<?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-4010580171801676069</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:03:06.060+08:00</updated><category term='Goodbye'/><category term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Paris is worth it</title><subtitle type='html'>No one said finding Paris  would be easy; they only said it would be worth it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5364908808036728876</id><published>2011-02-10T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:15:31.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post of 2011</title><content type='html'>Well, clearly I have been on hiatus for quite sometimes and it's 2011 now. 2010 was a great year filled with lots of great memories. Though I don't want to go through 2010 again, but it is one of the great years of my life. I thought that 2011 will be a fun, carefree and easy year for me but clearly I'm wrong because now, I'm in college with pile of work. And for some weird reason, I am very LAZY to do any work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like usually I will come back from school and do homework but now, I'm like go back, watch funny things and then sleep. Like WTH right. And what is bad is that all my work is piling up. But whatever, I don't care. Last year was a hectic year so why don't I have a good and happy year this year. My dream for this year is to enjoy myself. But not that much I guess cause clearly I can't keep ignoring all my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I just realized that I always contradict myself when typing in blogger. One part is said like this and the other part, another way. But whatever because clearly this is my blog and I don't care what people think. Anyway, I just realized I ask a lot of questions to people. Like I'll ask question about anything I like. But I think it's a good point because then people cannot cheat me so easily. Though I can be annoying sometimes, I don't really care. As long as I'm happy, that's good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whoever that read the last sentence there will think I'm selfish but to make things clear, I am not and I think that it's quite awesome to not care about what people think. This is because I think that the community that I'm living in is too conscious about what people think and live a miserable life. So I won't do that and just do whatever I want. Haha. I like it when I type something like that. Makes me sound cool and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been craving to write things because A-Levels doesn't require you to write an English essay or anything so I have to channel this ginormous idea somewhere and here is the place for me to write anything I want happily. So, college is great especially when meeting new people and knowing new people. But I still love to stay at home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all for now since I'm just ranting everything here. Btw, did anyone miss me and my awesome contradicting blogging? If you do, leave a message with "Great! You're back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I really like to get all this weird messages so just leave it there and make me happy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5364908808036728876?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5364908808036728876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5364908808036728876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5364908808036728876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5364908808036728876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/1st-post-of-2011.html' title='1st post of 2011'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1366798538269100820</id><published>2010-10-04T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:10:38.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girlfriend is a Gumiho</title><content type='html'>Firstly, don't freak out and thing that I got a girlfriend named Gumiho. That is so weird in so many ways. It's actually a drama which is twisted, awesome, makes you don't sleep at night, makes you forget about the world you're living in and make you cry like freaking mad. I'm writing this post because viikii is taking forever to just load a segment. How the heck am I gonna survive this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been watching 14 episodes of the drama and I love this drama. Because it's different. When something happens, I always thought that it will be like any other drama but no, it's awesomer because it's unpredictable. And did I tell you that it revolves around mythical creature. Like WHAT! AWESOME! I know I sound pretty drunk here but it's just the story. If you watch it, you'll be like me. I only sleep for 2 hours last night but I can survive  today because it's the power of DRAMA. The awesome feeling when you watch a drama. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now because I think it's loading now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1366798538269100820?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1366798538269100820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1366798538269100820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1366798538269100820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1366798538269100820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-girlfriend-is-gumiho.html' title='My Girlfriend is a Gumiho'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-40344603712676058</id><published>2010-09-11T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:42:16.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying</title><content type='html'>You know, it's hard to study. There's always distractions. You tend to do things when you are studying. For example, I'm studying and then, there's a small part of me will be curious about something so simple that I ended up googling it or wikipedia it. People call it procrastinating but what I call it is short attention time span. It's like you can only concentrate that much for a certain time only. After that time span is over, you'll be like, "Why don't I check on this thing?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's extremely annoying because well, it's just annoying. You can't study and you can't do anything about it. You will be so curious or interested in that thing until it's hard for you to study. I'm sure you know this feeling. And I'm sure it's very annoying to you too. For example, this is an example of procrastinating. I was like "Why don't I study now..." And then, this. What's this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like suddenly, a 'brilliant' idea came and you'll be like so damn excited to do it. This is an example to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fact about me, btw. I always think about stuff like deep stuff. And I'm like "Whoa! It's a discovery. I bet nobody is as smart as I am to think about this stuff" But guess what. Everyone thinks about this kind of stuff and I'm just one of them. Normal. It's annoyingly hard to stand up as an individual and not to do something everyone does. It's like if you do something differently, you'll be weird. I want to be weird but I guess, I'm too normal to be weird. I bet all the weirdos who reads this will be jealous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm smiling right now because my last statement is so stupid. I'm turning stupider. A bad sign indeed. Especially when it's so near my exams. :( But whatever, dudes. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, please leave comments in the C-Box because I feel dumb to update a blog without people reading it. Even if you don't know what to say, just say this. "Nice blog" or "Interesting post". Trust me, I'll be so happy and you SHOULD be happy that you've just made my day. Good job to the people who did that! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now. And if you see another update, leave something like this "GO STUDY!!!!" at my C-box. I'll be happier. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-40344603712676058?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/40344603712676058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=40344603712676058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/40344603712676058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/40344603712676058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/studying.html' title='Studying'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7495919151364605491</id><published>2010-09-11T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:22:35.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2NE1</title><content type='html'>Well since I love 2ne1 so ever much, I will post their MV here in my blog. Haha. There's two for now and another one tomorrow. Enjoy~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;CLAP YOUR HANDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTw-UM5Jy4E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTw-UM5Jy4E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;GO AWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yW13T2sfKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yW13T2sfKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY~ And btw, I'm gonna put it at the side so that everyone will watch it. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7495919151364605491?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7495919151364605491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7495919151364605491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7495919151364605491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7495919151364605491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/2ne1.html' title='2NE1'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-31181309376131295</id><published>2010-09-11T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:25:43.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya</title><content type='html'>Raya is always a great thing to celebrate. I love the feeling when you know that tomorrow is raya and today is the last day of puasa. It is a really nice feeling with the takbir raya and of course, the hectic situation where everyone is busy cooking, baking cookies and do all sorts of things. And then at night, we'll play fireworks and everything. It was a good feeling. And when I wake up the next morning, I will feel excited due to the fact that I'm not fasting anymore and it's Raya. It is awesome. I love the feeling when we have to susun the kuih raya in the Tupperware and preparing for everything. Wearing new clothes for Raya is nice too and when we receive the 'duit raya'. It is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this feelings. How I hope this years celebration won't feel so fast. Everything seems to be in a fast mode. I don't know why. I love the fact that my friends came this year during Raya to celebrate Raya together. And I love it when the cousins all come together and we start cracking jokes. It is a good memory.Every year, I will feel sad that the first day of Raya is over but this year, I feel a bit worse because I was looking forward for Raya so much that when it ends, it feels empty. And the fact that Trials is coming is making everything worst. Let's just hope next year Raya will be a better one and no Trials or some other weird exams making my Raya a bad Raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now back to studying and eating kuih Raya. And please remind me to eat less. Cause I should stop and start with my diet. I don't want any more complications. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I end this post, I shall give a shout out to everybody who is reading my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-31181309376131295?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/31181309376131295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=31181309376131295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/31181309376131295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/31181309376131295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya.html' title='Raya'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5619806382615868249</id><published>2010-09-06T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:13:12.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching</title><content type='html'>If you follow me on twitter, you'll realized that I like/ LOVE to kill ants that is walking on my table. But I stumbled on something so touching. I was like AWWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a few minutes ago, I killed an ant who was walking on my table. Then after a while I realized that another ant which is bigger took the body of the ant that I killed and carry it and bring it away from me. It seems as if the bigger ant is the father and tried to carry his son's body away and trying to protect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that even a small ant is capable of loving its son and carries it to safety although it's already dead. Well, why can't ALL human do that. If a small animal do that, why can't we, god's greatest creation do such a simple thing. I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I killed the father anyways because I HATE ANTS. Now the father can be dead with its son. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5619806382615868249?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5619806382615868249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5619806382615868249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5619806382615868249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5619806382615868249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/touching.html' title='Touching'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3306963785035600002</id><published>2010-08-30T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:26:56.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>I've just realized that sleeping is nice but I don't like the after feeling of sleeping. If you don't have enough sleep, then you will feel so tired and you will want to sleep back obviously. That is a feeling I hate because I have to go through this every weekdays. Like seriously. But another feeling that I hate is when I overslept. Like after I sleep for 10 hours or 12 hours. If I sleep more than 10 hours, it will make me feel so tired. It will be so tiring and my mouth will taste really bad. It is seriously not a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seriously, how when will I get a nice sleep like when you wake up, I'll be like, "Wow. That's refreshing," I really want to get that kind of sleep. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another topic of sleep is obviously about dream. Do you know that I will dream about something if I sleep pass 8.00 in the morning or in another word after 8 hours have pass. Why? I don't know why. It's just that, when I don't get enough sleep, I'll just get a dark dream or a dream that I can't remember. So yea~ How can I get a nice dream everytime? hmm.. On the other hand, if I get like a really good dream, I will be like so refreshed and happy. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is like a short segment of about me because it is so random. But I was thinking about this issue for a long time already and I actually want to let it out once in a while. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3306963785035600002?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3306963785035600002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3306963785035600002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3306963785035600002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3306963785035600002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-384722644469901099</id><published>2010-08-09T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:02:53.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>210 000</title><content type='html'>Whoever actually hit the 210,000 for my blog's hit count,  please leave me a message. So I know that you're the AWESOME person who check my blog and lucky enough to be the 210,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, puasa is in a few days so I would like to take this opportunity to wish the Muslims who are fasting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SELAMAT BERPUASA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-384722644469901099?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/384722644469901099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=384722644469901099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/384722644469901099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/384722644469901099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/210-000.html' title='210 000'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5314486909604612966</id><published>2010-08-09T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:58:07.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There will be Sunshine</title><content type='html'>I think I've been thinking too much nowadays. I should ENJOY my life right now and not think about such trivial matters. Well, I know what a start to my blog post but I just feel like saying (typing) it out. You know, to let it out. So school have been, well, school. I think it's 105 more days to SPM and 41 days to Trials. Someone KILL ME! It feels so near yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of homework that the teachers gave us doesn't allow me to study. However, I think that's the reason I'm holding onto because I don't feel like studying at all. I feel like holiday. I want A holiday. I mean, there's gonna be two weeks of holidays like in another 2 weeks but that holiday is not counted. Why? Well, because when school re-opens, there's TRIALS. Basically the holiday is like a study-leave. So yea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, remember there's this one post saying that I'll miss FMA Brotherhood once it ends. Actually I do. I miss watching Edward and Alphonso every Tuesday. I miss feeling touched by the songs and script of the anime. BUT, luckily Kuroshitsuji II came out and fill up the emptiness in my weekly anime. Kuroshitsuji II is full of surprises and Ciel came back, looking better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the twisted plot is AWESOME! New characters are making the anime better than last time. But like before, the producers still made a stupid mistake which is making some episodes totally insignificant. I mean, like FMA Brotherhood, the insignificant episodes are actually made into an OVA (a special episode) but Kuroshitsuji II just made a meaningless BORING episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still enjoy it. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know I haven't been updating my blog for a really long time. I mean, I think I only posted one post per month nowadays. BUT I'll keep it this way because I like to go back and read the past posts. It reminds me about how my life can be interesting and sometimes, very dull. Like when I read, this one post, I was like AWESOME! and when I read another, I was like, "Go find a life GIULETA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea~ This blog is filled with memories that I love to keep in my mind but since my mind is too occupied with SPM, I have to store it here temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that my few lines just told everyone who reads my blog that I read my own posts! How boring can I be! But it's ok because it's my blog. Btw, I'll be back next time so till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5314486909604612966?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5314486909604612966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5314486909604612966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5314486909604612966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5314486909604612966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-will-be-sunshine.html' title='There will be Sunshine'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8071617251930190196</id><published>2010-07-22T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:51:16.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spontaneous</title><content type='html'>You know, I think I'm like a radioactive matter because I'm spontaneous, random and emits radiation. :D Maybe my symbol in the Periodic Table is Gi. That will be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone tried the McDonalds, Giuleta Chicken Burger (GCB)? I think, it's specially made for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do. La la la la la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, "Would you like something to drink?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8071617251930190196?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8071617251930190196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8071617251930190196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8071617251930190196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8071617251930190196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/spontaneous.html' title='Spontaneous'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1640234044661113208</id><published>2010-07-22T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:46:42.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Together</title><content type='html'>I love YG Domination because their artist are cool like that. Tonight, I'm gonna watch Romeo X Juliet! My sister just got it from her friend! So yea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I'm doing my BM homework but I think Blogger is much more interesting than BM. Like seriously. I hate writing about novels. That goes for English Literature too. Pn. Azura have been giving us so many exercises with The Pearl that I write the same thing in some question. For example, favourite character, character that you admire the most. The second bad thing about this novels is that only some scenes are significant. I don't know how many times already I write about the Coyotitio got stung by the scorpion scene. It's like the no. 1 scene in the story. The second popular scene will be the Coyotito dying OR when they found the PEARL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm just ranting in this post! Since this is my blog, I can do whatever I want with it. Anyways, I didn't update my blog for quite sometime already but I don't think I can blog that often now. So after this post, it will take another month to see my new post because well, I prefer tweeting than writing this whole long post. And I'm sure that you guys prefer reading short things compared to this long-winded story like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like what they like to call, grandfather grandmother story. I find that Alexandra's post about dying is really cool. It's like awesome! And Jac's post about Alexandra's funniest moment was funny too. If you can find the links to their blog, then you should read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go to the philosophical part of blogging. You know, actually by blogging, any readers can actually know how your personality are. I know this because I've been reading a few random blogs and I can see how the person's background from just the writing. For example, this girl's English is really bad and call herself HORNY so obviously you know that she is HORNY and her education is BAD. So yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, if you want to blog about something, at least put something decent. For example, if you don't know how to blog in English properly, why don't you blog in Chinese. At least, people won't read your blog to laugh at your English. I mean seriously. Do you know how she spell artistic? Well let me show you. Instead of artistic, it turn into artitic! Like what the hell is artitic! And you know that she wants to say artistic because her sentence goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All his shots are artitic. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So yea. I know I shouldn't say this but reading the person's blog really make my day. Another funny one is this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my grandma's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;handmade&lt;/span&gt; dumpling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for today. Let's just hope that I won't post another one next month! It's just boring to do that! If you want to get more updates, follow me on twitter! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1640234044661113208?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1640234044661113208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1640234044661113208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1640234044661113208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1640234044661113208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/better-together.html' title='Better Together'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7477664664606792695</id><published>2010-07-22T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T17:58:15.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CeMA 2010 and the rest</title><content type='html'>Few weeks back, I experienced the most stressful time in my life. It's more stressful than exams. The things that cause a lot of stress to me is of course, CeMA (Cempaka Movie Awards). Why? Well, mainly because there is a lot of thing to do and I was pretty much doing everything. For few weeks, I ignored my homework for CeMA and since it is all done now, I am so happy. It's like a big burden have just been lifted. So, after CeMA we had our Debate, Quiz and Maths Olympiad which was fun. For the first in this year, Beruang actually won something which is Debate. Totally didn't expect that because to tell you the truth, our speaker for the Finals was not that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2 weeks after dateline, we finally had the screening of the CeMA and of course the Big Splash! Let me talk about the CeMA screening first. It was bad because I'm so embarrassed with the movie I produced. Well, this is mainly because the editing was bad, soundtrack was bad and the quality of the camera was bad. For me, everything was bad. However, I may be a bit like that because I've watch it so many times. The night before the screening, I was thinking so much about things like, what if people didn't get scared when watching it or what if people start laughing at it. It was really a bad time and although I didn't act in it, the pressure is there. I'm scared everything will go wrong about my movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dreading for long hours, I finally watch it at the big screen and guess what, it was NOT that bad. I mean, it's still bad but at least people didn't really laugh at wrong parts and actually screamed. And guess what, Beruang got Best Spine-tingler. BUT it was understandable because all three houses was quite bad. After that, it was the Big Splash! I was not that excited about Big Splash but it was so much fun. It feels good when we all jump in together. Really, a good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 years, I realized that actually Big Splash is awesome. It's a memory that I will remember especially the jumping in together part. That's all for now since Affan is crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7477664664606792695?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7477664664606792695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7477664664606792695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7477664664606792695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7477664664606792695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/cema-2010-and-rest.html' title='CeMA 2010 and the rest'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7445155038830208264</id><published>2010-06-14T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:24:26.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Ya</title><content type='html'>Well, these past few months have been so busy that I didn't update my blog for so long. Actually the reason I updated this blog is because I love the new background. It is so so nice and beautiful. I mean, blogger have always this ugly formal looking layout. And unlike some people, I hate those HTML things. So that is why am I so happy when I found out that they got new layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarize what happen for last month. Firstly, after the Sports Day, I have my Mid-Year Exams which I did not do so well. Like my dad said, I didn't focus on my studies and it serves me right for getting such bad marks. But for me, I am actually a bit content with my marks because with the amount of effort that I put in, I think my marks is good enough. You know, I have a period of time where I feel so hardworking and that is where I will study a lot. And right after that, I will have this period of time where I just feel lazy to study. And the Mid Year Exams is just the time where I feel really lazy. Even when I study, I do it in front of the television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a year, there is always a time where I like to do a certain things. It is like seasons. Like now, I love to watch television and I know all the shows that I'm gonna watch. This is the television season for me. Then there will be a reading book season where I will read like 5 books in a week or something and can't stop myself from buying books. There's also a season for studying where I feel so motivated to study. And not to forget my anime season. This is when I will watch animes like crazy. The times for this seasons varies from years to years. So yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exams, there's one week of school and then the holiday. The one week of school feels so bad because well, firstly, i got my marks back. Secondly, I don't have the mood at all to study or listen to teachers because at that time, the only thing that came to my mind is 'How should I spend my holiday'. And right after that, during the holidays, I have extra class. That is worst than normal school actually. Although it is shorter, it is more tiring because we have like dozens of period for Chemistry until my butt hurts from sitting on the stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, it is my cousins wedding. Weddings are always fun especially when all my uncles, aunties and cousins gather together in one house. A lot of interesting stories will be told and we will work together which is really fun. Well, for the wedding, my sister and I was assigned to make a video (more like a slideshow) for the bride and groom. It was satisfying since I only took like 30 minutes to do it. That is really short for me since I sometimes take at least 2-3 days to make a simple video. So yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is finally a holiday for me. For today, I bake a lot of cookies since I like baking. My hand feels so rough right now btw. And tomorrow will be my television watching day with piano and accounts tuition in between. Ah, i love holiday. Btw, did I mention that I love the World Cup. For some reason, watching football become so interesting for me right now and I can watch the whole 90 minutes of a game. I never do that before so I find it really amusing. So that is all for today! My next post maybe in next month (let's just hope that is not the case!). :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7445155038830208264?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7445155038830208264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7445155038830208264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7445155038830208264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7445155038830208264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-ya.html' title='Love Ya'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3757624842048705817</id><published>2010-04-29T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:40:29.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds</title><content type='html'>Sports Day just ended last Saturday. Well, Beruang got last for March Past and Sports Day. I think, this year is just not Beruang year. However, doing props for 3 weeks is fun. To tell you the truth, I feel stupid for joining marching for the past 4 years because being in props is better than marching. NO need to spent three week under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, doing props is so much better not just because of the sun but because of the fun things you'll do there. However, I think it is fun because I'm Form 5 so I can choose what I do. So yea. Btw, the chains that we did looks so good! I mean, it's made from rubberband and glitter but it looks so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour classes is so tiring. I don't know why but it feels so long. Exams is in less than 3 weeks. I feel like I am going to die. How can it be so fast. I mean, I thought we took our Mid Sem like a month ago. I can feel the stress but I cannot bring myself to study. It's so hard to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I've just finish watching FMA Brotherhood and OMG, it is so touching! The song, the voice, the scene and the script is so wonderful! It is so deep and nice! Conclusion: FMA Brotherhood is the best Anime ever! 9 more episodes before the Finale! Although I don't want it to end, I want to know the ending. I think I'm going to cry when it ends. Seriously, when it ends, my weekly dosage of pure goodness will stop. At that time, I hope something good like Monoshitsuji comes out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, you'll be like "WTH is Monoshitsuji?" And this is the answer. The sequel or the weirdest sequel to Kuroshitsuji! There will be no Ciel! No Ciel and Sebastian will be sad. I hate the people who make this! But considering the ending of Kuroshitsuji, it's understandable why they make it Monoshitsuji!  But I don't mind if they make another new Kuroshitsuji that follows the manga closely because according to some people, the mange is AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start with my Math now! And today, is the rare times where I understand what Pn. Jamaliah is saying. I was like, ":O, I can understand her!" So that's all for this week post. I know April have only like a few post and tomorrow is the last day of April already. I don't like time at all. It's moving to fast! I want it to be slower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3757624842048705817?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3757624842048705817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3757624842048705817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3757624842048705817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3757624842048705817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/clouds.html' title='Clouds'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4704678193478547839</id><published>2010-04-03T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:51:44.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Yourself</title><content type='html'>I am so lazy to do my homework right now and I'm using whatever way to avoid doing homework. Trust me. I've done a few weird things since yesterday to avoid homework. Firstly, I went through at least 30 people's profile and pictures in Facebook. I even read their wall to wall. And then I read some weird things in Wikipedia. And then, I went to Soompi and I commented in every thread I find interesting. Not only that, I went to the Humor Part and look at every picture, video or story there is. And now, I'm looking through Youtube for old and nice vidoes and updating my blog to avoid it. I guess, after this I will read people's twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you see how desperate I am trying to avoid homework. I even volunteered to accompany my brothers swimming. It's so weird. It's like lazy to the max. After writing this much, I realized that at times like this, I don't feel like sleeping. OMG! How stupid am I. I should have use this time to sleep. Whateverlah. I find it more interesting to do this kind of things. Ok, since I've just watch Supernatural and FMA Brotherhood, I'm gonna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural was good. The best part of this episode is the starting. I always love the flashbacks in Supernatural. It is always accompanied by nice old musics that is just right for the flashbacks. Like seriously. And the best line from this episode is this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shoot me! But when I come back, I am gonna be really pissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean, Supernatural Season 5, Episode 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know. It doesn't make sense to you but it's quite funny because he died a few times already and he knows that if he dies again, he will come back. I know, from that statement, you're gonna be, what weird and stupid story is she watching. I mean, it sounds stupid but Supernatural just makes everything seems ok. You know what I mean when you watch it. I shall not talk about it anymore because I totally hate the ending. It's not EPIC like I expected. Yes, I like Epic ending for Supernatural. I like endings when Dean said awesome things or something totally unexpected appears and then suddenly, Eric Kripke name appears on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you anticipate the next episode but somehow I find endings like that nice for Supernatural. You know, something to look forward to in Supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FMA Brotherhood ended nicely but makes you want more. I cannot get enough of FMA Brotherhood. Like seriously. 25 minutes is not enough for one week. How is it sufficient. Especially at the parts where the Immortal Army is awakened. I hate it when it ends like that but I can wait. It's just another 3 days. Totally can wait. Even if I can't, it's not like I can do anything! Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also watch Southpark Season 14. It's getting funnier. I mean, it is  a bit rated but I find that parts funny. And I like the fact that they're making a lot of parody. I cannot really elaborate about the episodes because it feels weird to type the words so I shall not do that. Sports Rehearsal is starting this Monday. I don't know if I should be happy or sad. I mean, it's gonna be fun to have the first three periods not filled with subjects but the not fun part is the sun,the never-ending chants, and the commands. I hate the commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shall do it for Beruang. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4704678193478547839?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4704678193478547839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4704678193478547839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4704678193478547839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4704678193478547839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-yourself.html' title='Love Yourself'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4368165629617662582</id><published>2010-04-01T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:09:34.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool...</title><content type='html'>It's April Fool and it's sad that no one fooled me yet. :( Anyways, got something to share. It's quite funny when I read it in Soompi just now. Someone wrote it but I don't know who so credits to whoever the person is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's gone."&lt;br /&gt;She left me.&lt;br /&gt;I ran to my car.&lt;br /&gt;As I drive, I prayed.&lt;br /&gt;Please let me see her one more time.&lt;br /&gt;I did a U-turn on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I heard a police siren.&lt;br /&gt;That was when I remembered…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh damn, I'm not in some ridiculous Korean drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first read it, it was so funny! Anyways, that's all for today since I have an Accounts Test to study for tomorrow. And there's a lot of new things are coming out this time. Let's hope I can at least pass this time. Haha. Btw, next week is Sports Practice which is equal to getting super duper darker and super duper tired. And to make things worst, Chem and Physics PEKA is gonna be next week. It will be bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw again, I am currently watching Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge. I've watched the Anime one but now it's the J-Drama one. To tell you one thing, it is extremely funny and it follows the Anime very closely. The fact that they manage to make the girl look almost exactly like the Anime is super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I realized that this week is the ending of a lot of shows for example, Animes in Animetake. There's like at least 7 Animes that ended this week. MBLAQ Idol Army is also the final one. This is super duper sad. No Joon anymore...That is all for now. I hope I can fit in some time for my blog but I don't think I can as my homework journal for this week is full. And now, I shall study Accounts! So that is all for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4368165629617662582?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4368165629617662582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4368165629617662582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4368165629617662582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4368165629617662582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fool.html' title='April Fool...'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4904862784724495687</id><published>2010-03-27T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:29:02.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Do It!</title><content type='html'>I actually wanted to put Bang because I'm totally into After School's song, Bang. But, I realized that my sister already put that as her blog post title so I decided to use the intro song for their album, Bang!Well, Games Carnival was last week. It was awesome and it is sad that it's my last Games Carnival. Like seriously. There won't be any Games Carnival after this. The standings are disappointing but I had a lot of fun. And I believe that we did our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am peeling and super duper dark. I'm the same colour as my brother, Adam. Imagine how dark I am now. To make things worst, in another two weeks or a week, we are gonna have Sports Rehearsal. I'm sure I'll get darker, again.Wow! How depressing can that thought be. Besides the change in colour, my whole body aches so bad. My bad hurts and it is just hard to move my legs. It's like Kinabalu all over again. I mean, it's not as bad as Kinabalu but still, the pain is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start with my Lisan now and a few homework. I need to study Chemistry now because apparently, there's gonna be a Topical Test on one of these days. And my Accounts Test is gonna be  on next Saturday. How tiring. I need a good rest. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget the fact that I'm getting my marks for my Mid Semester 1 Exams which means I am gonna die. To tell you the truth, I did quite badly for my papers especially Physics (because I didn't have the mood to do exams already), Sejarah (apparently, Pn. Noor said that I terkeluar topic which means, die!), Chemistry, Biology and well everything else except for Accounts.&lt;br /&gt;That's because I got my Accounts marks already and to tell you the truth, it exceeded my expectation. So that's good for me! That's all for now. I'm gonna watch my FMA Brotherhood Episode 49 now. Oh Yeah! Finally, after waiting for a week, it finally came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it was uploaded on Tuesday but because I was too tired everyday after Games Carnival, I decided to watch it during the weekends. So that's why, I am watching it today. And another good thing is Supernatural is finally back with a good episode and it's just a few minutes before I finish downloading it! Double yay for me. And before I end my post, I'm gonna reveal a fact that is so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole Games Carnival, my brother's friend followed our car and the topic they talk about is so funny. I didn't know guys gossip so much. Like seriously. They kept talking about people and their crushes. It is totally weird to listen to them talking about their crushes and their friends. And the funny thing is that, they like to comment about things like how this girl is so fair that she looks like a geisha, so she is not that pretty. I was sitting there and I was like WTH. But at one point, it is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the fact that I'm trying to reveal is that the way they talk is totally immature. Like seriously, I thought guys are into the body and not so much into the skin or face. Haha. That is all for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4904862784724495687?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4904862784724495687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4904862784724495687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4904862784724495687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4904862784724495687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-do-it.html' title='Let&apos;s Do It!'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6900187677827570183</id><published>2010-03-17T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:59:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going crazy because of you</title><content type='html'>Okay. I am up-to-date with Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood. One thing I have to say, I regretted the fact that I started watching Ep. 40 yesterday and finish up the 8 episodes on the same day because episode 48 is one of the episodes that stops at the part where you'll be like "NO! Don't stop. I need to know what happen" And the worst part is that there's this 3 minutes preview of the next episode that never reveals what happen to the cliffhanger but they show you some of  the cool parts of the next episode. It is so so frustrating. I want to watch it so much but it's not there. And I have to wait one whole week for 25 minutes that I know will make me like this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel sorry to me. I do. And to make  things worst, I watch the OVA or known as the Special Episode. The 2 OVA is so good that makes you want to watch more of it. Okay. One thing about Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood is that it may seem like it's about people fighting with each other with alchemy (well technically it is) but in every episode, there is a deep meaning and sentimental value. Sometimes there's this nice feeling when you watch the episode. I mean, some episodes, like the one mention above, stops abruptly and makes you crazy but some is just deep and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like one of the OVA is so nice and the ending is just beautiful. The ending was so touching and the songs add to it. You know what I mean. By the way, while typing this out, I wonder, why am I writing so much about Fullmetal Alchemist when you reader most probably don't know what is Fullmetal Alchemist. Be glad that you don't know about it because I know, if you do, you'll be just like me. Half crazy. I should start to watch another series, like seriously. I'm going crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nerdles.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/God-of-War-III-1834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.nerdles.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/God-of-War-III-1834.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forgot, God of War 3 is out. Like it's out yesterday. After waiting for so long, it's finally out. And to make things worst, I read someone's twitter that can't stop mentioning about it. I need that game now. It's like super good timing. It came out during the holiday week and next week is Games Carnival, which means I can play for this whole two week. I have decided to buy it tomorrow. It's gonna be expensive but like I care. I love to play God of War and it's like a dream come true. And to make things greater, the graphics and the quality of it is just nice because it is played on PS3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I need it like urgently now! I can die from the anticipation. Should I even call it that? Haha. That's all for today. You should really ignore this post but if you read this line already, it means, you finish reading this whole crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies if you think you've wasted 5 minutes of your life that you could use for better things. But it's still your fault for reading my blog. Not my fault. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6900187677827570183?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6900187677827570183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6900187677827570183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6900187677827570183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6900187677827570183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-going-crazy-because-of-you.html' title='I&apos;m going crazy because of you'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5903936473538832172</id><published>2010-03-17T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:48:39.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Hot and Ryhmes with Gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fFJgipHg6IY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fFJgipHg6IY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;So glad that he's back without any flab. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5903936473538832172?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5903936473538832172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5903936473538832172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5903936473538832172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5903936473538832172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-hot-and-ryhmes-with-gay.html' title='What&apos;s Hot and Ryhmes with Gay'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8869553746405499960</id><published>2010-03-15T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:43:28.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alchemy</title><content type='html'>I developed a new feeling lately. I really really want to watch Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood BUT I'm scared that it will end so fast if I start watching it now. There's only 48 Episodes until now and I hate to wait and watch one episode per week. It's painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially if it the episode is a cliffhanger and then you have to wait one week to know what happen. It's really really painful. And in the end, you'll feel disappointed. Wanna know why? Because before the episode actually comes out, you brain will speculate everything that's gonna happen but in the end, it's something so dumb or disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I hate waiting for Anime shows. A painful wait for a 25 minutes episode. I mean, can't they give a 40 minutes episode like Supernatural. Speaking of Supernatural, it's coming back on the 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Oh My God, the episode preview just looks good. I love Supernatural. Btw, I AM addicted to games in my iPod. Luckily it didn't happen during the First Mid Semester Exams. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory exams ended today and I feel so relaxed now. I can now watch Petite Couple, Sweet Potato Couple, MBLAQ Idol Army and Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood without feeling scared or disturbed. :D Feel so happy for this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there's Chemistry classes, it's only for 2 hours. I think I can still survive for that. Let's just hope he doesn't talk about exams. He usually does. He likes to give hints about who did badly and who did well (well he thinks it is  a hint but he usually tells everyone about it). Haha. Typical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8869553746405499960?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8869553746405499960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8869553746405499960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8869553746405499960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8869553746405499960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/alchemy.html' title='Alchemy'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4296150387496872455</id><published>2010-03-12T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:08:12.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain</title><content type='html'>It's so funny how our brain works. It will wake up when it sees something interesting and it will be so tired as if you've done everything in the world when something boring appears. That's what happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the exams week, I was so tired and I kept telling myself that I will sleep after school on Friday. But somehow, today, I feel so rejuvenated and instead of sleeping, I did stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Exams was normal and I can't believe the fact that the exam week is done. It's like I have went through something big! And can you believe it, first mid semester of the year have passed. It's so extremely fast. That means there's three semester of  highschool left for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games Carnival is right after the holidays. I don't know if I should be happy or sad because that will be a 'bad' week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, Epik High new album 'Epilogue' was so AWESOME! The songs are the type of songs that I love! And the lyrics are just meaningful and nice. The RUN MV was actually very good. It's like they are trying to say that, Whatever obstacles that you run into, just keep running because life must go on. How deep and nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Run until your hands touch the sky. Run until you lungs are filled up with dreams.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Run by Epik High-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention that 2NE1's Try to Follow Me MV is just genius. It's so different yet interesting. The ever-changing scenes, vibrant colour clothes and weirdness of outfits makes my eyes glued to the screen for the whole 3.41 min. And CL is just hot and gives the coolest vibe ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow feel that 2NE1 is not the girl-version of Big Bang but the 4-girl-version of GD! I mean, in Big Bang, only GD will wear the outrageous outfits but in 2NE1, everyone will wear outrageous outfits. And they look cool in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should stop talking about 2NE1. :D And did I mention how ABMSubs uploaded Idol Army at the right time. Ep. 10 here I come! Youtube is laggy now. I hate it when it's laggy. That's all for today! And I forgot to mention,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fullmetal Alchemist&lt;/span&gt;, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM results was on Wednesday so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONGRATULATION TO EVERYBODY WHO DID WELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Be proud of yourselves and let's just hope that I can do as good as you guys did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4296150387496872455?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4296150387496872455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4296150387496872455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4296150387496872455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4296150387496872455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/brain.html' title='Brain'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-9040316636039789410</id><published>2010-03-01T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:01:05.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Already?</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it. It's March already which means another month short before SPM. How stressful if you think about it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And talk about bad timing, ABMsubs decided to upload the long due Idol Army episodes today. Like are you serious? They're uploading it a day before my exams. And I can't stop myself from watching it when it's uploaded obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad. I've been trying to avoid watching Full Metal Alchemist until Exams are over but another thing came out. It's just bad timing. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I tell you how I like Joon acting so manly in front of Chun Doong. It's so sweet. It's like they have to go to this haunted house and Chun Doong was so scared, so he's like "Nevermind. I'm here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's weird for guys to do that to another guy but seriously, it's Joon. Haha. Btw, do you know that it's better to read the comments at some sites than the content. For example, I went to allkpop to read about T-ara and the comments was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop babbling about things like that. Now, I have this weird thing. I like to eat plain bread. It's so weird. So that's all. Gonna be studying really hard for Mid Semester Exams. (Yea right) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-9040316636039789410?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9040316636039789410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=9040316636039789410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/9040316636039789410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/9040316636039789410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-already.html' title='March Already?'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5678878629110734109</id><published>2010-02-28T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:18:50.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, we celebrated Audrey Lim and Rachel's birthday. We celebrated it in TGI Fridays in Pavillion. Despite the fact that I have to leave early, I had a great time. It feels so good to go out with them once in a while. Pictures is in Facebook, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming Gala was yesterday. I'm darker now. CILC is extremely big and nice. But somehow, I find it empty. There's no feeling like this is school there. You know what I mean. It's just an extremely big place with nice design, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beruang got 3rd. I find it not so bad. At least, we're not last. Haha. Well, exams are on their way and my first paper start on Tuesday. So wish me luck! :D Let's just hope I can do well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5678878629110734109?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5678878629110734109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5678878629110734109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5678878629110734109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5678878629110734109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/swimming-birthday.html' title='Swimming Birthday!'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5381913579267101576</id><published>2010-02-19T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:42:10.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get it poppin poppin</title><content type='html'>Today is a very unproductive day to me. Remember how I mention that I want to wake up early last post. Well, I manage to wake up early today. I woke up at 6.00 a.m. I was so happy and hyped up because for once I can finally experience 'morning' during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my shower straight away to make sure I can stay awake. And did I mention, how good mood I was in this morning. I sound so stupid but somehow, this makes me so excited. So after that, I decided to use my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at 8.00, I feel asleep until 1.15 p.m. It makes me disappointed again because I feel like I've wasted a lot of time sleeping. Moral of the story, I can't satisfy myself. I need someone. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lollipop part 2 is nice but somehow something is missing. 2NE1 maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed my mom to Hartamas Shopping Center this evening. That was my first time and seriously, it feels weird to not know where things are. Why? Because like Curve, Ikano and the other shopping center near my house, I already keep the layout of the place in my brain. Which means, I know where things are. So going to somewhere new, it feels weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weird story, I revealed. Btw, did anyone notice that Lollipop Pt. 2  have a lot of Top parts and is deprived of GD-ness. I don't know why, but it seems like it. I bet Audrey LIM must be so sad. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep now. Btw, I've just realized how busy I'm gonna be when school re-opens. Let me show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;22nd -25th February - Teacher's last week to finish up syllabus to cover for Mid Sem 1 which means will be very hectic. Finish up all Beruang banners thing for Swimming Gala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;27th February - Swimming Gala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 - 4th of March - World Maths Day ( which means I have to do 10 000 question to at least get 20% for my Maths)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5th - 12th March - MID SEMESTER EXAMS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;13th March - Think-Con?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;15th March - Theory Grade 6 EXAMS!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;15th - 18th March - Chemistry Extra Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Seriously, I can die just by looking at it. Sigh. What can I do? Did I mention that I have to take Accounts for Mid Sem 1 and it's all Form 4 and Form 5 Chap 1-3. It's BAD! Bad I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5381913579267101576?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5381913579267101576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5381913579267101576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5381913579267101576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5381913579267101576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-get-it-poppin-poppin.html' title='Let&apos;s get it poppin poppin'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4142057299013264606</id><published>2010-02-18T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:51:18.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH is Lupin</title><content type='html'>I've just download Kara's Lupin and let me tell you something, the song is like a woman during PMS. It's like for a while, the beat is like this and  in a split second, it turned into another song. It's like split personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds weird but it feels so boring to stay at home. I'm tired of waking up late everyday. It's like I've wasted a lot of time sleeping. I know, I will regret saying this when school re-opens. And I'm desperately trying to study but I can't. Exams are so near and stupid World Maths Day is obviously on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh did I tell you that my mom bought this extremely delicious bread that I like to eat just like that. It taste like Subway's bread. I totally love it! And here's another Danbo picture that I like. I know, it weird of me to put pictures of it but I totally love them. It's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3zi2G-cI1I/AAAAAAAAARg/SWxDdYe42Ls/s1600-h/24459454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3zi2G-cI1I/AAAAAAAAARg/SWxDdYe42Ls/s400/24459454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439471869170033490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Crime Scene Investigation of Cereal Box Killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(105, 105, 105);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4142057299013264606?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4142057299013264606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4142057299013264606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4142057299013264606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4142057299013264606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/wth-is-lupin.html' title='WTH is Lupin'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3zi2G-cI1I/AAAAAAAAARg/SWxDdYe42Ls/s72-c/24459454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5520445334942934165</id><published>2010-02-17T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:06:45.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danbo</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to say. I want to go buy my bottle. I don't know why. And I want to buy this collection of Sharpie just to fill up my stationary drawer. Yes, I have a stationary drawer filled with a lot of stationary for self-satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to open the drawer and look at the stationary in there. It gives me this satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I love that toy box thingy. It's so extremely cute. As you can see, I already decorated my blog with it which means I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3uwj75h3aI/AAAAAAAAARY/o9-hoDEZ570/s1600-h/276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3uwj75h3aI/AAAAAAAAARY/o9-hoDEZ570/s400/276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439135106400902562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A cup of coffee in the morning taste&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's another one. I seriously love it when it's with Starbucks cups because it's just so cute in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, where is my MBLAQ weekly updates?!?! I don't see any subbed Idol Army. I want to watch it. And the latest unsubbed episode seem so interesting but it will take forever for them to sub it, I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen to the A+? And they call themselves official subbing team. Hmph. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5520445334942934165?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5520445334942934165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5520445334942934165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5520445334942934165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5520445334942934165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/danbo.html' title='Danbo'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3uwj75h3aI/AAAAAAAAARY/o9-hoDEZ570/s72-c/276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3790318819986302778</id><published>2010-02-17T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T12:07:08.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3trPh2RUWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/p0IDhX_R8hQ/s1600-h/93969436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3trPh2RUWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/p0IDhX_R8hQ/s400/93969436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439058889508213090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box-abs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3790318819986302778?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3790318819986302778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3790318819986302778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3790318819986302778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3790318819986302778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/abs.html' title='Abs'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3trPh2RUWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/p0IDhX_R8hQ/s72-c/93969436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3779486703525315395</id><published>2010-02-16T18:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:21:42.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3p3kWgMhEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DN9FI3u-cNM/s1600-h/collegehumorf233829da88ye7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3p3kWgMhEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DN9FI3u-cNM/s400/collegehumorf233829da88ye7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438790966402909250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eye test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50 Things YOU can learn from Korean dramas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) Hot, rich, younger men love fat, older vulgar women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you have a best guy friend, he is in love with you. And secretly you are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You and your boyfriend will always playfully chase each other on an ice rink, at the beach, or in the leaves. And you'll laugh for no reason and your boyfriend will hit you "playfully" but the force of his push will have you flying across the room. But it's okay. Cuz you're still laughing like a crazy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Brothers/cousin/uncles-newphews will always love the same girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You're allowed to make u-turns wherever you want in Korea. And there is never traffic on the side you want to u-turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) There is a super quick payment device that allows you to pay a bill quickly enough for a guy to run immediately out of a restaurant after his angry girlfriend storms out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Everyone has cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you're sick, all you need is an IV to make you feel lots better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) There is vomit and urine all over Seoul at nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Fighting at a pojangmacha with a random stranger is merely part of a normal night's event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Soju must cost 10 cents. Everyone drinks it everyday all the time, especially the poor people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If you're rich, you're a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) If you're poor, you're an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Women sleep and wake up with a full set of makeup on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) You're not studying hard enough unless you get a nosebleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) If you have a nosebleed, you most definitely have cancer. And you have no money to pay for the surgery that will save your life. And your liver is missing. We're not sure where it went, but it's making your cancer progress faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) If you work in a sool jeep, you have massively curly hair and wear flashy colors from the early 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) You always order orange juice or coffee at a cafe. And you never drink it. EVER.&lt; they drink almost as much as soju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) You will always call your boyfriend by his job title. Or simply sunbaenim. Never his name. Never. He doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you TRULY love each other, you must die together in the end. Frozen outside instead of finding shelter like sane people. Just frozen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) You go to America you come back miraculously successful. You go to England you come back amazingly fashionable. You stay in Korea the only thing that changes is your hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) And if you come back with no apparent reason then it's because you have cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Everyone always goes to the same hospital no matter where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) If you stand out in the rain for more than five minutes, you'll end up with a fever and vertigo and people will rush you to the hospital to get some magic IV. And instead of taking an ambulance or driving they'll race you on their back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Even if you're poor and can't eat, you never wear the same clothes twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) If you play a poor kid, you always have dirt on your face and your hair is always messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) If you're saving someone from being hit from a car, you'll push them out of the way and wait for the car to hit you instead. couldnt be more true, theyre like a deer in headlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Everyone has a long lost sister/brother/twin. Usually one they didn't know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) If you don't want to answer your phone, you can just turn it off. The battery&lt;br /&gt;needs to be taken out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) All korean men can drink hard, smoke long, sing well and play piano. Usually all at the same time. And at the same restaurant that has a piano that they let anyone use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) If you're in a relationship, you must at one point leave and have your lover tearfully come RIGHT before you board the plane (vice versa applies as well. You can be the chaser). 60% of the time you see each other, the other 40% you're roaming around in circles and pass each other about six times, but miraculously never see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) If you're getting off a plane, you're ALWAYS wearing sunglasses. ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) All guys wear hideous tracksuits zipped up to their neck. Even if all they're doing is jump roping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Girls will always storm off because they're mad and the guy will stoically grab them by the arm and swing them back- and by magic, not dislocate their shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Guys always look like they're 6 feet tall, even if they're only 5'10. Thank you camera angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Guys like to wear foundation, eyeliner and sometimes a smudge of lipliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) You always get stuck in an elevator with someone who makes you feel uncomfortable. Even if there are six different elevators, you'll always be stuck in the same one with that bastard you hate (or just fought with).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Unless you're fabulously rich, your in-laws will always hate you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) So will your sister-in-law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Your brother-in-law might be pining away for you.  &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) There are only 2 ways to kiss. You either press your lips against theirs with your mouth completely shut, and just press away for a very long and uncomfortable time. OR you devour the other person and suck out their soul. In both instances, the world spins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) A guy will always get the right size ring, even if you're never held hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) People stare off into space and ponder a lot. They'll just stop in the middle of the road and watch a leaf on a tree for a good three minutes, and just ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) You'll get pregnant the first time you have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) You'll get pregnant if he kisses you on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Hell- you'll get pregnant if you hold hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) If you overcome great obstacles to be together, one of you must die. Probably due to cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) One korean man can kick the butts of 6 gangstas. Especially when they all stand in a circle and attack the guy one by one. Then when each of them get their butts OWNED, they wise up and attack the guy at the same time. Then the guy will get pulverized and bleed out onto the dusty concrete floor of the empty warehouse they've found to fight in. There will be a fire in a trashcan somewhere. And the girl will have watched this the entire time, screaming in horror. Instead of calling 119, she'll just watch and cry. But it's okay. Cuz the next day the guy will be fine with a few random bandages and a few face scars. But never a black eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) It ain't a real fight unless the gangstas fight dirty with a stick or switchblade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) If you study in the states (preferably Harvard), you are one of the top students and can speak perfect English (as assumed by the reactions of those around you). Why the rest of the world OUTSIDE of the TV can't understand a single word uttered out of your melodramatic mouth is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3779486703525315395?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3779486703525315395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3779486703525315395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3779486703525315395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3779486703525315395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/S3p3kWgMhEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DN9FI3u-cNM/s72-c/collegehumorf233829da88ye7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6815206804119040588</id><published>2010-02-16T16:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:25:17.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BELATED MUCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; LUNAR&lt;/span&gt; NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JAEBUM-TINES&lt;/span&gt; DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6815206804119040588?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6815206804119040588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6815206804119040588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6815206804119040588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6815206804119040588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/belated-much.html' title='BELATED MUCH'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8659975955732013584</id><published>2010-02-16T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:08:14.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got bored of Tumblr</title><content type='html'>Truthfully, I got bored of Tumblr. And decided to comeback here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally decide to give some updates. I've just decided that I have NO life. Seriously. Everyday my routine is the same and guess what, I barely go out of my house unless there's tuition or school. Saturday and Sunday is devoted for my anime watching and homework. Tons of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, exams is near which means I have to study which means I will stay in my room forever. You know, I get bored when people write things like this in their blog but I can't help myself. Why? Because without these things, I don't know what to write in my blog. Now, do you understand how lifeless I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter side, there's this one anime which is totally random and funny. It's called Goodbye Mr. Despair. It was extremely hilarious and random. It's something to watch after finishing a whole load of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay since this is my first post in the year of 2010 in here, I will update you guys with my obsessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;C.N Blue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MBLAQ ( I know, it's a bit wth. But they're hilarious in variety shows)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Animes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manga (I just started reading some and hey, it's not that bad)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Supernatural (OMG! Michael, Dean and Lucifer is just a good combination. And Castiel, of course)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Petite Couple (they are ADORABLE!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And many many more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I can't believe it. I only have 7 obsessions? I guess, I need to check out more things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8659975955732013584?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8659975955732013584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8659975955732013584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8659975955732013584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8659975955732013584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/got-bored-of-tumblr.html' title='Got bored of Tumblr'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8587081380489646947</id><published>2009-09-19T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:19:09.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Nurain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SrT0u4AFK5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/l9JDRHQYMUY/s1600-h/DSC03893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SrT0u4AFK5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/l9JDRHQYMUY/s400/DSC03893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383196540758469522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NURAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Happy Birthday Nubi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;17 years already, huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I bet not much people remembered because you're Whyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But do not worry because I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I always remember your birthday because if you're not born,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'll be lonely without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;kawan mengumpat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This year, we are not that close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Maybe because of SPM and your mood swing :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But one thing for sure, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm your friend because I want to be your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And not because of any other reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So don't worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8587081380489646947?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8587081380489646947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8587081380489646947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8587081380489646947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8587081380489646947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/nurain.html' title='Nurain'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SrT0u4AFK5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/l9JDRHQYMUY/s72-c/DSC03893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3600403706717968282</id><published>2009-09-14T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:21:05.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Love</title><content type='html'>Bad news! I got my asthma back. But like anyone care. Even my parents don't care about it so I don't think it's that serious. It's just wheezing and unable to breathe properly. What's the big deal. It's not like I'm going to die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something proud to say is that I bake 4 type of cookies last weekend. It's for Raya and I absolutely adore my cookies. It's so tasty but I don't really eat it because I don't eat things that I cook or bake. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3600403706717968282?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3600403706717968282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3600403706717968282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3600403706717968282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3600403706717968282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-to-love.html' title='Time To Love'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6072161714131255143</id><published>2009-09-11T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:36:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a Tear Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;Stop your heart that has turned away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;Accept the look that I'm giving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;The unexpected love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;The ended story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;The past story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well this week have been hectic and pretty much a sad week. It's hectic because we all know finals are coming and after a long time without exams, it's hard to start studying again. And to make things worse, we have roughly about 3 weeks of Exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the First Week of October we have our CBL (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Challenge Based Learning&lt;/span&gt;) and the week after we have our Finals (which is bad!) and then we have our RAG day (which is not that bad). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm trying to say is that, although we don't have monthly test, we still have all this small things that I don't like. Truthfully, I don't mind the once a month monthly test because at least I will study but like this is pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is pretty rusty now so absorbing things are a bit hard. Why is it sad this week. Well everyone knows, my favorite member in 2PM, the leader Jae Bum quit 2PM after his myspace controversy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad but I think the decision is made so it's stupid for me to be sad. It's not like I know him! Haha. So that's all for this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6072161714131255143?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6072161714131255143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6072161714131255143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6072161714131255143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6072161714131255143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-tear-inside.html' title='With a Tear Inside'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1061463447872015372</id><published>2009-08-28T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:48:39.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Muzik</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I feel like updating today for no special reason. Actually, today I is one fun day and to top it off, there's 2PM's Special Performance which was hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Why is today is a fun day you ask me (even if you don't ask, pretend you did). Well, firstly today I went shopping with my mom and I got a lot of things (well, kind of).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I bought this shoes which is super hot (is that a way to describe shoes? But whatever), 2 jeans, 2 t-shirt (one of it looks like Gong Min Ji's shirt and another one is just cool), one blouse (which is super cool)  and belts. I know it's not that much but I'm very thankful for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But I still want some things, for example;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;1. Yellow Crocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shoppehub.com/images/yellow%20crocs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://www.shoppehub.com/images/yellow%20crocs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I know I have one green one but I love the yellow. Therefore, I'm going to get one when I have the chance. My dad said that they're selling it at RM80 somewhere. Gonna go there and get one of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;2. Converse Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bysneaker.com/images/shoes/Converse-Shoes-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 292px;" src="http://www.bysneaker.com/images/shoes/Converse-Shoes-27.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I don't really want black. I want the one like 2NE1 is wearing which is very cool. But they have heels which is super duper cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;3. Park Jae Beom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2pmhottestprojects.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/1247334177_img_05823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 420px;" src="http://2pmhottestprojects.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/1247334177_img_05823.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Really need this one after the hot performance. NO wonder they won the Hot Performance Awards. The new hair cut is nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Gonna end it here. This holiday is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;frustrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;. That's all I'm gonna say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1061463447872015372?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1061463447872015372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1061463447872015372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1061463447872015372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1061463447872015372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-muzik.html' title='For Muzik'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4660540287696045917</id><published>2009-08-27T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:39:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.faqs.org/photo-dict/photofiles/list/1178/1659silk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 533px;" src="http://www.faqs.org/photo-dict/photofiles/list/1178/1659silk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This is like the first time I'm going to reveal my storyline for Silk (which is the theme for this year's CeMa). This is actually a script for the sad which I made - which was rejected. Actually, I just read it again tonight and I find it amazingly interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Please ignore my grammar because I know, English is not my best subject!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; &lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;link style="font-family: times new roman;" rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/jamsarisukro/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_filelist.xml"&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:documentproperties&gt;   &lt;o:template&gt;Normal.dotm&lt;/o:Template&gt;   &lt;o:revision&gt;0&lt;/o:Revision&gt;   &lt;o:totaltime&gt;0&lt;/o:TotalTime&gt;   &lt;o:pages&gt;1&lt;/o:Pages&gt;   &lt;o:words&gt;419&lt;/o:Words&gt;   &lt;o:characters&gt;2393&lt;/o:Characters&gt;   &lt;o:company&gt;HANI IXL&lt;/o:Company&gt;   &lt;o:lines&gt;19&lt;/o:Lines&gt;   &lt;o:paragraphs&gt;4&lt;/o:Paragraphs&gt;   &lt;o:characterswithspaces&gt;2938&lt;/o:CharactersWithSpaces&gt;   &lt;o:version&gt;12.0&lt;/o:Version&gt;  &lt;/o:DocumentProperties&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves&gt;false&lt;/w:TrackMoves&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridhorizontalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridverticalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:dontautofitconstrainedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="276"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:Cambria; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0cm; 	margin-right:0cm; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 	{size:595.0pt 842.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-right:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I close my eyes.&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A silk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;What does it mean?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;He sends me the silk years ago and after 10 long years, I can never figure it out. What does it symbolize? Why did he give it to me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Maybe my questions will be answered today. After 10 long years, I am finally going back home. It is not like I don’t want to go back, it’s just that, I’m scared.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I’m scared of the…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Truth,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;The fact that I left them alone when they needed me the most.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After waiting for what seems eternity, the LRT finally arrives. She steps in the LRT and finally found the perfect place to sit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Why did he give me the scarf? I remembered the day I went to the city to pursue my dreams. He ran after me despite the fact that he was wheezing due to his asthma,  just to give me this silk and I don’t know why. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I closed my eyes again and figment of my memories appeared before my eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was cleaning his closet and found a golden silk. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is that daddy?” she asked him innocently trying to find an answer. “That is a silk scarf. Do you know that the silk worm takes approximately 72 hours to make one whole cocoon? I want you to be like that. I want you to work hard to achieve your goal,” he answered back while patting her head.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;She smiled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;So that’s what he meant. He wants me to work hard to achieve my ambition. So he wants to remind me to work hard to achieve my dreams.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;But that’s not all. I remembered that he said, “When you achieve your dreams just like the silk worm, I don’t want you to be the moth. Don’t ever forget the cocoon that transforms you into a beautiful butterfly.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I could never understand what he meant. Until today. I just realized. What he meant is that when you are successful, you shouldn’t forget the important component to your success. Like in my case, the important component is him, himself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;When he gave me the silk scarf, he wants me to remember that I have to work hard to achieve my dreams but when I’m successful, I should never forget about him, about my family. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;If only I realize this earlier. If only…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The LRT will stop at (insert place name) in 10 minutes. Passengers are reminded to be ready to leave the LRT. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can make it right now. I can make it right to him now and tell him that I remembered. I am not like the moth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remembered him and thankful to him for being there for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When the door opens, she ran back to her house. She was so eager to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;see her father.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She wants to hug her father’s body and she wants to kiss his wrinkly old face.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Welcome home,” she said as if she was expecting a warm welcome from her father. The only thing that welcomes her is the white cloth that covers the furniture.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was too late. She is like the moth and her father is just like the silk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plain to see but the most valuable thing in her life&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After all he is the cocoon that make her into a beautiful butterfly&lt;/span&gt;. But it is too late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Much better than the love story, I have to say. Well, what is done is done. And I have to say that this is such a wonderful story made by me. I think I should stop praising myself. Okay! Stop Giuleta! Need to stop doing things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Should do my homework now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is a very random post! But I don't care. Not like anyone is reading my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Btw, just to tell everybody. I cut my hair and it's SO different. Don't be shock when school reopens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4660540287696045917?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4660540287696045917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4660540287696045917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4660540287696045917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4660540287696045917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/silk.html' title='Silk'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-490000747780585667</id><published>2009-08-21T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:35:54.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaders</title><content type='html'>To you realize how the Korean Entertainment Industries picks the best leader for each group. Since I have no job to do since holiday already started, here's a few leaders that I think they really ARE a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kwon Ji Young - G-Dragon (Leader for Big Bang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pds17.egloos.com/pds/200908/13/23/f0009823_4a8371da8429e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 577px; height: 430px;" src="http://pds17.egloos.com/pds/200908/13/23/f0009823_4a8371da8429e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is seriously a leader. He wrote a lot of songs for his group. I mean seriously look at him. He is different from the others and carry a charismatic aura when he is performing. When you watch a performance you will know straight away that he is the leader by the way he move. I mean seriously. Just look at him, how many people can work such a look. Trust HIM and only him to do such a weird thing and still looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Park Jae Bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shineofstar.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/normal_jaebum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 600px;" src="http://shineofstar.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/normal_jaebum2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word, he's ***. He may not speak well but the way he dance and what he do on stage, you will say he's the LEADER! I love leaders! Haha. So yea. Nothing much to say about him except his hotness. As usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/jamsarisukro/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.vox.com/6a0109d07da422000e01101677572d860d-500pi"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://a5.vox.com/6a0109d07da422000e01101677572d860d-500pi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just amazing. The way she perform and the charisma she carries around her is enough to make her the best female in this industries. She is the leader because she is just AMAZING! She makes everyone thinks she's cool. Why? Because she is COOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-490000747780585667?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/490000747780585667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=490000747780585667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/490000747780585667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/490000747780585667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/leaders.html' title='Leaders'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-400000956856250235</id><published>2009-08-12T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:19:41.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No One Cries Because They Want To</title><content type='html'>School have been bleh. So just understand what's coming up in today's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One students or maybe two is diagnosed of A(H1N1) which some find very scary but for some reason, I find it funny when some parents actually stop their children from going to school. Of course the kid will find it fun to skip school but I don't think it's necessary. I mean seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if you're meant to get it, you'll get it somehow even if you skip school for a long time. What's important is to drink a lot of water, buy two bottles of hand sanitizer, eat a balanced meal which means a lot of fruits and vegetables and just keep your immune system strong. Unlike me, who have a seriously weak immune system, you can't help it to be affected really easily, you can maybe try your best to be healthy. You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be cool, calm and collected. And one reminder, don't take antiviral because you feel like it because it will make things worst for you when it becomes immune to it. So don't be too smart also. Just stay healthy and stay ALIVE! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school have been quite hectic with me since I'm still catching up. Things are not too good for me since I'm always tired. When I say tired, I mean sleepy obviously. I don't know why I'm so lethargic. No bowel movement maybe. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know I can sleep from 5-7.30. Then at 7.30 I eat and I'll sleep again until morning. Don't you think that's a bit too long. I think so and sometimes it scares me at how I can sleep so long but still didn't get enough. Maybe I got a psychological disorder or something. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm trying my best to do everything now and I seriously need a holiday. Unlike someone I know who didn't go to school because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;feel sick. Seriously, I don't know what's wrong with my brother. So weak for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. I just feel like updating. That's why I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-400000956856250235?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/400000956856250235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=400000956856250235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/400000956856250235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/400000956856250235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-one-cries-because-they-want-to.html' title='No One Cries Because They Want To'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3271922284100369623</id><published>2009-08-02T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:54:33.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry</title><content type='html'>So today I basically do my homework and studied my Chemistry. Well not because I'm very hardworking our something but it's just I have to do that because I miss one month of school. Time to catch up, you know. After missing out so many things, it's time to do all my work and catch up because I don't want to be left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep up to my standards and don't fall out you know. I feel weird talking about this but I think this is who I am. Haha. SO I went to my cousins house today. Quite fun to meet everyone again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, DBSK is on the verge of breaking up. It's like a dream come true. Haha. And 2NE1 have been winning a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lot&lt;/span&gt; of times and I'm loving it! I mean seriously. And I found a funny picture! Look at this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SnV9Lz9-oJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/EHwsqxmXUws/s1600-h/20090802_2ne1_vittory_572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SnV9Lz9-oJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/EHwsqxmXUws/s400/20090802_2ne1_vittory_572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365332172964012178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taec is practically towering everyone. He's like the Eiffel Tower. Haha. Very funny! Schools starting in another 12 hours. How I need a holiday. After Fame, Plat and the workloads, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; a holiday! I mean seriously. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am  &lt;/span&gt;majorly seriously tired and I'm getting sicker everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I have a bad immune system but hey, at least I got one. That doesn't make sense but it's my blog so I can say whatever I want to say. I feel like blogging about Plat but I don't want to, I think. I don't know. Don't feel like it!  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for today! Maybe gonna update tomorrow, next week or another month. No one knows! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3271922284100369623?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3271922284100369623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3271922284100369623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3271922284100369623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3271922284100369623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/chemistry.html' title='Chemistry'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SnV9Lz9-oJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/EHwsqxmXUws/s72-c/20090802_2ne1_vittory_572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1549393511675110089</id><published>2009-08-01T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:45:39.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hottest Time of the Day</title><content type='html'>Well, everyone must wonder about my new title for my blog. I am indeed in LOVE with 2PM. I don't exactly know when. I remember loving their Hate you performance and then I can't stop watching their performance. And then suddenly I like Junsu and then found Junsu looks a bit lame so I decided to like Jae Bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Hot Jae Bum! Haha. So yea. Then I like Jae Bum. That's all. I know totally unnecessary post about 2PM. But I seriously like them. But I don't know until when I will like 2PM because I tend to like people for shot period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1549393511675110089?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1549393511675110089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1549393511675110089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1549393511675110089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1549393511675110089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/hottest-time-of-day.html' title='Hottest Time of the Day'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3462151185091779476</id><published>2009-08-01T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:18:11.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna Play</title><content type='html'>I think I should come back because it's stupid to actually have a blog and just ignore it. So what happen for the past few months I didn't update. I must say a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I would like to mention about my participation in Fame the Musical which was awesome and a wonderful experience. I met a lot of new people and had fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Fame, I went for Platinum Expedition which was really memorable. I have to admit that it was very tiring and it pushes you to your limit but I have to say it was fun and I learn a lot of new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm trying to catch up with my studies. Not to mention, yesterday's Commencement and Prize Giving Ceremony. It was tiring but it's a whole new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm kind of sick with sore throat, running nose and coughs. I don't have a fever though if not I have to go and check. Haha. So that's all I think. Still no mood to blog! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3462151185091779476?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3462151185091779476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3462151185091779476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3462151185091779476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3462151185091779476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wanna-play.html' title='Wanna Play'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1943369318467165832</id><published>2009-07-05T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:14:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June</title><content type='html'>I totally didn't update much about June. I know I pass the date to make my goodbye June so I decided to do it now together with what happen during the whole month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, firstly, the months starts with the oh wonderful holiday which I need right now. Followed by my holiday to Terengganu. Then I end my holiday with going to the Millionaire Mind Intensive Course with my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That course is an eye opener and made me realized that I'm the only person that can do anything with my life. So basically, I think I'm going to use my life properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then fame rehearsals and quarantine. Then diving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diving was fun. I'm really scared at first but then it turn out to be fun. It's not scary anymore except the back thingy. That's all I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very lazy nowadays! So don't expect another update! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1943369318467165832?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1943369318467165832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1943369318467165832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1943369318467165832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1943369318467165832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/june.html' title='June'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-2222233510820547720</id><published>2009-06-08T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:41:37.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Terengganu</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Terengganu which is the other side of the country that I don't usually go. Had fun but now I'm very stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I gotta say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-2222233510820547720?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2222233510820547720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=2222233510820547720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2222233510820547720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2222233510820547720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-terengganu.html' title='Back from Terengganu'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3385561353426231922</id><published>2009-06-05T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:41:35.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miro</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of update. I just feel bored that I entertained myself by watching House M.D, Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, Supernatural (again) and Ghost Whisperer. They are all very interesting but I realized something. They use the same person in different story. For example, the patient in Greys Anatomy appears in Ghost Whisperer and Desperate Housewives. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happen for the past days. Well, I wake up so early that I'm shock of myself. I wake up before 9.30 everyday during the holidays. Funny right. I want to wake up late and feel the dizziness because of overslept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I went out with my family with is fun. Well, fun for me because I got a Coach bag and a new phone. I am happy but at the same time very guilty. So I decided to keep the money they give me everyday and make it up to them one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dream. Haha. So that's all for now. I know it's a short update but it's not like anyone is reading. By the way, I'm going Terengganu tomorrow. So don't miss me too much and commit suicide. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3385561353426231922?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3385561353426231922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3385561353426231922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3385561353426231922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3385561353426231922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/miro.html' title='Miro'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1200712237529260654</id><published>2009-05-31T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:00:30.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the World. Goodbye May.</title><content type='html'>I went for the Save The World Exhibition on both days, Friday and Saturday. I did different jobs on both days and it was interesting. Firstly, I'm suppose to sell the tanks and I have to say that I didn't do a good job. Only one person bought the tank. Well, at least someone bought the tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, I sell shirts. A lot of people bought the shirt. At least like 75 shirts was sold. Then the next shift, I stand with Andey calling people. I actually learn to talk to people and actually successfully beat Andrea. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now, doing nothing. Bored. I'm going to make some cookies later. That's fun. Since I already have this post, I'll just combine the goodbye post with this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May was a really interesting month.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I have my P.A Weekend which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I made new friends and learn a lot about stage management.&lt;br /&gt;Then I have my exams which was not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;It pass so fast that I actually said, "Exam feels so short"&lt;br /&gt;And then we have the debate, quiz and math olympiad.&lt;br /&gt;Which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I was the time keeper.&lt;br /&gt;I actually had fun doing that.&lt;br /&gt;And to end this month, we have the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Save the World Exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I learn a lot during that exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;And although it's tiring, I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;I know June will be awesome with Diving Expedition.&lt;br /&gt;Going for production's practices.&lt;br /&gt;And RAG day.&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, making movies.&lt;br /&gt;I know there will be a lot of stress.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been waiting for you. It have been ages. I'll enjoy you while I can. (that sounds wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1200712237529260654?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1200712237529260654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1200712237529260654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1200712237529260654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1200712237529260654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/save-world-goodbye-may.html' title='Save the World. Goodbye May.'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3155000452881333248</id><published>2009-05-27T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:05:07.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit</title><content type='html'>Today is the final for debate which was quite interesting. Although Beruang got 4th place, I'm not that sad. I'm actually quite proud of them because they did well. To see a Form 1 going up on the stage and talk, really make me think how lousy I am. I mean, they have enough courage to go up and talk while me, I will be just be sitting down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad is that. So moving on, today was pretty normal. Except the part that today is Mr. Sheat's birthday. You know I think that when you make things very differently, people will love you. For example, Mr. Sheat, he's very weird (in some ways) and very interesting teacher. Not that type of teacher where you can find just anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look what happen, everyone remembers his birthday and talk about him. I mean some people will hate you for being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; but look a lot of people will eventually like you. See that Nubi, being Whyme is not tha bad. You just need to be strong and do it your own way. Like what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should stop talking now. Tomorrow is Math Olympiad. Good Luck &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BERUANGS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3155000452881333248?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3155000452881333248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3155000452881333248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3155000452881333248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3155000452881333248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/hit.html' title='Hit'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5682793258985574171</id><published>2009-05-26T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:45:22.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Ain't Got You</title><content type='html'>Today is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interhouse quiz &lt;/span&gt;which I must say normal. It's not that interesting to me. They ask a few questions to the participant and then the audience. Beruang actually got the lead at first and after the second session, we got 3rd. Sad but I know we tried and I'm proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially my brother, Adam. He answered a lot of questions correctly. Didn't expect that from him. At least he's smart. If not what a shame. That's all for today. Is it me, or my posts are getting shorter and shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing all the ideas to write something good for you guys. I want to include pictures but failed miserably. How sad am I? You know I think when I put pictures, my blog will end up like Ms. Tok's blog last year. So I think it unnecessary to put pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I make people bored, then too bad. Face it, it's my blog and I'll do whatever I want with it! So that's all for now and Nubi, cheer up. It's not like it's the end of the world. You can always call me because we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHYME UNITED! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Once a Whyme, forever a Whyme or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is DEBATE! Good luck Beruangs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know, I just realized how good looking JinHo is. No wonder, Whyme cannot be seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5682793258985574171?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5682793258985574171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5682793258985574171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5682793258985574171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5682793258985574171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-i-aint-got-you.html' title='If I Ain&apos;t Got You'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4450288788030868953</id><published>2009-05-25T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:36:31.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Not</title><content type='html'>Well, today we have our Interhouse Debate which I must say very interesting. Well, first we have a debate between Harimau (proposing) and Helang (opposing). It was a very interesting topic and I must say that both house did a good job but there's must be one winner. The winner is Rumah Helang, which was not a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2.00 we have the debate between Seladang And Beruang. Of course, I support Beruang but they lost. Theirs is a very interesting topic which is There should be a limit for number of subject taken for SPM (or something like that). I didn't quite agree with Seladang not because I'm a Beruang but I like to take extra subjects to show off. You know everyone likes to do that. Like when you ask someone, "How many A's did you get," and then the person answered, "10 A1" and then when you get like 15A1 you'll be like, "Hahaha. I beat you. In your face dude." or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean. It's always fun to be better than anyone else. You know what I mean because you're human too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moving on, today was not that interesting but tomorrow will. There's quiz and with ricochet&lt;br /&gt;robots and Once Upon  (something) which will be interesting. Let's just wait and see. That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dissapointed because 2NE1 didn't perform yesterday. Why? Because their ex-president kills himself. What a reason...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4450288788030868953?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4450288788030868953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4450288788030868953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4450288788030868953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4450288788030868953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-not.html' title='I Am Not'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1175728436663631888</id><published>2009-05-24T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:30:08.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Freeze</title><content type='html'>Today I stumble upon a few blogs and found some people who were so crazy about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Over Flower&lt;/span&gt;. Somehow, I got bored of that story half-way because of it's never-ending emo-ness and over-rated thingy. Seriously, when I tried to watch again, I laughed at the corniness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to tell you the truth, I love the story at first because there's Hyun Joong and everything. You know what I mean. And then suddenly I watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WGM (We Got Married)&lt;/span&gt; which was WAY better and I realized that the story seriously sucks. Well, I hate Geum Jan Di because I love Hwang Bo better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I watch Supernatural which was 1000x better than Boys Over Flower. There's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dean &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Castiel&lt;/span&gt; which means major double &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOTNESS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I shouldn't say that. I just doesn't sound like me. Well, today I went to cut my hair. Didn't cut it short because I don't want to be triplets with Audrey and Alexandra. One triplets in the class is enough. Haha. So I trim my hair and have like some fringe thingy. So I look so weird now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe people won't realize it tomorrow because I'm going to pin it up. You know how much I hate my hair covering my forehead. It's not like my forehead is VERY beautiful but it's just so irritating to have your hair in your eyes or somethin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, I look chubbier. I mean I am so chubby because I eat a lot. I don't know why. There's always this one time where I will eat like a lot. I'm scared at myself sometimes. So yea. I've been thinking to go for diving but not really sure which one to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna ask teacher about it tomorrow. Let's hope there's still place. Let's just hope, ok. That's all for today. Gonna read &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even So&lt;/span&gt;. Another nice story by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dearskye&lt;/span&gt; again. You know why I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dearskye&lt;/span&gt;. Well, because she watch&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;. I know that is not a valid reason but who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1175728436663631888?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1175728436663631888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1175728436663631888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1175728436663631888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1175728436663631888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/brain-freeze.html' title='Brain Freeze'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-2951315918642427675</id><published>2009-05-23T18:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:44:55.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Love Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finish reading &lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=151420"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Love Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dearskye &lt;/span&gt;and I have to say that the story is not as interesting as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=179775"&gt;Crazy Dog.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's more like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banana Pancakes&lt;/span&gt;. Kinda depressing in the beginning, normal in the middle and happy at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very nice to read it though. You will feel so happy but you'll hate the girl for sure. She's like, I don't know what to say but in her situation, I think it's understandable. I know I sound crazy because I read so many fanfiction now but this madness only comes once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for once, it came at the right time. After the exams. Usually it comes before the exams and makes me go crazy. Why? Well, because I need to study and at the same time I feel like reading. So that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone interested in reading any of these fanfictions, you can leave something in my c-box since no one is dropping anything in my c-box. I've been updating for no one. How sad can I be. Well, now it's proven that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;a sad case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today, I think. You never know when I will update again. 2NE1 is tomorrow. Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-2951315918642427675?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2951315918642427675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=2951315918642427675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2951315918642427675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2951315918642427675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-love-death.html' title='To Love Death'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3722724113624652568</id><published>2009-05-23T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:49:30.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SheNv9r3O2I/AAAAAAAAAOM/yHhfPGCUr4Q/s1600-h/crazydog2ro6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SheNv9r3O2I/AAAAAAAAAOM/yHhfPGCUr4Q/s400/crazydog2ro6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338891738422917986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finish reading Crazy Dog. I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;disappointed with the ending. It was so abrupt and disappointing. It think it's partly my fault because I got to attach to something which doesn't exist in the story. I know it's just her figment of imagination but I can't stop myself from like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound kinda crazy here but you should read the story. It's crazier. Overall, I think it's a worth a read. Although I became weird and a bit emotional after reading such story, I think after 6 months, I will still read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that nice. I know. Still a bit sad about the ending. So now, I want to read, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Love Death&lt;/span&gt; by the same author, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dearskye&lt;/span&gt;. She's awesome! Should read the one-shots too! There's a lot and I will read it during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3722724113624652568?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3722724113624652568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3722724113624652568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3722724113624652568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3722724113624652568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/past.html' title='The Past'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SheNv9r3O2I/AAAAAAAAAOM/yHhfPGCUr4Q/s72-c/crazydog2ro6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1490945407061578060</id><published>2009-05-22T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:16:24.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Dog</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously bored. I'm waiting for my dinner and for soompi maintenance to be done. Why do they take so long just to maintain. I'm so so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm suppose to be doing my homework but no... I just prefer doing nothing  or blog about something stupid. Like what I'm doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool &lt;/span&gt;quotes that I found just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading it, I think it's a bit inappropriate to post it in my English blog. So I shall just stop now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1490945407061578060?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1490945407061578060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1490945407061578060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1490945407061578060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1490945407061578060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-dog.html' title='Crazy Dog'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6066369258835335782</id><published>2009-05-22T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:24:20.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Bugged.</title><content type='html'>So I was suppose to update yesterday but after I read Love Bugged, I end up swooning over the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to say one thing, Solangel is one creative author. I seriously like how she writes her story and how the story makes me go crazy. One thing I hate about her is she always kill the guys in her story. Really pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school was NORMAL after exams. Get back our marks which makes me stress. For the past two days after exams I have loads of Chemistry and I think now, our class have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chemistry&lt;/span&gt; with Mr. Sheat. Haha. His own joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that he make the lamest joke. For example, there's this one question we were discussing and they ask something about Gas Y. And he said, "So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guess why&lt;/span&gt;." With our class being the zombies, we kinda not get it. He repeat it again until we get it, which is seriously lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's these parts in the story that I like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I'm in Cinderella, I think I will be the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wonder what will happen to Cinderella if she have her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt; that night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you get it until you read the story. And I'm like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berbelah bagi&lt;/span&gt; because I don't know who to like. It's either Ven or Boe. Both of them are really cool. I mean, I like the way the author describe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that one of them will die. But I don't know who. That's the problem. I shall stop my ramblings. If not, this blog will be called, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;granary of ramblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for today. I think I'll update later. If I have time after I read Crazy Dog. Another story which will make you die because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coolness.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm waiting for 2NE1. Where are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6066369258835335782?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6066369258835335782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6066369258835335782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6066369258835335782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6066369258835335782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-bugged.html' title='Love Bugged.'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1155334755013159646</id><published>2009-05-20T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:37:42.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just wanted to share something</title><content type='html'>I went through my ANDY file and found something very interesting. This is by Dina. Enjoy. Brings back all the memory right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;   It was an ordinary Thursday that the five of us decided to stay back to work on Nurain’s secret ‘project.’ Yes, a secret, it was. So, after loading up on snacks outside of the school, we proceeded to our headquarters. The canteen. With root beer to supply us with energy, we began our project. After deciding on the general layout of the poster, we started. With Yeongshin positioned at the computer with her great Photoshop skills, the rest of us basically did nothing. Well, we did. We ate. We talked. And.. We ate some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Right now, we’re a little relaxed. Giuleta is talking with Juanita while Yeong Shin is focusing a lot on the project. We listened to a few songs earlier. Like Hyesung and Lyn, Super Junior and even a little of Kim Ah Joong. Juanita is going around, looking at what’s going on. I’m not sure why I’m typing this right now, because I’ll probably end up deleting it. Oh, well.. Hmm.. *looks around* Juanita is here. Hmm.. Now everyone is reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Irina’s demanding for her own little section. No, lah, just a little addition. Teamwork is key here and we’re all supplying that. YS’ great Photoshop skills, Juanita’s keen sense of BlackJack, Giuleta’s.. Hmm.. Supportiveness.. My great typing skills haha and Irina’s supply of pep! We can do this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    See Nurain? We actually CARE. Haha, I know it looks like we don’t sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1155334755013159646?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1155334755013159646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1155334755013159646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1155334755013159646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1155334755013159646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-wanted-to-share-something.html' title='Just wanted to share something'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8656086734147709855</id><published>2009-05-20T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:03:39.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry On My Wayward Son</title><content type='html'>For those who miss me, it's your lucky day because I'm officially back. You should jump in joy like I did after I finish my exams. Sorry Andey, this doesn't apply to you. Go study accounts! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exams was tough and I went through it. Let's all pray together that I didn't fail any subject. Just pass is good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So what happened for the past 2 weeks. I know I updated a bit but still. Let me see what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I studied. And the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Watch 2NE1 who are like freaking AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;And then do exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. How boring right. Well that is my LIFE. Just now I fell a sleep when I was taking care of Affan and when I woke up, I saw the whole room's wall is full of drawings. My mom is GONNA scold me when she get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just wait for that. That's all for now. I know very boring comeback but too bad because you don't own this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8656086734147709855?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8656086734147709855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8656086734147709855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8656086734147709855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8656086734147709855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/carry-on-my-wayward-son.html' title='Carry On My Wayward Son'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4094338503399074565</id><published>2009-05-16T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:16:31.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Suite Life of Zach and Cas</title><content type='html'>First week of EXAMS is over. Cannot be so happy after that but I'm still very contented. Well, firstly because there's not much subject left for next week. After all that, exams will be OVER and I will be celebrating like MAJORLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I'm so happy because I saw the Season Finale of Supernatural. Must I say that Dean and Castiel looks extremely HOT. Like majorly. I like Castiel when he tried taking Dean away. Damn hot! Okay, let's stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural's ending really is making me a miserable. Have to wait for another 3-4 months for the next episode. Somebody can just kill me now. That's all for now. Need to study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4094338503399074565?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4094338503399074565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4094338503399074565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4094338503399074565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4094338503399074565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/suite-life-of-zach-and-cas.html' title='The Suite Life of Zach and Cas'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5926761847109281788</id><published>2009-05-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:51:25.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIATUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HIATUS FOR 2 WEEKS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't miss me too much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5926761847109281788?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5926761847109281788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5926761847109281788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5926761847109281788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5926761847109281788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiatus.html' title='HIATUS'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3206508401425221646</id><published>2009-05-10T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:02:07.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fame, Performing Art Weekend</title><content type='html'>Performing Art Weekend wasn't as bad and lonely as I thought. It was actually VERY fun. I met a lot of new friends and know more about people. At that I time, I don't think it was that bad. Except for the showering part and the toilet part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I only love my toilet. Yes that a new fact about me. So what have I learn from the Weekend. Let me see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, stage management is not an easy job according to Pat Gui. According to her, there's a lot of think you need to do and problems to face, but by the end of the day, everything is worth it. According to her, if you're a stage manager, you have to think fast and do a snap decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing what she said about it, I don't think I want to be a stage manager. Secondly, I learn all the sound system thingy from Mr. Chong which was fun. I learn a lot about the things such as how to put on a mic on people, the sound system in the hall, all the sound thingy and A LOT MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some points, I was quite bored with it. Haha. Then I learn about Scenic Design which was very interesting. We were given a task to make a scene based on the script given. It was very complicated and you have to think about every little thing. It was stressful. Luckily there's Audrey. She do all the thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I also learn a lot of GAMES. We played a lot of games and it was really fun. The funny part is that me, Alexis and Audrey studied after dinner. Everyone was like, 'What are they doing'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all my weekend. I came back early because there's a 'kenduri' at my house. It was a good kenduri and I think I eat almost everything. I was super duper hungry at that time. So that's all.  Now, I'm studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my attention span can last long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3206508401425221646?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3206508401425221646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3206508401425221646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3206508401425221646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3206508401425221646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/fame-performing-art-weekend.html' title='Fame, Performing Art Weekend'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7685946795449706225</id><published>2009-05-07T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:14:45.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SgLCPIDKJJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/8A-nY9VnQuo/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SgLCPIDKJJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/8A-nY9VnQuo/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333038473874646162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Without you I can't even live.&lt;br /&gt;You've been a GREAT mom for all these years.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great birthday!&lt;br /&gt;And have a fun living with me FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7685946795449706225?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7685946795449706225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7685946795449706225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7685946795449706225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7685946795449706225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SgLCPIDKJJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/8A-nY9VnQuo/s72-c/DSC_0077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-2484302755388139699</id><published>2009-05-07T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:40:43.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Love</title><content type='html'>Today was okay. I didn't eat the whole day in school! Isn't that sad or what. So today was my first day of probation which was really scary. I was really really nervous when I first do my duty in the morning. I know I sound pathetic. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I'll be going to my P.A camp which will be scary again. I'm going to feel so lonely. Hope I won't feel that lonely. So basically, I will be there for the whole weekend. How am I suppose to study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish... So basically that's all for today! Will update once I get back from the P.A weekend! Okay... See you one day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-2484302755388139699?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2484302755388139699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=2484302755388139699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2484302755388139699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2484302755388139699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/forever-love.html' title='Forever Love'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3611934118288411104</id><published>2009-05-06T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:33:30.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>Today 2 wonderful things happened. Firstly, I got my new battery which means my computer is PERFECTLY fine now. I'm so happy when I got the new battery and it's just RM360, not RM700. Isn't that cool or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the 2nd thing is that I got probation! I really thought I won't get it so I am super duper happy. And the 3rd thing is that 2NE1 is out and I'm loving the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful day. Should end it my post now and sleep! Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3611934118288411104?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3611934118288411104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3611934118288411104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3611934118288411104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3611934118288411104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3244627113716545828</id><published>2009-05-05T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:52:31.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treachery</title><content type='html'>I was betrayed by myself. I'm supposed to study because I don't have a weekend but I don't know what I have been doing. I keep looking at my computer and can't stop myself from doing so although there's like absolute nothing interesting on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy people that are studying. I read people's blog and they keep mentioning about them studying for hours of Chem, Sejarah, Bio, EVERYTHING and a lot more. Why can't I do that. Am I easily distracted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. I think so. I think too easy. Look what's happening. I'm suppose to study and what am I doing, blogging. I procrastinate to much and I shall stop now. I'm serious about this. And no one will stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I feel like reading Love Bugged. There you go distracted again! What's happening to me? Someone help me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3244627113716545828?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3244627113716545828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3244627113716545828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3244627113716545828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3244627113716545828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/treachery.html' title='Treachery'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5784005812535914457</id><published>2009-05-05T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:08:27.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire</title><content type='html'>I was suppose to put a proper post yesterday but I didn't. So I postponed it to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OMG! I GOT SG WANNABE... IRINA JUST CAME BACK AND I GOT SG WANNABE. I'M HAPPY IRINA IS BACK BUT I'M HAPPIER THAT I GOT SG WANNABE. SORRY IRINA. DIDN'T MEAN TO DO SO. SO IRINA HOW'S KOREA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NO NEED TO ANSWER BECAUSE I'M FREAKING AWESOMELY HAPPY! CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THE PICTURES. I SERIOUSLY LOVE SG WANNABE &amp;amp; IRINA! HAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BYE EVERYBODY. (THIS IS BY THE INNER ME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Since the moment of silence have passed, now I shall end my post with thank you for being quiet and let's see who's smart enough to know what is behind this post! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5784005812535914457?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5784005812535914457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5784005812535914457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5784005812535914457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5784005812535914457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/fire.html' title='Fire'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8912048169387265534</id><published>2009-05-04T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:34:37.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>So today I'll bring an update about what's happening in Kpop World. Well, the long awaited group is going to debut, finally! Let me present you, 2NE1 which will make a debut on the 6th of May, I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest preview with Park Bom's profile. This is 57s preview. The 45s was CL, the 30s was Dara (Sandara Park) and 15s was MinJi! I just want to show Park Bom's because she's the longest for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2NE1 - Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c08W98TpXXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c08W98TpXXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we have the Woman's Generation/ Forever Love by SeeYa, Davichi and T-Ara. Here's the song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AGfLJdRpEkc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AGfLJdRpEkc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I found this very interesting and nice. So i guess, I should post it here! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Gwm9rwnzPk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Gwm9rwnzPk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Proper post will be later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8912048169387265534?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8912048169387265534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8912048169387265534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8912048169387265534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8912048169387265534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html' title='UPDATE!'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-377146729726462481</id><published>2009-05-03T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:35:25.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bronze Expedition</title><content type='html'>Bronze Expedition was in Malacca and it was GREAT. It's really tiring but I have to say that it was  a lot of fun. The first day, I did all the Water Activities. It was fun. Really fun. I love the Water Confidence and Rafting. I went for the Competition and we lost! Haha. But I don't mind because I had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that night we have our orienteering. We kinda got lost (i mean my group) and we end up last. But it was ok. It was still fun. I didn't go the for the nightwalk because I was too tired. Haha. I know, what a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day started with the morning exercise. Normal. And then I do all the Land Activities. Flying Fox was fun. Survival cooking too! And then knot tying and obstacles. I suck at obstacles but I proudly say that I go through 6 out of 8 the obstacles. Big clap for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then finish. I know it sound so short but actually, it was the longest thing ever. I thought was there like 3 days already. Time there passes so slow. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finish sleeping so long and now, my whole body itch. I hate that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-377146729726462481?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/377146729726462481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=377146729726462481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/377146729726462481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/377146729726462481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/bronze-expedition.html' title='Bronze Expedition'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-182152115359135623</id><published>2009-04-30T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:14:48.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye'/><title type='text'>Goodbye April</title><content type='html'>30th of April...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is May. I can see a lot of holidays in May but I'm feeling sad. April have passed and a lot of thing happened such as the Sports Day, Games Carnival, Cheerleading and a lot more. Although I feel sad, I'm still very happy because the main things of 2009 have passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing in this month is winning the March Pass. It was a truly memorable thing and I'm proud of it. Winning sure is sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's exams, expeditions, P.A Weekend and a lot more. Without me realizing, it will be June later. May will be another hectic month which I don't like but I know, I'll create good/ bad memories during May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, I'm saying, Goodbye April. You will be missed. Not to worry you'll come in another year! XD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-182152115359135623?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/182152115359135623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=182152115359135623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/182152115359135623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/182152115359135623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-april.html' title='Goodbye April'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7779009316976839596</id><published>2009-04-30T18:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:53:40.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/Sfl7-KRLjbI/AAAAAAAAANc/LR9ESfK3MMI/s1600-h/Snapshot+2009-04-30+18-15-51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/Sfl7-KRLjbI/AAAAAAAAANc/LR9ESfK3MMI/s400/Snapshot+2009-04-30+18-15-51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330427941808213426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is the launching of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Save the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talent Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have to wait for my videos to load first then only I can talk about the Talent Time. So today we went to the hall at 11.20 a.m for the Talent Time followed by Save The World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall talk about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Save the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Save the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the umbrella society in Cempaka Schools. It's a society that wants to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Save the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So they come out with the usual 3R (Reduce, Reuse, Recycle) and the switch off your air-conditioner for an hour in school. Smart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was normal and I have to say pretty lame. They show us a weird way to reuse things such as use bottle to make signs like 'RECYCLE' which is totally lame. I thought they would show us how to use plastic bottle to make a better thing. Talk about creativity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we keep all the bottles and make signs like your name and then hang it your room. What a smart move &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Save the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; committee members. So I'll stop criticizing about stuff like that and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I learn something, we need to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Save the Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from everything and make it a happy Earth. Why? Because there's no other planet that we can live in. When they found one (which maybe take a million years) only, we can stop doing all this, OR not.&lt;br /&gt;Click to watch it in youtube because it's nicer and have better quality because my blog crop a bit of the video.&lt;br /&gt;So Talent Time. Here's some video. Bad quality but it's still good. Abigail's performance is for The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Save the World &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it was good. Just gonna post it here. Click to watch it in youtube because it's nicer and have better quality because my blog crop a bit of the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abigail's Tell Me Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6zwQeg8eq4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6zwQeg8eq4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea and Gabriel - Colour of the Wind (Winner of Talent Time 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1a1I4vgti-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1a1I4vgti-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I can see the goodbye post coming tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7779009316976839596?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7779009316976839596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7779009316976839596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7779009316976839596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7779009316976839596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/save-world.html' title='Save the World'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/Sfl7-KRLjbI/AAAAAAAAANc/LR9ESfK3MMI/s72-c/Snapshot+2009-04-30+18-15-51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-728439065342403800</id><published>2009-04-29T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:11:13.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbing</title><content type='html'>I found something so interesting that I can't resist to post it in my blog! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thump . . . thump . . . thump . . . thump . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feel that&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it slowly fluctuates, spreading its wings almost too angelically, oxygen and the hell it brings, also known as life, rushes back into the two pink sheets imprisoned underneath the ribcage. The diaphragm moves up – high, above, beyond to make way for the gigantic swoosh of heavy hot breath burning up the walls of the dry throat, finally escaping out through those soft lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lungs try to lie, playing off the discomfort of wavering sheer pain; yet, underneath its façade, it’s losing the battle indefinitely. Trapped and feeling claustrophobic for the first time since it had been borne in this body – it doesn’t want to let go, instinctively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blood muscles quench and lash at one another – tightly squeezed and roughed-up in the veins . . . painfully and sparingly trying to regain oxygen. But the heart’s fist is tightening the passage way, and the blood living inside the atria’s can no longer travel as they please, draining the ventricles out of the chambers. Unlike the lungs, the heart is giving up the fight more easily, sufficiently, and . . . forgivingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two vital organs in the body are raging war against one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the rest of the body is confused – wanting answers for the sudden interruption. Everything was fine an hour ago, running smoothly like any other day, so what was going on? Cells screaming, blood thrashing into one another; the bodily order was now completely thrown off. Everything starts scrambling . . . trying to get into contact with the brain. But there is no response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brain has been put to ease long before the body realized that it was being robbed – murdered. The mind has already fled. There’s nothing that can help it; nothing to interfere because nature is taking its course. Too bad the body hasn’t realized – the brain wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throbbing . . . scathingly, the trembling hands trace up to the neck that is screaming, howling, in pain but still very much alive – unconquered. The constant throbs spread from the neck down, igniting jolting sharp and fiery pains at the shoulder blades. The thickly deepened line scrawled across the neck glints in the dark light of the bathroom. The rope; fat, nasty brown and coarsely abrasive did not make it happen. It was too weak and the neck was now sneering at it, making fun of how evil it really wasn’t – making fun of how it was all talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rope did not conquer the neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first attempt to die has failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has to be another way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . Step . . . Step in . . . warm . . . so warm . . . water is gushing in layers from the handle into the tub, spilling clumsily down onto the luminescent tiles. It trickles into the Liverpool to join the heap of wetness. Purely evanescent and so clear that even the blurry, negative photograph that the eyes captures confirm how shallow the tub really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The legs, beautiful and wise from all the years of holding up the body, steps in . . . turns . . . and guides it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water . . . warm water . . . from the curvature of each big toe, to the bent of the knees, to the shapely pelvic bone, and finally the large rush of the body of water engulfing the longitude of the neck – it eats up the body. Minutes . . . hours . . . eternity . . . hell, what is time when this is all over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waterlogged, the left wrist floats to the surface only to be raped by the fingers on the right hand. In and out, intertwining in-between the gap where each finger is positioned – they are saying their last goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left hand draws up the knife that is gleefully happy to be doing something it was made for, almost loses its balance in its excitement; it smiles at the wrist like a lover, seductively. Poised, ready to strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So alive . . . the dark green veins residing deep inside the flesh are . . . breathtaking beautiful . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharp, cold, and plain blade . . . the knife lands on top of the wrist dexterously like a butterfly. Compared to the beautiful wrist, it was so mediocre – it didn’t deserve to be in the presence of such a beautiful wrist, but there it was – ready. Attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inhale . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diaphragm floats down . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart thumps in symphony . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence flows into the ears . . . deafening the ear drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stomach tightens in rhythms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhale . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip of the knife grazes down, kissing the wrist like a long-lost lover. It slides across the butter-like skin never hesitating and cooing – almost singing a sweet melody. Taking apart the skin cells that lie above the vein, it stops at the end of the poised wrist that showed no sign of wanting it to stop. Splitting apart lives on the wrist - the loud howls of the skin cells resonated in angst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ahh . . .” Exhale . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Some people have problems while others have issues. The unfortunate ones are the ones that have both.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mouth opens to allow a deep rumbling moan that had been suppressed all this time. The mind suddenly flashes in rapid pace, one after the other – One. Two. Three. Distorted images run rampant, cutting across the tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“It's easier to die than to live with this pain . . . ."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grip. The hands have latched onto something, perhaps the sides of the tub, forcing the natural reflexes to subdue as they started fighting back - wanting to live. The body’s piercing scream of STOP goes unnoticed. Pain shoots, bursting like thousands of bright lights, sprinkling all over like remnants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I love how you make me feel like there's hope in this crazy world .” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platelets . . . red platelets of blood surging and flowing thickly from the vein that had burst. Bright red flow, thick and circular in groups; sensually, they coil around the wrist to replicate a form of a bracelet. Drip Drop. Splatter spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm going to take you far away tomorrow. It'll only be the two of us." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lucid, iridescent water is now tainted with that red foreign substance that gives life. Nothing is pure or innocent anymore . . . The Pain . . . The body is roaring in high-pitched operatic sound but the mind is asleep. The legs kick, sending water trickling down the side of the tub’s own body even more; the right wrist is now handicapped – but the left hand is holding onto the knife with a vengeance still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inhale . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhale . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lungs keep pace as the heart quickens all of a sudden . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood . . . blood everywhere . . . blood spreading like an epidemic in this contained area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic . . . swirls . . . loud screams . . . white flashes, snapping different shades . . . HARD . . . beating . . . . no . . . panic . . . blood . . . convoluted . . . rise . . . breathe in . . . let it out . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh . . . relief . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat: it was over. It’s over. It’s over. It’s over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bathroom – this random bathroom that held no meaning whatsoever, this bathroom that wasn’t glamorous or sensible, this worthless bathroom is now and forevermore the mark of something significant. Now, only the sounds of trickling water from the tub and the silent suffering of a soul can be heard. Otherwise, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The squish, squash, slash of water rocks the tub . . . in and out . . spilling wildly with glee – those red platelets, blood, devours the body. The back, so strong and smooth meets the bottom of the tub for the first time, and embraces it. The smile flees from those beautiful lips – like the moon fleeing from the sun . . .and the eyes, those misty windows, shuts forever but not before a visible liquid drop trickles out . . . a tear . . . the water now completely swallows the face and drags down the body underneath, fulfilling - burying the now corpse under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distorted and painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soul leaks out, soars. It looks back with mild regret and temptation to give it just one more time. But that body, that pitiful body that everyone in the whole entire world saw it as, judged it as, and criticizes it as . . . abused it as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soul takes flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just a body. A body with a brain - a mind that remembers all those horrible memories. The soul doesn't take the body along with it, thus the soul will have no brain to remember. The soul will start over, find a new home, forget everything. Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I'm in so much pain love. I'm so sorry for leaving you like this . . . .”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--fontc--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/fontc--&gt;               &lt;!--IBF.ATTACHMENT_6204376--&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Credits: Solangel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-728439065342403800?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/728439065342403800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=728439065342403800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/728439065342403800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/728439065342403800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/disturbing.html' title='Disturbing'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7623701496249076998</id><published>2009-04-29T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:23:57.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Person</title><content type='html'>It's 29th of April. It may be a date but no one will know how sad that is to me. April is passing in front of my eyes and I can't do anything. It's so so sad. If only I could stop time. I will definitely go back to January. Start everything all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't do anything. I shall just look at the months passing slowly. Without me knowing, June will be on the way. It will be so fast that it makes me sad. Why? Because I still want to cherish my life. Only God knows how long I'm going to stay in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this rate, I think I'll die really soon. So what happen today? Um.... I don't know. Haha. I bought my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Save The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; T-shirt. I don't know why I put it in Green. Haha. So tomorow is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talent Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Can't wait to see. Go Andrea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. By the way, Andrea, when you're reading this please go online or something. Need to let you read something funny. Like major funny. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7623701496249076998?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7623701496249076998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7623701496249076998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7623701496249076998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7623701496249076998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-person.html' title='Good Person'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3675628034649994655</id><published>2009-04-28T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:17:36.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace, Love and Ice-Cream</title><content type='html'>I deleted my other post because I find it weird to tell people about me. So if you want to know more about me, you should ask me personally. I will tell everything until you'll get bored. So don't worry. So what happen today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me think... NOTHING. I just realized that the more I blog, the more I reveal about my boring life. I can see why there's little people reading my blog (not that I will know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I discover today. Let me think. Oh yeah. I make a quiz, 'How well do you know me in Facebook' and I realize that I don't reveal myself so much. So here's a fact about me, 'I love my computer so much', 'I like to take what people really wants', 'I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(this fact maybe new to you but it's not for me', 'I love to go to Mac Store to buy all the software (when I have money).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this will be a hint if you didn't answer my questions yet. AND I love SG Wannabe's songs. By the way, do I look like a pop person? because everyone thinks so. I can't wait for the holidays but there's so many things coming up that I want to take a break. Weird weird me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I can see May is coming nearer. Not long after this, I will write my goodbye April. How sad  is that... I just wrote goodbye March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT TIME TO WALK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3675628034649994655?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3675628034649994655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3675628034649994655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3675628034649994655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3675628034649994655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-know-me.html' title='Peace, Love and Ice-Cream'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1158959597261022125</id><published>2009-04-27T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:53:25.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking News</title><content type='html'>I just finish reading allkpop. And I found out that Nam Gyuri is a LIAR. I think it's a bit unfair for the other two members because Nam Gyu Ri always get the good attention from M-net Media. And she still not satisfied. So I guess, it's good for her now that people are sueing her and kick her out from SeeYa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I'm suppose to do something but I end up doing nothing, as usual. Still can't get over the fact that we won march pass. Haha. Ok. I'll stop bragging. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now. Still very sleepy and don't really know what to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1158959597261022125?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1158959597261022125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1158959597261022125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1158959597261022125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1158959597261022125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/shocking-news.html' title='Shocking News'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1474796529768219084</id><published>2009-04-26T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:34:09.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day!</title><content type='html'>Today is Sports Day. This is actually like my first time staying there longer. It was fun to see people run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight for today is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Beruang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got 1st for March Pass. Isn't that just wonderful. I think getting burnt by the sun this year is totally worth it. And I have to say that we can't do it without the captains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud of myself and marchers. FINALLY, we can get a collar pin for that. My second &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;collar pin. I'm super happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to watch Summer Whispers. But have to wait for my sister. I need to sleep now. Still tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, it's so funny. After I drink 1 cup of coffee, I'll sleep straight away. It's like coffee makes me sleep. Very very funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1474796529768219084?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1474796529768219084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1474796529768219084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1474796529768219084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1474796529768219084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day!'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7673729165444952274</id><published>2009-04-24T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:33:18.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post</title><content type='html'>You know what, I realized that this is my 100th post. Usually people put a lot of nice things for their 100th post. But I don't think I want to do that. I realized that I'm a crappy blogger. I read a lot of blogs and I have to say that my blog is not a bit as good as theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have nothing to share. It's my life that I want to share. But I feel bored with my life so in many ways, I'm trying to show people and make people bored with my life by creating a blog. How totally lame excuse to make a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my 100th post will not be a cool cool post. I just want you guys to realize that when you're reading a blog, like mine. You're totally wasting your time. For me, when I read people's blog, I will always think things like "I'm suppose to study. What am I doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something like that. But I realised that I'm happy to know about that person's life through their blogs. But somehow, I can't share my life as interesting as the others did. So I'm thinking, how do I do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, by doing simple things like making your post nicer by putting pictures will make it better. But I think it's LAME. So I decided to just keep it this way. I like it this way. So if you don't want to read, then don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Nubi you need to show me how to find nice names for my title. Your titles in your blogs are just nice. I also read all you old posts. I realized how much time flies. It's so fast. And I don't want my life to past just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to do something memorable in my life. By doing something different makes me special and better than the others. So I should do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why my posts are so wisdomy. Maybe my wisdom tooth are coming out. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SG Wannabe, DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7673729165444952274?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7673729165444952274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7673729165444952274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7673729165444952274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7673729165444952274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/100th-post.html' title='100th Post'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6877063838182395752</id><published>2009-04-18T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:26:05.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of A Student</title><content type='html'>You know, I realized that almost every student went through this whole process. I mean the whole studying, exams and the stress thing. So I don't think I have the right to complaint. If they could go through it, why can't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some may experience extra stress because they take things to seriously like my sister but when you see it, we will experience the same thing. We need to go to school, study for exams, go back home do homework and do extra things that sometimes you hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'm grateful that I'm going through what everyone's going through. Some people want to be in my place because they are not given the opportunity to study and go through all this. And I'm sorry to them because I'm not giving it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true sometimes I want to be free from all this. But I realized this and very thankful. So I'm not complaining! But I think I will complaint once in a while. If not, I'm not a human. I will be some stupid robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about robots, I watched this one music video about robots and I totally like the concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. This is sure a WISE post. I think my wisdom tooth is growing. HAHA. So that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I totally love Sg Wannabe now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6877063838182395752?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6877063838182395752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6877063838182395752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6877063838182395752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6877063838182395752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/diary-of-student.html' title='Diary of A Student'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3688775044362537213</id><published>2009-04-17T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:57:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift from SG Wannabe</title><content type='html'>SG Wannabe's back for sure and I'm loving it for sure. I heard they change agency and I'm NOT complaining. It's just great that they're back. And I'm sure loving Jin Ho's new hairstyle. Major seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a okay okay day. Not that great and not that bad. It's just that today was slightly better than usual but not GREAT. Okay, I'm blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't know what to write about. It's just that my head is blank right now. This month is sure a GREAT month because 2PM, A'STAR1, After School, SG Wannabe and Younha's Comeback.&lt;br /&gt;I love All of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a blessing. After the Sports Practice and the stress due to the fact that mid year is like 2 to 3 weeks away, I think this is a blessing. When you watch SG Wannabe's performance, I feel so HAPPY and I don't know. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO that's all. I love my blog's title. I'm sorry for the very ugly layout! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3688775044362537213?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3688775044362537213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3688775044362537213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3688775044362537213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3688775044362537213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/gift-from-sg-wannabe.html' title='A Gift from SG Wannabe'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8264518393273722234</id><published>2009-04-15T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:30:33.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey</title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today because I was sick. Didn't do much things because I slept the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not really the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna play Trauma Center after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8264518393273722234?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8264518393273722234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8264518393273722234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8264518393273722234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8264518393273722234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/honey.html' title='Honey'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-2574370102697023730</id><published>2009-04-12T14:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:45:20.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANDY File</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SeGNFuNMdlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bjviDtMfZ1g/s1600-h/P1020287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SeGNFuNMdlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bjviDtMfZ1g/s400/P1020287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323691363970872914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SeGNFdee2JI/AAAAAAAAAMo/G_GqcHO3YOo/s1600-h/P1020284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SeGNFdee2JI/AAAAAAAAAMo/G_GqcHO3YOo/s400/P1020284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323691359479978130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SeGNFL48MII/AAAAAAAAAMg/KdYeQG3Jp8k/s1600-h/P1020276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SeGNFL48MII/AAAAAAAAAMg/KdYeQG3Jp8k/s400/P1020276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323691354759114882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everybody in Andy for this wonderful file.&lt;br /&gt;Together with the pen and the notebook.&lt;br /&gt;The profile all are really nice.&lt;br /&gt;I really love this present.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not mad or sad that it's late because I know you guys are preparing something special for me.&lt;br /&gt;You guys always do.&lt;br /&gt;So thank you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Not only for the file but for all the time you guys tolerate me.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm bad all the time.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm thankful that you guys can tolerate it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try not to be bad.&lt;br /&gt;Especially to NuBi.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And I damn love A.N.D.Y Entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-2574370102697023730?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2574370102697023730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=2574370102697023730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2574370102697023730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2574370102697023730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/andy-file.html' title='ANDY File'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SeGNFuNMdlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bjviDtMfZ1g/s72-c/P1020287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7302642370201267531</id><published>2009-04-11T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:14:54.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella Man</title><content type='html'>My day start very early for the first time. I have piano and my uncle came, that's why. So after that, I decided to look through some interesting thing in youtube and found, Cinderella Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously want to watch Cinderella Man. The storyline is so awesome and I seriously like how the plot works. So that's why. And I love the OST. Can't wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the teaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaser 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XF232EV1U1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XF232EV1U1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaser 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BFS6ktFqlg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BFS6ktFqlg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for today. I need to do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want to share the lyrics of Map the Soul. I like the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;i remember my first glimpse of her face&lt;br /&gt;i saw you smile, then i smile&lt;br /&gt;i was straight blown away&lt;br /&gt;mesmerized by your beauty from your feet to your hands&lt;br /&gt;how could one be so beautiful i don't understand&lt;br /&gt;heaven sent, god's gift without a doubt in my mind&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why our paths decided to collide&lt;br /&gt;we started off as perfect strangers&lt;br /&gt;boy meets girl, infatuation to love&lt;br /&gt;now you're my whole entire world&lt;br /&gt;destiny taps me on the back -- saying hello&lt;br /&gt;but really it was your touch&lt;br /&gt;no and i'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;then you spoke i never heard a voice so sweet&lt;br /&gt;heavenly&lt;br /&gt;and from her words man i knew this girl was deep&lt;br /&gt;just like me&lt;br /&gt;with times to worry and times to play&lt;br /&gt;we'll sit and stress over life or just burn the day away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know for sho' in our past life&lt;br /&gt;we had to be friends livin and dyin together&lt;br /&gt;knowin that we would meet again&lt;br /&gt;it's just a blessin to have you in my life&lt;br /&gt;i was destined, to be with you&lt;br /&gt;my privilege so amazing no question&lt;br /&gt;and i'm knowin, soon enough we'll get where we're goin&lt;br /&gt;just thinkin about it i can feel my heart growing&lt;br /&gt;am i trippin? or is it that i finally see?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, but my heart is saying that you're the one for me&lt;br /&gt;please believe me, i'm exactly where i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;this rhyme is written from my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;sincerely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tablo)&lt;br /&gt;you turn a cocooned soul into a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;and i, lose control, can never turn aside&lt;br /&gt;you shine like summer skies, like when a lover lies next to me and says to me&lt;br /&gt;you make me wonder why&lt;br /&gt;you are a beautiful mystery&lt;br /&gt;every note carved into musical history&lt;br /&gt;assimile, metaphor, words not enough to&lt;br /&gt;entrust to you,&lt;br /&gt;trust that its true&lt;br /&gt;we must have approved while we asked for evidence&lt;br /&gt;dwell on past and sentiments, but we bask in eminence&lt;br /&gt;every moment every day, busy getting paid away, the soul fades away into a grainy shade of grey&lt;br /&gt;i pray, that you'll listen to what i say,&lt;br /&gt;cause i feel like a missing shoe&lt;br /&gt;this is to everything that you are,&lt;br /&gt;the wild earth, a child's birth, sun moon and the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out&lt;br /&gt;so i ask what would i be without you?&lt;br /&gt;like stevie without wonder&lt;br /&gt;hunger without food&lt;br /&gt;a sheep without a shepherd&lt;br /&gt;a sleep without your message&lt;br /&gt;that despite the skeptics that i knew were true&lt;br /&gt;and i knew, that there was more to life&lt;br /&gt;and i grew, livin for the light&lt;br /&gt;i took my answers, combined them with yours&lt;br /&gt;it made life exciting but it closed some doors&lt;br /&gt;with the crisis my life accelerated and deflated&lt;br /&gt;sunk to the bottom, then elevated till i faded&lt;br /&gt;but you always had my back though&lt;br /&gt;when kids threw rocks at me, i'm on stage rappin -- still&lt;br /&gt;i see kids without loveit brings tears to my soul&lt;br /&gt;but why they always dry up&lt;br /&gt;the world's gone bonkers&lt;br /&gt;your heart in fear&lt;br /&gt;and as long as i believe&lt;br /&gt;you're the reason i'm here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;no reason to live, without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-O-V-E-U, i was made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;L-O-V-E-U, i was made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;L-O-V-E-U, i was made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;L-O-V-E-U, i was made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;L-O-V-E-U, i was made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;br /&gt;made to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7302642370201267531?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7302642370201267531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7302642370201267531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7302642370201267531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7302642370201267531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/cinderella-man.html' title='Cinderella Man'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1703294331279025797</id><published>2009-04-10T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:30:35.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise.</title><content type='html'>I hope you enjoy your surprise Andy. Sorry I couldn't be there because I have tuition and sorry just now tak sempat to belanja you. So today is basically a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do? Playing Cooking Mama. I just realized how boring my life now.  I hope tomorrow can be more interesting. I feel so tired of life now. Like majorly. I don't know if I can cope with my studies and what's happening now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I feel so stress. Maybe it's because of my marks and of course , the very hectic schedule everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports practice, sports day and sports rehearsal. Even the words makes me so tired. Why can't I have a holiday now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so tired! Why am I complaining? I just feel like it. I don't know what to do because my brain feels so so full. I'm thirsty. Need to go and have a drink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1703294331279025797?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1703294331279025797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1703294331279025797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1703294331279025797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1703294331279025797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise.html' title='Surprise.'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6593216034221185941</id><published>2009-04-09T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:23:47.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Andey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/Sd3abgxoDUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/EnsVI12Soxg/s1600-h/DSC02613.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Italic" title="Italic" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 4);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Italic" class="gl_italic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/Sd3abgxoDUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/EnsVI12Soxg/s1600-h/DSC02613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/Sd3abgxoDUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/EnsVI12Soxg/s400/DSC02613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322650500811197762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the only decent picture of the two of us. That's why I post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally 17 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will have fun tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be sad for being a year older.&lt;br /&gt;You know that only one year is left for you to be legal.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a lot of things to do with Top when you're 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So accept it as a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;And have fun with it.&lt;br /&gt;Although it will be SPM year for you, I know you will have fun with this year.&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy life like you always do.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I sound so intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;Well, because I AM!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad to say that I'm the very first one to post in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;So have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I post it up so early because I'm scared I will forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;So that's why.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Got loads of homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6593216034221185941?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6593216034221185941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6593216034221185941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6593216034221185941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6593216034221185941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-andey-this-is-only.html' title='Happy Birthday Andey'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/Sd3abgxoDUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/EnsVI12Soxg/s72-c/DSC02613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6056672233285245143</id><published>2009-04-08T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:27:15.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what to put as a title</title><content type='html'>So today I skipped school. Mainly because being a very lazy girl who never run, when I start running, my whole muscle like shocked and decided to betray me. It ache whenever I move. Like majorly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my face makes me look like I'm a mangsa kebakaran. So tomorrow I'm going to school. There's sport practice. How I dread sports practice and I have P.E after that. I will be burned again. Joy! That will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to look like my brother after this. How bad can the world be? Haha. So tomorrow is school so I have to do my homework. Arghhh... HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I just realized there's this layout. I love the colour. I know, I'm RANDOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6056672233285245143?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6056672233285245143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6056672233285245143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6056672233285245143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6056672233285245143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-what-to-put-as-title.html' title='I don&apos;t know what to put as a title'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4738528442114349283</id><published>2009-04-07T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:42:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Real World</title><content type='html'>The Games Carnival is over! Yes, that's right. No more, staying in Cheras the whole day screaming your lungs out for your team and spy on some *ehem ehem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to normal timetable with normal class. And of course, homework. I feel like killing myself. Like major seriously. I didn't do my homework and forgot that I have homework. I don't even know where's my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm thinking. Am I going to do my homework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I will say no straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided not to do my homework and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never run so much in my life and I don't think I want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea... Got to go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bed is waiting for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4738528442114349283?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4738528442114349283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4738528442114349283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4738528442114349283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4738528442114349283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-real-world.html' title='Back to the Real World'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-1106856544591487534</id><published>2009-04-04T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:42:33.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games Carnival</title><content type='html'>Games Carnival  time is here again. It's really really bad because I got a lot like a major sunburn. I can't stretch my face! I can't stretch my face. Do you know how bad that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my first time playing something in Games Carnival. We got last but I think we had a lot of fun. It's so fun to go after the ball. So yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't know what to say because I'm so effing tired. I slept just now but still not enough. Got the feeling that I will do my homework the day before school is back to normal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-1106856544591487534?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1106856544591487534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=1106856544591487534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1106856544591487534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/1106856544591487534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/games-carnival.html' title='Games Carnival'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-2153936275433196525</id><published>2009-04-01T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:11:54.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to talk to Andey about something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Update her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is pretty dull considering that nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I'm trying to force myself to do my homework because I just feel like doing an I-movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now, if anyone wants us to do any video, you are obviously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. One good April fool before it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need to let this out, I'm terribly stress about Physics PEKA just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Nurain would know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-2153936275433196525?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2153936275433196525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=2153936275433196525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2153936275433196525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2153936275433196525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8244896430779394231</id><published>2009-03-31T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:53:48.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye'/><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is extremely sad.&lt;br /&gt;I remember it like it was yesterday I wrote bye February.&lt;br /&gt;And then now, I have to say goodbye to March.&lt;br /&gt;March is an extremely extremely hectic month.&lt;br /&gt;With the Mid Semester Exams (which I pretty much don't know what to say)&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the Mid Semester Holiday aka HEAVEN!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I can't compare it to heaven but in this world, holiday can be counted as Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is April.&lt;br /&gt;APRIL'S Fool! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can do any trick tomorrow since everyone knows my trick.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The ending note of March is with the House Deco and first day of Games Carnival.&lt;br /&gt;House Deco,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BERUANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got second.&lt;br /&gt;Proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;They did a good job and getting second is not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Because we know that we're gonna with GAMES CARNIVAL!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;April is sure a busy month.&lt;br /&gt;So with this, bye MARCH.&lt;br /&gt;And today is BOF last episode.&lt;br /&gt;Bye BOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8244896430779394231?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8244896430779394231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8244896430779394231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8244896430779394231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8244896430779394231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3055832512146006773</id><published>2009-03-31T20:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:34:15.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IRINA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SdIG2eX5RZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/scar4KlphPM/s1600-h/DSC02970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SdIG2eX5RZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/scar4KlphPM/s400/DSC02970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319321642813965714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 17 now.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a nice year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;This year is SPM year so don't play so much.&lt;br /&gt;If you do well in SPM, then only you can find Jaejoong. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;So I hope you have a nice birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight celebrate with him, eh.&lt;br /&gt;Don't overwork! Tomorrow penat nanti!&lt;br /&gt;Haha!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3055832512146006773?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3055832512146006773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3055832512146006773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3055832512146006773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3055832512146006773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5IkPxM2bHs/SdIG2eX5RZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/scar4KlphPM/s72-c/DSC02970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6016685231468928654</id><published>2009-03-30T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:24:04.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dandy Manddy Monday</title><content type='html'>Today was hmmph... Results are really really bad and I choose not to think about it. Came across a very funny story online and I'm not sharing with you guys. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is pretty much relaxed. I mean I don't feel so stress except my back hurts today. Got a lot of homework but I feel like doing i-movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the new I life and I seriously love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I decide not to blog so long. Too bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6016685231468928654?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6016685231468928654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6016685231468928654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6016685231468928654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6016685231468928654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/dandy-manddy-monday.html' title='Dandy Manddy Monday'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6873709700180068421</id><published>2009-03-28T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:53:07.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to Zoo Negara</title><content type='html'>I went to Zoo Negara and saw a monkey play with himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And decided not to go there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally being so paradox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Hour just passed an I participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Clap for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Lolli, Lolli, Oh, LolliPop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6873709700180068421?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6873709700180068421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6873709700180068421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6873709700180068421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6873709700180068421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-to-zoo-negara.html' title='I went to Zoo Negara'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4756466717703322165</id><published>2009-03-28T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:32:57.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I watched Supernatural. I was so so disappointed because of Supernatural. There's no Cas in that episode. Instead, there's some new angel that I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's the good part where Dean is a manager or something but he's HoT. That's for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to Zoo Negara...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4756466717703322165?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4756466717703322165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4756466717703322165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4756466717703322165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4756466717703322165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-5698668287155674239</id><published>2009-03-27T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:32:38.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to encourage the people here to join Earth Hour. It's a good thing to do and see the world in a 'new light'. How paradox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://greencanticle.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/earth-hour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 291px;" src="http://greencanticle.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/earth-hour.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of it. Watch it and get inspired to join in. It's a freaking easy task. If you can't do it, you're just weird... Just bring you finger to the main switch and switch off everything for an hour. An hour is just a short period. If everyone can do it, why us, Malaysians can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO let's join in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm joining. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-5698668287155674239?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5698668287155674239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=5698668287155674239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5698668287155674239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/5698668287155674239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-450899629696002532</id><published>2009-03-27T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:19:48.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends</title><content type='html'>I find it hard to enjoy the days now because of the recent exams and a lot of things. But no worry because the weekend have finally arrived again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the word Friday and Saturday. So, today is basically nothing. I think everyone was so dead because we were tired of the exams and we don't even feel like studying today. There's a pile of homework waiting for me in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I heard a nice song from Davich song battle. For the first time, I heard Girls Generation by SNSD sung by someone who can actually sing. And Hae Ri is so pretty now. She can even pass for SNSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what I said, Hae Ri sings this song called Oh My Goodness and Oh my Goodness it was a nice song. I'm addicted to it. Although it's trot, I seriously love it. Dam Bi's new song is nice also. And of course, I love Someday's songs. It's nice and they can really sing. Unlike some Secret Gay Code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Nurain tricked by me. So today, I was suppose to go Dina's Brother's Tahlil. I was ready and all but then my maid told me that my driver went back already. I'm sorry Dina... Do not worry I'll pray for him at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like sharing anything but I have a lot of things to share. First time I heard Lollipop by 21. 21 is the new girl big bang. It's 21 because apparently, in black jack no. 21 is never lose. It's quite cool. A name very meaningful. Unlike some group that just put names like Rising Gods from The East. Are they some friggin Pagan god?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I heard a very funny thing today but I'm only gonna post it in my Hate Blog. That's all for today. Sorry if I dissapoint my loyal readers than want more from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural, here I come. Wait for me Cas and Dean of course. Games Carnival is so near and I don't think I want to play anything. See first, I think. Haha. Tomorrow is Saturday and I can hear the Zoo Negara calling for me. Can't wait to see ma brothers and sistas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-450899629696002532?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/450899629696002532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=450899629696002532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/450899629696002532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/450899629696002532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekends.html' title='Weekends'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-2622917055755046527</id><published>2009-03-26T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:13:39.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The GAY word is too big for me now</title><content type='html'>Exam is done for now. That's a relieve I guess. Actually, when I think about it, I prefer doing exams than getting the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stress about it now. But let's forget about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know, today exam is done  so I want this one movie Audrey gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's so metaphorical but WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought GAY (not happy but the real thing) is not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm trying to be open minded about it. BUT I was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at them kiss is just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got goosebumps you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-2622917055755046527?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2622917055755046527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=2622917055755046527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2622917055755046527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2622917055755046527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/gay-word-is-too-big-for-me-now.html' title='The GAY word is too big for me now'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-4289949656011509345</id><published>2009-03-23T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:32:27.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus for another 3 days</title><content type='html'>I know, I have been neglecting my blog, which I shouldn't so now, I want to say my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam was _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very stressful now. I got 52/100 for my math paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, VERY VERY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to get a better mark in the 1st paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I got A for English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna brag that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is indeed a very interesting story that I found in Soompi Short Stories Battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this story, amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Intimate touches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathing irregular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;….. It was as if time stood still as the heart beat was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;slowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; down. They became as one. Just a touch made her cry out in ecstasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Yes!” she cried out loud. Her yes echoed out into the quiet night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She could feel the moment coming. Her heart started to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;beat erratically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Sweat was dripping from her forehead. This was such a delicate moment. Finally, bliss started to overcome her. Her body began to shake with joy. She dropped it onto the ground. She got in her car and ran over his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;So, much for romance……&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to some soompi writer. Good job to whoever it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-4289949656011509345?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4289949656011509345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=4289949656011509345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4289949656011509345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/4289949656011509345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/hiatus-for-another-3-days.html' title='Hiatus for another 3 days'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-8003127343622829862</id><published>2009-03-19T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:10:10.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study</title><content type='html'>I know I should study. But there's too much distraction and chocolate. I just realized how much I love imported chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I just realized that playing cooking mama and Wii Sports in Wii is a waste of time. I SHOULD study. Yes, I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.  Someone help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, 2AM new single just came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New style and looks but the songs are still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-8003127343622829862?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8003127343622829862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=8003127343622829862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8003127343622829862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/8003127343622829862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/study_19.html' title='Study'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3668232154892470755</id><published>2009-03-17T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:29:04.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii</title><content type='html'>The last post was a bit weird because I said that I don't know what to do, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After posting that post, I just realized that I got Wii to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I basically play Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was stupid of me to forget about my Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sexy white Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop fantasizing about my Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I played Wii Sports and Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can't beat my brothers high score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should study Accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today have exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3668232154892470755?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3668232154892470755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3668232154892470755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3668232154892470755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3668232154892470755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/wii.html' title='Wii'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-2247968518253855248</id><published>2009-03-16T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:19:43.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so so tired of doing nothing</title><content type='html'>Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of doing nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could take some break from studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I think the only thing I can do is study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some videos to share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8eight - Without a Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HuvN0z0h7uk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HuvN0z0h7uk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davichi - 8282 (they won so congrats to them. They deserve it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4oaAuDU0YXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4oaAuDU0YXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maydoni - Like First Time (one of my favorite song in her album)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-IXdRaYVdk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-IXdRaYVdk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new group called Mac (Masterpiece Artist of Cantabile) - Melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewWoYAPYiX0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewWoYAPYiX0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-2247968518253855248?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2247968518253855248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=2247968518253855248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2247968518253855248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/2247968518253855248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-so-tired-of-doing-nothing.html' title='I&apos;m so so tired of doing nothing'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7846295156246999950</id><published>2009-03-15T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:07:09.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Battery is officially dead</title><content type='html'>My macbook's battery is officially dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry to my dad because he needs to buy a new one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I want to start studying but I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, JoongBo's videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should stop now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7846295156246999950?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7846295156246999950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7846295156246999950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7846295156246999950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7846295156246999950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-battery-is-officially-dead.html' title='My Battery is officially dead'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7819681741047408960</id><published>2009-03-13T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:56:04.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not Officially Back</title><content type='html'>As you can see, I changed my layout two times in a row when I said I don't want to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO how was the exam? (pretend that someone asked me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like my normal exam it's acceptable that I didn't get that good marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my marks are bad, that I'll try very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's average, I'll try to improve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's good, Ill try to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But two things I know for sure is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chemistry was BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Math is WORST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Sejarah and BM was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, HOLIDAY is finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7819681741047408960?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7819681741047408960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7819681741047408960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7819681741047408960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7819681741047408960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-officially-back.html' title='I&apos;m not Officially Back'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-3697325740654487356</id><published>2009-03-09T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:12:47.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break.</title><content type='html'>I will not update for a week I think because of the Mid-semester exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel like I want to update, then I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Pn. Azura if I don't update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure I'll catch up during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are so near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my computer's battery is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's 100% for two whole day straight opening it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary because I'm scared it will just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And never to wake up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want that to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll see another post, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-3697325740654487356?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3697325740654487356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=3697325740654487356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3697325740654487356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/3697325740654487356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/break.html' title='Break.'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-6988653755259955381</id><published>2009-03-07T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:40:41.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study</title><content type='html'>Exams are so near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think that I won't study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I feel so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my blocked nose and of course, the loss of my taste bud makes it worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm watching SS501 Kyu Joong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I like how he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High five Juanita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-6988653755259955381?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6988653755259955381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=6988653755259955381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6988653755259955381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/6988653755259955381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/study.html' title='Study'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010580171801676069.post-7189794930651767479</id><published>2009-03-06T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:14:07.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definition</title><content type='html'>Here's some fun thing that I found from YS's blog. Since Giuleta is not defined yet, so I choose my second name Cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    A compromise..&lt;br /&gt;Def: A girl with a kind personality who will poop on your windshield if you get on her bad side&lt;br /&gt;Use in word: She seemed kind, but shes just a cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dina&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;Def: A wonderfully cute little leprechaun who lives in Los Angeles, prancing around in search of flab, candy, and cuteness. Dina's hobbies include pestering Lizeths everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;Use in word: "Dina! Come back with my Cocoa Pebbles!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nurain&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Def: short-tempered nerd&lt;br /&gt;Use in word: nurain is salwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is probably what Gabriel will say to Andey. Not me, Andey. Don't scold me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Def: The most retared person you will ever meet. She says the most dumbest things ever. Sometimes you wonder if she actually has a brain&lt;br /&gt;Use in word: Girl 1: Did you know you can live without a head?&lt;br /&gt;Girls 2: You must be an Andrea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabriel &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Def: "Made in Chino, not China"&lt;br /&gt;Use in word: Gabriel is a guy that lives in Chino, not to be mistaken with China...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Def: Catherine is an acronym for Clearly A Truly Hot Example Regarding Immortal Necrophiliac Elves.&lt;br /&gt;Use in word: "That girl over there is so CATHERINE right now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't find a good one for Irina and Juanita. It's all the 'very pretty' thingy. So I decided to put this. Because it's a no fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010580171801676069-7189794930651767479?l=updownofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7189794930651767479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4010580171801676069&amp;postID=7189794930651767479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7189794930651767479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010580171801676069/posts/default/7189794930651767479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://updownofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/definition.html' title='Definition'/><author><name>Giuleta Cheryl Sherena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11906632451860564084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
