay over3pm to 6pm - Ain's 1st birthday party @ Macs7pm to 9pm - Sharing &amp; new year's resolution930pm to 11pm - Guy &amp; gurl talks by Doc John &amp; Tess1 January 200512am to 10am - All night long activities (Card games,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110459563442310198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110459563442310198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_12_26_archive.html#110459563442310198' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110415488742594910</id><published>2004-12-27T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T05:41:27.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Year's Eve PartyYo guys and girls of POWERHOUSE+!!! New year's party will be at my place this year. Those who are invited to Ain's birthday, are invited to my house after her party. Dinner, supper, snacks, sleeping area all provided.Contact me for more details. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110415488742594910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110415488742594910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_12_26_archive.html#110415488742594910' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110355834664870540</id><published>2004-12-20T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T07:59:06.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New pictures on the gallery... Check them out...Unfortunately, you can't right click and save the pictures from there...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110355834664870540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110355834664870540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110355834664870540' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110345352669018683</id><published>2004-12-19T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T07:34:59.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crossover 2004It's 2 days after the camp, and finally the entry about camp. Well, i shall not go into the details of the camp, cuz others might blog event by event. So, i just say about the thoughts i had for the camp.Overall, camp was fantastic. Prayers were answered from God, and indeed the camp had a great impact on the campers. This entire camp got us tested in many ways - spiritual, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110345352669018683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110345352669018683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110345352669018683' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110235349924955775</id><published>2004-12-06T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T09:18:19.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas wish list/shopping listArgh~~ Went window shopping after class ended. Walked round TM looking at stuff, and thought to myself that, there are stuff that i feel like buying. However, i don't have much cash on me, cuz i'll be developing close to 200 pictures and don't know how much will it cost me. Then, might also go make a special something for people's Christmas present. And, need to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110235349924955775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110235349924955775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110235349924955775' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110209378736933036</id><published>2004-12-03T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T09:09:47.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 guys, 1 girl &amp; a shopping spree (Friday, 3 Dec)Yes... Cheryl went on shopping spree with Doc John, Daniel Koh and Joseph for CROSSOVER stuff.Our first stop, GIANT at Parkway Parade. It was good that went early, so we didnt have to shop with the crowd. Bought over 200+ bucks of stuff from there and managed to stuff every single bag of goods into 1 cab. Dropped the stuffs at Doc's office and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110209378736933036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110209378736933036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110209378736933036' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110149113852840031</id><published>2004-11-26T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T09:45:38.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I do not want to remind myself that i have only 1 week left.It's all going to be over soon...End.P.S: I'm not going to die ok. Please do not be mistaken by what i say above.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110149113852840031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110149113852840031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110149113852840031' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-110062317454873512</id><published>2004-11-16T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T08:39:34.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM A SOTONG.End of story...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110062317454873512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/110062317454873512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110062317454873512' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109984587833341057</id><published>2004-11-07T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T09:42:34.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chiJazz 2004Clara, all your fault ah... Your livejournal about the festival was damn good ah. Short and sweet... Haha!! Eh worship ministry people, you all missed out alot of good stuff man...Anyway, i remembered the jazz festival i went to was in 2002. Didnt really know how to appreciate good music back then. But after Sunday, it was POWER!!!- Bassists were super happening, using 4-string </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109984587833341057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109984587833341057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#109984587833341057' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109975481839933822</id><published>2004-11-06T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T07:26:58.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wondering what's up??Haven't been writing this blog for a while eh?? Well, nothing much happened. Went to school to retake my papers, and both days i was sort of freezing in the exam room. Brrr~~ Anyway, i also do not wish to talk about the papers. Just want to enjoy my holidays as much as i can, cuz i realise that i have only a month left to enjoy it. December the new semester starts, and it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109975481839933822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109975481839933822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109975481839933822' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109863871688829665</id><published>2004-10-24T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T10:25:16.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What now eh??Ok.. This is for Samantha. You asked why i stopped blogging... Haha...Holz now, but got to school for revision lecture. Why??? Need not ask... 2 Fs, of coz. But thank God for everything. Good or bad, there's a reason for me to have it, right?? At least going for revision lecture, would be a time to catch up with Serene. Right girl??Final YOUTH JAMS for 2004 is here once again!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109863871688829665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109863871688829665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109863871688829665' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109742693222412901</id><published>2004-10-10T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T09:48:52.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something about the wayYou look tonightSomething about the wayThat I can't take my eyes off youSomething about the wayYour lips inviteMaybe it's the way thatI get nervous when you're aroundand I want you to be mineAnd if you need a reason whyIt's in the way that you move meAnd the way that you tease meThe way that I want you tonightIt's in the way that you hold meAnd the way that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109742693222412901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109742693222412901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109742693222412901' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109699458011060192</id><published>2004-10-05T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T10:08:09.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Idol struckWow!!! I really don't know where to start. Geez... Everything was just too good.$108 ticket was super duper worth it. Why?1) Because it was the first row, and the block was quite close to the stage. There's lots of space to groove about. Haha!!2) The Singapore Idol finalists were one staircase down me. So, i saw all of them!!! Leandra,Taufik,Christopher,Maia,Sylvester,David,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109699458011060192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109699458011060192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109699458011060192' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109682594523464423</id><published>2004-10-03T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T10:52:25.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't knowI don't know how to start.I don't know what to think.I don't know how to say.I don't know how to write.I don't know what's wrong.I don't know the reason why.I don't know...I just don't know...So many things just happen on a single night. Just too many events, and i can't seem to put my thoughts straight. Perhaps, there isn't any thoughts at all. Ah~ Just go to sleep... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109682594523464423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109682594523464423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109682594523464423' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109639284362640707</id><published>2004-09-28T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T10:34:03.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a Christian IT student should hold on toA Programmer's Psalm The Lord is my programmer I shall not crash. He installed His software on the Hard disk of my heart. All of His commands are user friendly His directory moves me to the right choices For His name’s sake Even though I scroll through The problems of life I will fear no bugs, for He is my backup. His password protects me; He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109639284362640707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109639284362640707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109639284362640707' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109604270573190329</id><published>2004-09-24T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T09:18:25.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'F...' weekFuming. Fed-up. Furious. Finished. Flunked. Forget it. Fatigued. Faint. Finally...F*** it!!!You may ask why or what's wrong? Heck... Can't be bothered anymore. Just continue on with what's left.Dead...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109604270573190329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109604270573190329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109604270573190329' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109569560097537452</id><published>2004-09-20T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T08:53:20.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's no time for me to blog due to project deadlines. This is the last week of school, and which it will be the final exams in 2 weeks time. Will blog when i'm available.Till then...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109569560097537452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109569560097537452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109569560097537452' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109489864964231856</id><published>2004-09-11T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T03:30:49.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blur? Careless? Dumb? Or what?Took cab with a friend, and then left my bunch of keys in the cab when i got off. Thankfully that friend continued the journey in the cab. If not, i think i won't be so lucky like last week to have retrieve back my keys. Yes, i forgot to take the keys last week when at church. And now, the bracelet Marlon  gave me, also don't know where i left it. Only Samantha and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109489864964231856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109489864964231856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109489864964231856' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109423804029587364</id><published>2004-09-03T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T12:00:40.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy buzzyDeadlines &amp; deadlines... I so have to meet them... Got to get started and complete my stuff as fast as i can. I'm so not started on the things which are needed to be done. UID, AMMD, ECAD, MMPG, MBDP. Gonna go bonkerz in doing all of that man... It's like close to 5 more weeks to the end of the 1st semester of year 2. Guess everyone is looking forward to the vacation period. But we've</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109423804029587364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109423804029587364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109423804029587364' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109301932975569518</id><published>2004-08-20T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T09:28:49.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's up now?Let's see... Been follwing closely with the Olympic Games this entire week. Especially our athletes from Singapore. They have shown amazing results to the nation. Never regret that i managed to stay up &amp; catch the Live or re-telecast games. It was all worth it. Especially this early morning at 1am till 3am, it was totally good. Then had to work on UID proposal after that, and in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109301932975569518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109301932975569518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109301932975569518' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109251220782166256</id><published>2004-08-14T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T12:36:47.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Really deserved it manIt's 3am now, and also the last day of holiday. But NO! I have to finish school work in 24+hrs to prepare for submission. Gawd!! This is much horrible compared to last semester. Damn it!!! It has to be the punishment God gave to me for not focusing on doing assignments... Found out that i had to hand in a java program with 4 imaging functions in first lab session, and 8 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109251220782166256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109251220782166256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109251220782166256' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109206431968619000</id><published>2004-08-09T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T08:11:59.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things to do listMMPG assignment - 16 Aug lab sessionECAD assignment - first week lab session??UID topic research &amp; proposal - submission not sureCMSK research &amp; report draft - submission on 16 Aug eveningMBDP group project - doing on Wed (11 Aug) &amp; hoping to complete itTop 5 things which i have to tell myself to do. This week won't be any other holiday man... Projects and assignments are top on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109206431968619000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109206431968619000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109206431968619000' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109197737447139853</id><published>2004-08-08T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T08:02:54.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To ABLAZE Team: Great job done for tonight's performance for CBC's 40th anniversary. It was the first time i see people actually finish everything on the 10 course meal. Wahahaha!!! It's scary to see the dish wiped clean in minutes. You guys &amp; girls really rock man!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109197737447139853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109197737447139853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109197737447139853' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109181067713766157</id><published>2004-08-06T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T09:44:37.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's all overIt has been a tough week.  Really... All my term tests suck big time. Not expecting to do well or even get the desired results. But I'm glad that it has all come to an end, and shall just move on with life.His goneLots of sacians &amp; ex-sacians blogged about it this entire week. Our school's legendary man has left the school, left this world, left us. Received sms about his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109181067713766157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109181067713766157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109181067713766157' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-10907767178090684</id><published>2004-07-25T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T10:31:57.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Booking Well, we had our first performance booking outside of church today. It was a really wonderful to be able to perform "Completely Free" in front of an audience whom we were strangers to. People were touched by the presentation and some even dedicated their lives to Christ. Amen to that!! I certainly believe that, this is just the beginning of what the Lord will do in the creative </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/10907767178090684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/10907767178090684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#10907767178090684' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109060233358237806</id><published>2004-07-23T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T10:05:33.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's killing me This week passed quite slowly, i think. And to me, it wasn't that fantastic. Was trying to rush AMMD assignment on the comp this week, but my sis had to fight with me over the use of the comp. Very irritating and very pissed... When i don't use, she doesn't use and when i want to use, she also want to use. What the... My mum then say, one comp only in the house only, have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109060233358237806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109060233358237806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109060233358237806' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-109025169245798353</id><published>2004-07-19T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:33:18.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kick-ass day   Woke up today and still feeling grouchy after last night. Realised i may have searched for the wrong information i needed for the first lessoon in the morning. *idiot me* But i can't be bothered about it. Class ended slightly early, so i kind of isolated myself from my tutorial class people. Sat alone from them during lecture, and didn't pay attention to the teacher but wrote </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109025169245798353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/109025169245798353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109025169245798353' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-10899029013970898</id><published>2004-07-15T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T07:48:21.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One DownOK... First project down(just need help to do contrast pieces on FreehHand). Then, handing it in tomorrow. Hurray!! But only for a while... Cuz got to work on the "Trailer Park" project on Flash... I'm pathetic, because i am unable to do the animation i want. I will have to get the book on Flash as soon as i can, so that i can start working on it. The project is due in week's time. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/10899029013970898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/10899029013970898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#10899029013970898' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108947764542431930</id><published>2004-07-10T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T09:40:45.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in deep s**tDie die die... Projects to be handed in the subsequent weeks, and i havent really touched on anything. In the midst of completing my sketches, but i still have to select my best sketches and do them on Macromedia FreeHand. But thank God that the lab session for this subject is on friday, so it means that i have until that day to complete it. It will be a 6-hour lab session </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108947764542431930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108947764542431930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108947764542431930' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108867902968032279</id><published>2004-07-01T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T03:50:29.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where's my mind??2nd week of school already, but Cheryl here goes to school and attend lectures, lab sessions and tutorials without notes. How great is that?! Seems to me that nothing has been absorbed into my head yet. There are like a few projects to be handed in before the term test (which is like end of this month), and i have yet to start planning on what i want to do. This is real real </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108867902968032279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108867902968032279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108867902968032279' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108800633873018338</id><published>2004-06-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T08:58:58.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dead on mid weekMy 2nd year of school has started, and i'm already feeling tired. One reason being is that, my entire week's first lesson begins at 8am except Tuesday at 9am (which makes no difference at all). The earliest i end school, is at 2pm, latest 6pm. Plus, there are days which i have 3-hour break before the next class. Timetable has been fixed already, and it will be for one whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108800633873018338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108800633873018338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108800633873018338' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108744931582302018</id><published>2004-06-16T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T22:15:15.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back to RealityI have returned... Many of us didn't feel like returning back home to Singapore... Haha!! Well, what can we do?? We still have to return to our "reality" world. *sighs* I miss the Philippines already... The people, the traffic, the cars, old and new friends... i just didn't think that i was in a foreign land during my stay there... Just miss everything about that country.Ablaze</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108744931582302018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108744931582302018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108744931582302018' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108602418192422978</id><published>2004-05-31T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T10:23:01.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One More DayJust one more day before i leave... Won't be updating till i return back on the 16th... But please do tag me okie... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108602418192422978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108602418192422978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108602418192422978' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108567897090644987</id><published>2004-05-27T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T10:29:30.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boring nights to comeRrright... Time really flies. Season 3 of American Idol has come to an end tonight. *sighs* My favourite reality tv shows have all ended, and there's nothing on tv for me to watch. At last, the 3rd American Idol was crowned. It's a great feeling to be able to catch the audition episodes, and the final 12 episodes (excluding Big Band night) of the entire season. After </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108567897090644987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108567897090644987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108567897090644987' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108506842226575112</id><published>2004-05-20T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T08:55:08.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boring BirthdayYes yes... My birthday was indeed boring... Birthday messages were coming in every now and then the entire afternoon. Thanks to those who sent the messages. I appreciated it very much. Anyway, i spent most of the time watching tv, and reading through my stuff, to prepare myself for the supp paper tomorrow. Oh, i had my chinese birthday yesterday.. Haha!! Got some cash from my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108506842226575112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108506842226575112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108506842226575112' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108446398174026640</id><published>2004-05-13T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T08:59:41.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright... New blogger design and all... I'm still trying to get used to it...Surprise surpriseThe American Idol results tonight kept me at the edge of my seat. First was Diana Degarmo who was safe, and then Fantasia was one of the bottom 2. That leaves with only Jasmine Trias and Latoya London for the 2nd position in the bottom. Yes yes, Jasmine didn't gave her best for Disco night, and was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108446398174026640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108446398174026640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108446398174026640' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108394751275666772</id><published>2004-05-07T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T09:36:13.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Panic for resultsResults were sent via sms this afternoon. Whenever i receive a message, i will not open it straight away, coz i'm scared to see the results.Anyway, at around 4pm, i saw an incoming message. Alright, go inbox and see who is it from. My goodness!! "Exam Results..." Ah!! Freak!!! I did not dare open up and see the results man. But i prayed and asked God for results i deserved, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108394751275666772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108394751275666772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108394751275666772' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3976681.post-108383783248704318</id><published>2004-05-06T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T03:08:11.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't been updating this place. Just got my comp reformatted.. Trying to put back things into the right places. Especially my emails in Outlook.... sheesh... They're so important to me... K... Will update again... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108383783248704318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3976681/posts/default/108383783248704318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportsgirl205.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108383783248704318' title=''/><author><name>|=cHeRyL=|</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05696524811825680542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
