<?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-6732343628052041765</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:29:27.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Bottom of My Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732343628052041765.post-4331217020386770558</id><published>2009-06-02T06:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T06:48:08.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleepless night. I really dread this the most. Never would I realise that I would get so affected by this incident. The previous time I had a such a serious conflict with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt; was when  was in primary sch. Years of not meeting such problems have left me totally at a loss when a similar situation hit upon me all of a sudden. I told myself to stop thinking bout it, and let nature take its course, but still, the min I close my eyes, my mind will be full of thoughts of this incident. I have unknowingly let this issue affected me so much, to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; extent that my asthma has come back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haunt&lt;/span&gt; me again. A few weeks ago, I was still relieved that I have not been having any asthma attacks ever since after O Level, n now the whole torturous experience has come back again. Sometimes, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; hate myself being so weak - both physically and mentally-. I have been trying hard to think of a solution to this problem, and yet, I have let this incident affected me so much. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Insomnia&lt;/span&gt;, asthma attacks, and even this problem, how can I overcome them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-4331217020386770558?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/4331217020386770558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=4331217020386770558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4331217020386770558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4331217020386770558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/06/sleepless-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-5039328852146775553</id><published>2009-06-01T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:26:54.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Again, I did not have my lunch and dinner today. Did not have my lunch as I did not have the time to. Did not have my dinner because the damn lizard happily helped me to eat it. I was practising the piano when dinner was ready, and by the time i reached the dining table, that damn lizard was seating there enjoy the meal. Alright, I know it sounds ridiculous for me to dwell over such a small issue, but lizard is my biggest fear. I could never conquer this fear, no matter how hard I try to. Too bad for me, I have to forgo my dinner. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gastric&lt;/span&gt; is aching once again. Alright, I'll &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; pretend that I did not feel the pain. At least this helps me to burn calories. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Okies&lt;/span&gt;, I'll &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; go and have a good rest n dream bout food, so that the pain will be gone tomorrow. Thx a whole lot, Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lizard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-5039328852146775553?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/5039328852146775553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=5039328852146775553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/5039328852146775553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/5039328852146775553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/06/again-i-did-not-have-my-lunch-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-161901249698428285</id><published>2009-05-31T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:10:25.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a long roller coaster journey, I'm finally back to writing my blog. Well, I have to say, this six months is a tiring, horrible and pathetic long journey. With all the painful experiences of effort spiralling down the drain, unfairness, prejudice &amp;amp; favoritism as seen from the act of some teachers whom I shall not mention who, I have finally seen the cruelty of life. Never would I have the ability to have the "dare to dream wild" attitude again. The higher the hope, the greater the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember the resolution I've made at the start of the year - since I was given this chance (the dumb DSA thingy of course), and since I have chosen this path, I should do it well-. And I did try my utmost to fulfill this goal. Well, sadly, I have only come to realise hard work is never enough. Putting hardwork aside, there are many more elements that have to be fulfilled before reaching this goal. Those include luck, and worst of all, favoritism. That is something that disgusts me the most. Unfortunately, it has a major role to play in this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is definitely much more complicated than what we think. I've realised more of them after entering college. Farewell to the innocent, naive thoughts. Those are just silly illusions that will bring you to nowhere. Someone has asked be before if I'm really happy in TJC, or in chamber. I replied with a smile, though inwardly, my heart was numb and cold, after being stabbed billions of times. The smile meant nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, I have had many great moments in TJC. The frens that I've made are great people. The sweet and fun stuffs we've done will always stay with me. However, those horrible incidents that I've come across with, and the painful decisions I had to make (starting from the giving up of music as my future career), have really left me hurt and wounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, nothing is fair in this world. I hope I could just have a long, deep sleep that would set my mind peaceful for once. However, running away from reality will not salvage the problem. I find myself neither here nor there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-161901249698428285?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/161901249698428285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=161901249698428285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/161901249698428285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/161901249698428285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-long-roller-coaster-journey-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-4327146063684584277</id><published>2009-03-11T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:49:22.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, do the teachers in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TJC&lt;/span&gt; even bother to spare a thought on how the students feel? Take the teachers who are in charge of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;talentime&lt;/span&gt; for instance, each and every of their word is full of thorns! The way one of them commented was as if a little kid complaining whatever things that she dun like, in such demanding and unreasonable manner. We've already put in our utmost in improving this damn performance, and why can't they do their parts in improving things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lyk&lt;/span&gt; the sound control, mikes etc? Even the clip-on mike was spoiled. And honestly speaking, do that teacher even bother to consider what really is important is the effort?! Shooting back harsh comments and yelling at us about and complaining how boring classical music is, is that what she really enjoys doing?! I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; that she does wan us to present ourselves in the best manner. However, why can't she do it in a slightly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JUZ&lt;/span&gt; SLIGHTLY more pleasant way?! Complaining to us about how fucking damn bored she is seriously CHILDISH, especially when she's supposed to be a teacher. If the teachers do not even bother to set role examples for their students, why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shd&lt;/span&gt; we even care to listen to them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-4327146063684584277?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/4327146063684584277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=4327146063684584277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4327146063684584277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4327146063684584277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/03/seriously-do-teachers-in-tjc-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-2790373343161501355</id><published>2009-01-30T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:02:45.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still in a dilemma between choosing biology or physics for my A level subject. Physics have always been my best subject among my three sciences, and my parents both major in physics. But here's the problem, I have no interest in physics at all. All my interest is in biology. Nonetheless, my biology results were inconsistent. Initially, I thought of choosing whichever one that I'll score better in O level. However, I got both A1 for biology and physics in the end. Moreover, I heard biology is the hardest subject among the three sciences in JC, and I'll be taking H3 music, which will already be taking a lot of my time. Argh I'm really in a huge dilemma now. Should I follow my interest and continue to pursue biology, or should I head for the subject I'm better at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright it's getting late. I'll need to prepare for tomorrow's lesson with my piano students. It'll be my last lesson with the kids tomorrow, as sch is reopening very soon. Hope it will also be the most enjoyable one with them. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-2790373343161501355?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/2790373343161501355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=2790373343161501355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/2790373343161501355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/2790373343161501355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-still-in-dilemma-between-choosing.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-1756952036568918401</id><published>2009-01-29T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:47:12.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love, as complicated as it always is. Frankly speaking, I do wanna know the truth too, about how he feels. But I seriously do not wish to risk our friendship for love. So perhaps, juz let things be as it is right now. It's still too young for us too anyway, as what I personally feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-1756952036568918401?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/1756952036568918401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=1756952036568918401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/1756952036568918401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/1756952036568918401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-as-complicated-as-it-always-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-3635173281333903739</id><published>2009-01-23T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:05:29.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like as if my life isn't bad enough. Now, the worst situation has really hit upon me. Something worse than me quarrelling with my parents, something worse than me not able to get into my desired JC of four years, something worse than failing an exam in nchs back then, and something far worse than going through a painful period during a breakup. It's something so horrendous and disastrous that I had lost the interest in doing everything, even playing the piano and violin. Seriously, I dun have the slightest idea how I can accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I have in mind is the uncertainty of my future. I'm really unsure of whether I could still hang on any further. Never would I hurt myself again, because I have come to realise that it's really a childish way of dealing a matter. Never would I make myself drunk again, because when the last time I did, I vomited badly and suffered from an asthma attack. However, there is a thought that has flashed across my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if I were to really disappear from this world, my parents would have one less burden. Never would they need to bear my selfishness again. Never would they have to quarrel with me -who in their heart of hearts, is juz a self-centred gal-. Perhaps by then, their world would be really a peaceful paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death, suicide -how foolish is that-. Even I myself feel so too. However, as I thought through it the of yesterday's night - like as if making a serious decision, or like as if I was studying for an exam- , I feel that it is STILL an idea of solving this tremendous problem. Seriously, my parents would really have lessened a HUGE burden, isn't that GREAT for them? Moreover, that's the only solution I could think of right now. However, to think about it again, I can't do that either. Running away from a problem is nvr what I wanna do. I should face the problem. To add on to this, our life is not truly ours. Life is a gift from God. Taking away our life is juz like turning away from God. Moreover, the word "suicide" can never be found in the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, how long can I still hang on? This is really the worst thing that has ever happened in my life. In fact, I seriously can't believe it's happening to me. But what if another more disastrous event comes along? I have seriously lost the interest in life. I'm really on the verge of giving up, because by trying harder is only going to make me feel more tired and hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-3635173281333903739?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/3635173281333903739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=3635173281333903739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/3635173281333903739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/3635173281333903739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/01/like-as-if-my-life-isnt-bad-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-3781748493904255141</id><published>2009-01-22T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:43:10.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really so tried of trying so hard... I've worked so hard to obtain good results, but ended up not being able to get into the JC i want. I've practiced so hard for my music, but ended not not meeting my expectations and my sight reading is still horrendous. I've tried so hard to be a great child to my parents, but still, in their hearts, I'm nothing but a self-centered kid. In the pri sch days, my results were juz average, but I know nothing about stress. My parents, were immensely dissatisfied with mt performance in sch. Now, my results has shot up to being the 7th in level in NCHS, but I myself had witnessed how much damage stress can do to me myself, but at the same time, I couldn't avoid the pressure. And again, my parents said to me, " So what if your results are good? You are such a self-centered spoilt kid! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These harsh words were firmly imprinted on my mind. I have tried so hard to make them happy! Never would they know how much effort I've put in. Still, in their heart of hearts, I'm juz a SELF-CENTERED kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I juz wonder why must we humans try so hard. After all, we juz live on earth for such a short period of time. Not many of us can be like Albert Einstein, Edison or Mozart, who are geniuses and can do wonders to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm juz so sick and tired of trying so hard. Perhaps it would be much better to give up everything, including this meaningless life of mine... At least, sleeping in peace would be so much better than working so hard but ending up having all the effort spiralling down the drain....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-3781748493904255141?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/3781748493904255141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=3781748493904255141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/3781748493904255141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/3781748493904255141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-really-so-tried-of-trying-so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-7178893562493783270</id><published>2009-01-12T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:25:41.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O level results are finally released. Here are my results - 6 A1s, 2 A2s, 1B3 and 1B4 ( hahs as expected, B4 is my Higher Chinese). Anyway, my points after deduction will be 4 points, which is totally applicable to go to Victoria JC, my dream sch since sec one. Argh what a waste I missed TJC's DSA withdrawal date last year, and have to be posted to TJC now... I'm juz not in the mood to feel happy now, even though my frens said I'm one of the top eleven students and SHOULD be feeling elated. But I juz can't help feeling down. Well, it is true that TJC is a good sch as well, and I should feel happy indeed about my results. I should be contented, and not dwell over things that have already been decided, am I right? But why... I'm juz feeling so disatisfied with myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay for now, I'll juz try my very best to fully lyk Temasek JC. Have to brainwash myself. By the end of January, I MUST be fully dedicated to TJC and stop thinking about VJC!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-7178893562493783270?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/7178893562493783270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=7178893562493783270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/7178893562493783270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/7178893562493783270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-level-results-are-finally-released.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-6158209632313406864</id><published>2009-01-03T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:57:27.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcoming the arrival of 2009 with my warmest heart. I'm sure this year is going to be a great year, I guess. In this new year, there shall be resolutions to make, self improvements to be done, and of course, many brand new things to do and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not all things can go according to one's will. The very first event that went according to my will is the endless banquets and dinners I'm being FORCED to attend. According to many people's opinion, this may be a good thing - being invited banquets and dinners-. Well, not so when you have endless to attend. But that's not the point. The most crucial point is that I already have some other many more things to be busy with, but have to be forced to attend some dumb banquets and dinners and thus taking away the time for me to complete my own plans. I dun see the point of seating in a resturant and drinking wine with some businessman whom I have no slightest idea who they are ( oh, and I drank more red wine today, of which with a much higher percent than the one I drank the day before. &amp;amp; of course, with my horrible alcoholic skill, I got drunk again and almost vomitted. Alas. That is juz so 'nice'.) I met my grandfather's extreme displeasure when I voiced out that I DO NOT wish to attend another dinner treat tomorrow. Fine, my fault for voicing out, HAPPY?! And there are SO many things I've not done (say, practising the violin) juz because I've wasted so much of my time attending all these. Once you are done with the one today, there's another one the next day. Once you are done with the one for next day, there'll be another one the day after. That's juz........ ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to say that that's life. There'll definitely be many obstacles and things going against our will. What we have to do is to learn to adapt, and to overcome the obstacles with a brave heart, and of course, a smart mind. That shall be my new year's resolution. Of course, there are many more others, but this is one of the main ones. Let's all juz hope that 2009 will be better. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-6158209632313406864?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/6158209632313406864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=6158209632313406864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/6158209632313406864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/6158209632313406864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcoming-arrival-of-2009-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-6237966096103524265</id><published>2008-12-16T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:07:27.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This might be my last post for the year, as I'll be flying off to China tomorrow. I'll bring my laptop along though, so that i wun get too bored on the plane. N of course, not to forget my precious violin! (= I just wish the piano practice room which i used to go to years back is still there. I'll miss ya all frens! Anyway, anything can juz msg me or send me an instant msg on msn. Take care frens! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-6237966096103524265?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/6237966096103524265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=6237966096103524265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/6237966096103524265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/6237966096103524265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-might-be-my-last-post-for-year-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-3757384615541714005</id><published>2008-12-15T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:25:28.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just so tired. I'm already so busy tomorrow, and I just received a call from Ms Hawa saying that Ms Helena wanted to have two hours of piano lessons with me. I know that her schedule is very tight too, but I've already have my whole schedule for tomorrow planned, and she informed me the lesson so last min. She seemed quite persistent, and insisted that things would be much easier for her if I have lesson tomorrow. I understand her situation, and very much want to help her as well. But I already have violin lesson, the need to pack my luggage for wed's flight, travel to Mt Faber to teach my students for two hours, go to the esplanade to borrow and return the scores for dipABRSM repertoire and still need to practise the violin! If I were to make it for another two hours of piano, I would really fall sick and die of tiredness. I'm already having a bad continuous gastric pain these few days. PLS! I'M HUMAN TOO! I need to rest too! Can I just have at least a second of peace and rest before my flight?! I'M NOT AN ALIEN OR A ROBOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-3757384615541714005?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/3757384615541714005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=3757384615541714005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/3757384615541714005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/3757384615541714005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-just-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-8654736450214172770</id><published>2008-12-15T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:10:15.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a great day with my frens today. We watched the movie Twilight. Wow it is indeed a marvelous movie, totally caught my 100% attention during the show. Edward is totally cool, especially when he was playing on the grand piano. Alright, I seem to always rate guys who could play piano well higher. Hahs. Anyway, Bella is gorgeous too. It was interesting to watch the part when they were under the microscope viewing the four phases of mitosis - prophase, metaphase, anaphase and telophase-, so much biology! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank treated us at pizza hut today. Cost him eighty eight dollars! Wow! Well, this seemed like the first time you were behaving like a gentleman, Frank! Alright, except for the messing up my hair part. Hey sir, would you only be satisfied after you've messed up hair, and said at least once that I'm either so gong or blur whenever you see me?... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ML had to leave early, as her bf came to wait for her below the cinema. DAMN. Juz what's the matter with that guy? Must that guy follows her to whenever she goes?! In fact, he insisted on following us out initially, when he's NOT welcomed at all. Im pissed, absolutely! He doesn't know how many of ML's frens he had already offended. I just can't bear to see my fren being fully controlled by someone else when she is someone who likes freedom. But anyway, it's still her decision. If she feels happy like this, it's up to her. It wouldn't be nice of me to care for so much anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-8654736450214172770?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/8654736450214172770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=8654736450214172770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/8654736450214172770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/8654736450214172770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-great-day-with-my-frens-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-4087098255430175881</id><published>2008-12-06T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:03:14.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My very first day of work as a piano teacher has began today. I had two students today, who are siblings. The challenge lied not very much in providing the answers or musical knowledge to my students' questions, but in finding my students' house. Does that imply anything? Well, not so on someone who's alert and know the way. However, that is the BIGGEST CHALLENGE to a complete blur queen whose sense of direction is negative infinity, someone.......... like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed I was so right. I got lost. My students' house was at Mount Faber. Before the day, my parents did tell me the way on how to get there, thoroughly. Yet fate always does play a cruel joke (well, there is this saying, though I personally feel that fate lies in our own hands, it is just decided by how we handle it. But since I STILL GOT LOST anyway, well, so whatever). When I got out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; station, things turned a hundred and eighty degrees from the way I'd thought. I totally had no basic idea of finding the way. I consulted a few residents there on the way, whom all said Mount Faber Lodge was right up the mountain in Harbour Front. On a mountain? Well, since all of them said so, thus perhaps it was indeed right. I climbed all the way up the very steep hill, almost getting an asthma attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I approached someone else and asked the was once again. They told me Mount Faber Lode as not on the mountain, and showed it to me on the map which I was holding! Great. This is just so great. I ran all the way downhill (perhaps rolled down). To my great frustration, I took a cab there. Indeed, it was NOT on the mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My students are two adorable kids, who are not Singaporeans. Judging from their look and English accent, I guess they were from either Australia or England. For the five years old girl, she enjoyed telling me stories &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; the lesson, which I had to then drag her back to the music world. The boy, who was eight years old, was more obedient. He was very fascinated with the diploma music score I showed him. I've heard from their mum that besides piano lesson, the girl even has ballet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lessons&lt;/span&gt;! Wow such a busy child. This brings me back to my own childhood memories, when I used to take drawing lessons, dance lessons and some sort of ballet and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;calligraphy&lt;/span&gt; lessons. Alright, perhaps she isn't the only busy child. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since so many people around me are from England, including my bible teacher, I guess perhaps I should pick up some Engligh accent too! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-4087098255430175881?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/4087098255430175881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=4087098255430175881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4087098255430175881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4087098255430175881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-very-first-day-of-work-as-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-7709400234368548959</id><published>2008-12-01T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:24:52.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-t5TsUUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/q-WXThBbte4/s1600-h/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274839653011968322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-t5TsUUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/q-WXThBbte4/s320/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three of our quartet members, with Ms Hawa, on Victoria Concert Hall stage, right after the concert! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-sxD3BMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lHRyLfjazEs/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274839633618207938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-sxD3BMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lHRyLfjazEs/s320/DSC00840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Hawa &amp;amp; I. (=&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-rkZx8KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/75jYtfr2lHE/s1600-h/IMG_5167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274839613040619682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-rkZx8KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/75jYtfr2lHE/s320/IMG_5167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where was I looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-rZK3DCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w7TZXvQXveo/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274839610025249826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-rZK3DCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w7TZXvQXveo/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breathtaking view of the esplanade, taken after the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP8708t0uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XThFDaP7ToA/s1600-h/DSC00839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837693336769250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP8708t0uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XThFDaP7ToA/s320/DSC00839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Duet? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP86zCtb7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/2WIHVn2Zwi4/s1600-h/DSC00838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837675645169586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP86zCtb7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/2WIHVn2Zwi4/s320/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, I, Ms Hawa &amp;amp; Wee Siang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP86BxQDwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jEQE96cpoes/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837662418603778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP86BxQDwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jEQE96cpoes/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the concert taken with my very supporting great frens at Victoria Concert Hall. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP85tPaFAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fUQsyJK_AMo/s1600-h/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837656907944962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP85tPaFAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fUQsyJK_AMo/s320/DSC00834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solo, by the river bay (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP85TIYjpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9oo5vb1VX98/s1600-h/DSC00831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837649899163282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP85TIYjpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9oo5vb1VX98/s320/DSC00831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the concert, with Ang Sian, Leng Lee, Kai &amp;amp; Jas. Huiqi, WHO WORE SKIRT, refused to get into the photo. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Edvox's Talento VI Concert has finally come to an end. The two hours of performance on stage is worthy of a year's effort put into the rehearsals, especially at Whampoa. The concert was superb, as the experience gained was truely enjoyable, though there were a few mistakes made, especially in the orchestra. I'm really starting to miss all the rehearsals and the time spent with the teachers and frens in Edvox. Why must the beautiful moments pass so quickly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I played in the strings quartet and orchestra this year. I had a positive experience working with our quartet members, namely Wee Siang in first violin, Bryan in viola and Wei Xian in cello. Without them, there wouldn't be so much fun and laughter during the quartet rehearsals. (= Wee Siang is a friend I've known for a couple of years. We used to be in the same theory class from Grade 5 to Grade 8. Though he is already a secondary school physics teacher, he looks very young - like he's only seventeen years old!- Bryan is someone whom I have played together in the orchestra with for three years, though I only get to know more about him recently. His character is very much like my cousin, humorous, skillful and smart. I heard he had only played the viola for two weeks, and he was able to play Eine Kleine well! Impressive indeed. He had always enliven the atmosphere during the rehearsals, though now he jokingly calls me a "music freak-weird-extraordinary girl". Hahs. As for Wei Xian, she's quiet by nature, but I can sense that she is a pleasant girl too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the finally rehearsal on the concert day, finally had I got to see my current desk partner -Rachael. She's a pleasant gal, who's friendly, matured and helpful. I thoroughly enjoyed playing together with her. Sadly, I only get to play with her for once, and she has to fly back to Australia to continue her studies after the holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though I did not really get to see the concert as I was at backstage, I heard that the piano solos were very good this time. Hahs I feel so happy for the piano soloists. (= However, while we were playing the Halo Theme in the orchestra, the lights went off to show the audience the actual video of the game itself. It was so dark that I couldn't even see a single note. Neither could I see the score clearly while playing for the other few orchestra songs, as I did not wear my contact lenses ( Argh serve me right...). So, I had to play all the songs, namely Fantasia 2000, Halo Theme, Schindler's List and Grease, based on my memory. With that, I made a few mistakes of course. Next, after a whole day of running about in my high heel shoes, my legs almost broke. The pain was so unendurable that I had to drag my feet along walking onstage to take my High Scorer Award for piano and violin (during the rehearsal of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, those insignificant obstacles were just nothing as compared to the truly enjoyable experience gained at the concert! I'm looking forward to the concert for next year, and at the same time, I would devote myself to practising the piano and violin more frequently now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-7709400234368548959?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/7709400234368548959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=7709400234368548959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/7709400234368548959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/7709400234368548959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-of-our-quartet-members-with-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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/_zqckjYRtWK8/STP-t5TsUUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/q-WXThBbte4/s72-c/DSC00836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732343628052041765.post-8071360860931163401</id><published>2008-11-28T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:27:39.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bought a suitable pair of high heel shoes that matches my gown, decided on the hairdo, bought nice prom clips, selected a gown, and polished my violin. Am I ready for tomorrow's concert? NO. No because I still need to practise the orchestra pieces. No because I do not wish to practise the orchestra pieces, but Chopin's Fantasie Impromptu instead, as I need to play that for Sunday's Masterclass at YMS. And I'm not ready for the Masterclass EITHER. Fantasie Impromptu is strangling me, as I do not have the stamina and speed for that tough diploma piece yet. HELP!!!!!!!!!!! Alright, I guess I'll go and polish my violin one more time first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are my plans for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;10-10.30  - Practise my orchestra pieces.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10.30-12  - Make up, hairdo, preparations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12-12.45  - Practise for strings quartet Eine Kleine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12.45        - Go to Kovan MRT Station and take train with Terence (For me, NEVER BE LATE! I do not wish to make him wait for another forty five min due to my late coming, like what happened last year. SO NO LATE COMING THIS TIME!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2-5            -Rehearsal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5.15-6.45 - Dinner with frens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7.30          - CONCERT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And after the concert, supper! Followed by sending some of my frens home through cab.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things to bring for tomorrow's concert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orchestra and strings quartet scores.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make up kit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rubber band.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contact lenses (though I dun intend to wear it, but juz in case).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Safety pins (juz in case my gown... Okay, u shd noe what I mean).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camera.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cash.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tissue and plaster. (I do not wish to die of pain because of my heels).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MY INHALER!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, i guess that's all. I hope tomorrow's concert goes well! (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-8071360860931163401?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/8071360860931163401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=8071360860931163401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/8071360860931163401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/8071360860931163401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/bought-suitable-pair-of-high-heel-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-7246413256781873058</id><published>2008-11-22T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:47:14.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This may be the last time I'm saying this word. Those words of yours are damn fucking insulting. Me keeping quiet whenever u voice out any thing, which all the things you've said are full of thorns, doesn't mean I could stand your words. N I'm a very sensitive person. So pls stop suaning ppl lyk as if it is something so fun to do. You are much older than me, so PLS BE MORE MATURED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-7246413256781873058?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/7246413256781873058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=7246413256781873058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/7246413256781873058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/7246413256781873058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-may-be-last-time-im-saying-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-4928284451106007819</id><published>2008-11-22T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:35:14.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loved today's bible meeting and the short time spent with Suelyn, Suresh &amp;amp; baby Jazz before the meeting. Some of the subjects discussed at the meeting today was on Marriage, one's relationship with God and some of the scriptures included in Hebrews. Had a lovely dinner before rushing to Whampoa for the orchestra rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's rehearsal was more of a shock to me. When I walked towards my seat, Terence told me there was a change of seating arrangement. My violin desk partner is now no longer Terence, but a girl by the name of Rachael. Mr Foo pointed to me the place where I am supposed to seat, which I spotted a guy sitting there alone. Next I did the most embarrassing and halarious thing someone would ever do. I walked towards the guy and asked, " excuse me, are you Rachael?" The guy just looked at me, obviously quite at a loss for words. Rachael is supposed to be a girl's name. Great, I had just asked a he if he is a she. When the seatings were settled, Ms Hawa told me I have to play the top melody now instead of the bottom one which I used to play, as now I'm seating at the right desk of the first violins seat. This is bad. When I was seating with Terence, I could remain blur as I always do and his playing, which seldom made any mistakes, could cover up my mistakes whenever I was dreaming. Now, no more Terence to cover up my mistakes. I had to stay alert, and probably help Rachael to cover up her mistakes, if she happen to make any. That means, sayonora to day dreaming when playing in the orchestra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-4928284451106007819?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/4928284451106007819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=4928284451106007819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4928284451106007819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4928284451106007819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/loved-todays-bible-meeting-and-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-7434139901655176936</id><published>2008-11-21T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:22:29.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some of the photos taken at the 4I chalet. Slightly behind time to upload these though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce, me, Angie, Ms Low, Ken &amp;amp; hj&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX86CBnZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7cPZi0fRzuw/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271067486509440402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX86CBnZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7cPZi0fRzuw/s320/DSC00822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX8sHn4GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tcAkSvSH1ZY/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271067482774823010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX8sHn4GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tcAkSvSH1ZY/s320/DSC00821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX8fEjdPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/iScT2cIM10s/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271067479272289522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX8fEjdPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/iScT2cIM10s/s320/DSC00820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Yeo's kids. Don't they look alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX8HSw6FI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CzrAojbqRi0/s1600-h/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271067472889440338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX8HSw6FI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CzrAojbqRi0/s320/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-7434139901655176936?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/7434139901655176936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=7434139901655176936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/7434139901655176936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/7434139901655176936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/joyce-me-angie-ms-low-ken-hj-mdm-yeos.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaX86CBnZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7cPZi0fRzuw/s72-c/DSC00822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732343628052041765.post-628702585663041349</id><published>2008-11-21T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:09:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The 4I guys BBQing the food.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVZsLgWcI/AAAAAAAAADs/qZKMMYw4mQU/s1600-h/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271064682472430018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVZsLgWcI/AAAAAAAAADs/qZKMMYw4mQU/s320/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVZZLG3fI/AAAAAAAAADk/4cJBAw-_-OA/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271064677370486258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVZZLG3fI/AAAAAAAAADk/4cJBAw-_-OA/s320/DSC00816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVZLbMrzI/AAAAAAAAADc/rOfb4tJCyFk/s1600-h/DSC00815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271064673679879986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVZLbMrzI/AAAAAAAAADc/rOfb4tJCyFk/s320/DSC00815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; April &amp;amp; I. My face is sunburned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVY0OZDdI/AAAAAAAAADU/1CY6z_Wkr7s/s1600-h/DSC00812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271064667452149202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVY0OZDdI/AAAAAAAAADU/1CY6z_Wkr7s/s320/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the consequence of teachers torturing their students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVYnc_PoI/AAAAAAAAADM/TBbocXXu2tA/s1600-h/DSC00814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271064664023711362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVYnc_PoI/AAAAAAAAADM/TBbocXXu2tA/s320/DSC00814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding! They are great teachers! Ken dun give that face! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-628702585663041349?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/628702585663041349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=628702585663041349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/628702585663041349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/628702585663041349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/4i-guys-bbqing-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSaVZsLgWcI/AAAAAAAAADs/qZKMMYw4mQU/s72-c/DSC00817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732343628052041765.post-3933530044570775234</id><published>2008-11-21T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:36:14.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I seriously need to improve on my POOR SENSE of DIRECTION! From now on, blur queen GY has to stop getting lost all the time whenever she steps out of her house. The incident of me getting lost after the visit to Mr Chong's house at Woodlands was embarrassing enough. I had to leave earlier than my frens that day as I had piano lesson. Thus I had to go home myself. My frens predicted that I would, 120%, get lost when I travel alone. FINE, I'm gonna prove that I will not get lost this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five min later..................................... Yes, they were indeed right. I was lost, AGAIN. I had to call my frens, whom they then called Mr Chong, for help. After fifteen min of struggle, finally made my way to the bus stop. But my poor direction sense had yet to let me off. On the bus, I alighted at the wrong stop. My destination was Woodlands Bus Interchange. When I got off, I saw myself facing the MRT station written 'Marsling'. No Woodlands was seen. NO! Immediately, I 'flew' back onto the bus. The passengers all looked at me - stunned. They must be thinking why did I got off the bus and ran back onto the bus again! ARGH how embarrassing! Can't blame me.. Woodlands MRT station and Marsling MRT station look the same to me. Same line, same colour, same shelter, with a few shops beside it. Aren't they the same? And for the road, don't ever mention that, I dun recognise any roads. Only their names appear to be different, 'Woodlands' and 'Marsling'. Alright... who ask me to be such a BIG BIG 大路痴...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-3933530044570775234?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/3933530044570775234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=3933530044570775234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/3933530044570775234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/3933530044570775234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/alright-i-seriously-need-to-improve-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-6465730348064273210</id><published>2008-11-21T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:04:12.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fingers and neck are breaking... After three continuous hours of violin practice and another hour of violin lesson. Ouch my hands... They can't even type properly now... It's really a great pity that I have such short fingers when I learn the violin and piano. Because that means I cannot big chords like music by Rachmoninov, and it really hurts when i try to stretch to the notes while playing chords on the violin. Just like what happened today when i struggled to reach the notes for the chords on the violin while playing an etude from Kayser. I was rather dissatisfied with my playing during violin lesson today, as I personally feel it's not up to standard yet. Nonetheless, Ms Hawa gave me a pink sticker as an encouragement for me hardwork. Hahs, so sweet of Ms Hawa. I really enjoy having her as my violin teacher. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found a job as a piano teacher, with a pay of twenty five dollars per hour, teaching two Grade one children. I thought of buying Junior Hanon for the students to firm up their piano techniques, but Mr foo said I'm being over demanding to do that to a five year old student. Honestly speaking, I've taught my friends who are Grade 5, 6 or 8, and a few beginners. However, I've never taught anyone who is as young as five year old. Well... Okies.. I shall not be too strict to the student, like being too strict to myself. I'll be a nice nice teacher... n teach twinkle twinkle little star (= (= (= .................................... n give sweets to them as encouragement (= (= ........................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;However, Jocelyn told me a pay of twenty five dollars per hour is not worth it for a piano teacher, especially when I have to go to the students' house to teach, and for the first month, half of my salary earned will go to the agent. Well.. I'm rather confused now too... Is that really not worth it? Advice pls (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-6465730348064273210?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/6465730348064273210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=6465730348064273210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/6465730348064273210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/6465730348064273210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-fingers-and-neck-are-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-965253290190506656</id><published>2008-11-19T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:18:58.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL4XXfhIPI/AAAAAAAAADE/TOq-lm68M_E/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270047594303791346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL4XXfhIPI/AAAAAAAAADE/TOq-lm68M_E/s320/DSC00798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the two hardworking young ladies' hands! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3MDhMKbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_2UBmzZtjf8/s1600-h/DSC00805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270046300451908018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3MDhMKbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_2UBmzZtjf8/s320/DSC00805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BLEH! I'm the leader of spoooky cheeeky club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3L1vj_lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JHfFXBF5-kw/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270046296754093650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3L1vj_lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JHfFXBF5-kw/s320/DSC00803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, shina, hq, jh &amp;amp; ky&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3Lhnz5JI/AAAAAAAAACs/zDGFKV7dSQY/s1600-h/DSC00800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270046291352872082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3Lhnz5JI/AAAAAAAAACs/zDGFKV7dSQY/s320/DSC00800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, jh, kai &amp;amp; shina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3LQ8zbkI/AAAAAAAAACk/zwILbOKsk30/s1600-h/DSC00795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270046286877519426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3LQ8zbkI/AAAAAAAAACk/zwILbOKsk30/s320/DSC00795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken trying to be funny&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3LCopR6I/AAAAAAAAACc/KDbUCrvXWuU/s1600-h/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270046283034871714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL3LCopR6I/AAAAAAAAACc/KDbUCrvXWuU/s320/DSC00796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In revenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-965253290190506656?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/965253290190506656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=965253290190506656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/965253290190506656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/965253290190506656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/look-at-two-hardworking-young-ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSL4XXfhIPI/AAAAAAAAADE/TOq-lm68M_E/s72-c/DSC00798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732343628052041765.post-2165917715659346729</id><published>2008-11-19T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:53:23.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hq &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZ1pRcTI/AAAAAAAAABk/a2uYWhqP9ZY/s1600-h/DSC00797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270041039687741746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZ1pRcTI/AAAAAAAAABk/a2uYWhqP9ZY/s320/DSC00797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZsl_ElI/AAAAAAAAABc/v7Y6--VHwV0/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270041037258035794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZsl_ElI/AAAAAAAAABc/v7Y6--VHwV0/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZelzuiI/AAAAAAAAABU/fmSaJw7C-CA/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270041033499195938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZelzuiI/AAAAAAAAABU/fmSaJw7C-CA/s320/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZHIDYOI/AAAAAAAAABM/uImkSABNk1U/s1600-h/DSC00789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270041027200377058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZHIDYOI/AAAAAAAAABM/uImkSABNk1U/s320/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyYpsbs2I/AAAAAAAAABE/d2yu6MExBj8/s1600-h/DSC00787-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270041019299902306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyYpsbs2I/AAAAAAAAABE/d2yu6MExBj8/s320/DSC00787-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I really love the sunset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/6732343628052041765-2165917715659346729?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/2165917715659346729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=2165917715659346729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/2165917715659346729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/2165917715659346729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/hq-i-kai-i-i-really-love-sunset.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLyZ1pRcTI/AAAAAAAAABk/a2uYWhqP9ZY/s72-c/DSC00797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732343628052041765.post-4549594228992934765</id><published>2008-11-19T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:41:10.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu9ombzhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/N-k02sMTKrs/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270037256614956562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu9ombzhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/N-k02sMTKrs/s320/DSC00778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sandcastles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu9Q76vRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/36RpC95SNtI/s1600-h/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270037250262613266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu9Q76vRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/36RpC95SNtI/s320/DSC00773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dragging Angsian into the sea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu86NSOyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hJzT31nBAHM/s1600-h/DSC00771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270037244161440546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu86NSOyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hJzT31nBAHM/s320/DSC00771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three bdae gals cutting their cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu8VEsn8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/K9bi7hYFUt4/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270037234193309634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu8VEsn8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/K9bi7hYFUt4/s320/DSC00769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wingyi, me, kaiying &amp;amp; Lenglee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu714E8cI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xulHScrWUQs/s1600-h/DSC00768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270037225818878402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu714E8cI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xulHScrWUQs/s320/DSC00768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cab to east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-4549594228992934765?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/4549594228992934765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=4549594228992934765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4549594228992934765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/4549594228992934765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/sandcastles-dragging-angsian-into-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLu9ombzhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/N-k02sMTKrs/s72-c/DSC00778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732343628052041765.post-2638202961228144685</id><published>2008-11-18T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:40.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GALS RULEZ! (=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLJGT3IEJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QxL4fiYI6pU/s1600-h/girls+rules.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269995624224788626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLJGT3IEJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QxL4fiYI6pU/s320/girls+rules.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The great shopping dat with Angsian, Lenglee, Nicole, Grandma Adeline, Ber &amp;amp; my nu er Jie Ying at Bugis. That pic was taken after our steamboat at Marina Bay. YUMMY YUMMY. Pic edited by Lenglee. (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-2638202961228144685?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/2638202961228144685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=2638202961228144685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/2638202961228144685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/2638202961228144685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/gals-rulez.html' title='GALS RULEZ! (='/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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/_zqckjYRtWK8/SSLJGT3IEJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QxL4fiYI6pU/s72-c/girls+rules.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732343628052041765.post-185578429731828915</id><published>2008-11-18T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:41:21.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very, extremely, IMMENSELY disappointed in HIM. Perhaps I shouldn't have thought so highly of him in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-185578429731828915?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/185578429731828915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=185578429731828915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/185578429731828915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/185578429731828915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-very-extremely-immensely.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-9212220862446340742</id><published>2008-11-17T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:59:46.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll upload all the outing photos onto the blog when I get better. Sri for the inconvenience caused for those who are waiting for the photos. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-9212220862446340742?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/9212220862446340742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=9212220862446340742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/9212220862446340742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/9212220862446340742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-upload-all-outing-photos-onto-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-8063111333499383346</id><published>2008-11-17T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:56:55.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4I chalet</title><content type='html'>Just returned from the 4I class chalet organised by Yu Jeen &amp;amp; Pajiao Club. It was really amazing. It seemed like the ever first time our class ppl get together to play so hard, and really enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with us playing water bombs and captain's ball. Our class guys did impress us with their excellent captain's ball skills. It was a great contrast from their usual 'nerdy' studious style in class. Hahs. OOPS. During the BBQ preparation, I received a call from Dad. He was utterly displeased with the edvox counter's Sunday service while paying for my music school fees. In fact, his displeasure caused him to want me to stop leaning music from edvox. I was immensely dumbfounded. Not knowing what to do, I broke down to despair. I couldn't understand why he failed to see how important music is to me. Stopping me from learning it seems like shooting an arrow through my heart to me. Fortunately for me, I had my great nuer JY to console me. I felt much better afterwards. Thx a whole lot, my dear nuer jy! (= I was glad to say that I was successfuul in my reconcilation with my Dad, or perhaps his reconcilation with me (as he sort of gave in to me) afterwards, and we managed to discuss the matter through. He allowed me to continue my pursue in music, &amp;amp; even cheered me up. Alright thx Dad! I really appreciated that. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ was fun, with our teachers Mdm Yeo, Ms Low and Ms Oh joining us. Hahs I managed to BBQ the chicken wings for Mdm Yeo and Ms Low. Yeay, not bad not bad, I'm pleased with my cooking skills for the very first time (I can't even fry an egg at home T_T). Mdm Yeo brought her family along. We played with her three adorable kids, namely Victoria, Arther and Dora (not sure if their names are spelt correctly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When midnight came, the guys decided to watch a ghost show, The Ring, in pitch darkness with lights off. ARGH! Alright, but some of the gals, including me, joined in the show. During the show, that CH kept strolling back and forth behind us. Heys! Doing that quietly was even more scary than the show does he noe that? &gt;.&lt; lol. When we were all tired and sleepy, we crawled onto the mattress to sleep. Not all of us were lucky enough to get the bed. The guys did something that really impressed me, for the very first time. (= They let us have the mattress, and they slept on the floor. Some of them didn't even get to sleep! Wow! That was the very first time they gave in to the 4I gals! Touching indeed. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the next day was enjoyable and we had a rush of adrenaline at Escape Theme Park, it was not so for me. Not because I didn't get to enjoy it (I did enjoy myself) but because of my poor health condition then. First up, I had a torturing stomach ache in the morning. The pain was so unendurable that I couldn't even walk properly. I tried to shrug off the pain and joined in with my friends for the rides though. Then, things took a turn for the worst, the rides made me all giddy and wobbly and I tried my very very best not to vomit out in front of my friends. Who would want their own friends to see such an obscene? It was my first encounter of feeling so giddy after the rides, as I would normally be fine after any rides, no matter how thrilling the ride could be. Next, though I was famished, I couldn't swallow any food due to my giddiness, even though the food tasted out of the world. Then I realised that I was getting a fever, and had to go home first. I felt so terrible to have caused so much inconvenience for my friends when they sent me back to the chalet and helped me to get a cab. Nevertheless that really helped me a lot. I really had to thank them! (= At the same time, I did wonder, why do I have such a poor health, especially such a poor stomach? Or perhaps I should count myself lucky that I didn't get an asthma attack these two days, as I had forgotten to bring my inhaler, AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I must say, the chalet was indeed enjoyable! Thx yj and pj club for organising such an enjoyable event! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-8063111333499383346?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/8063111333499383346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=8063111333499383346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/8063111333499383346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/8063111333499383346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/4i-chalet.html' title='4I chalet'/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-438374499820435676</id><published>2008-11-16T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:36:51.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh i juz realised how many typo errors i made for the second post. &gt;.&lt; paiseh ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-438374499820435676?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/438374499820435676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=438374499820435676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/438374499820435676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/438374499820435676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/argh-i-juz-realised-how-many-typo.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-677093951860679556</id><published>2008-11-16T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:28:18.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow doing blogging is indeed troublesome!!! Spent a few hours on the tagboard thinggy. Thx Lenglee's help again! Hahs I hope I'll have Lenglee to do the whole blog for me. Hahs (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732343628052041765-677093951860679556?l=musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/677093951860679556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732343628052041765&amp;postID=677093951860679556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/677093951860679556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732343628052041765/posts/default/677093951860679556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicfantasie-cheryl.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-doing-blogging-is-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>Guyue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01496617200904170452</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-6732343628052041765.post-2634313423953297053</id><published>2008-11-15T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:11:39.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow today is such a long day! I woke up to the sound of alram clock (ken's call. She was my alarm clock for the day (= ) at 8, only to find myself suffering a terible muscle ache! Argh! &amp;amp; Ken and I are supposed to meet hj &amp;amp; eq at East Coast at 9.40 for cycling. Wow i guess I have to craw there! It was aggrevated by my terrible stomach ache, which cause me not being able to get out of the house, but being stuck in the bathroom T_T. Alright, so the both of us struggled our way there, almost getting lost because I, with such 'marvelous' sense of direction, was the one leading the way! So Ken's life is on my hands. Muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cycling was so fun, we cycled all the way from East Coast to Changi Airport, &amp;amp; we got to see airplane taking off. The sceen was captivating indeed. (= Nonetheless, the returning journey was tramautizing, because we needed to cycle all the way back in half an hour's time! I nearly fainted due to asthma attack. We had fun the way back though, despite Ken n eq having a slight argument, and I was 'drawn into the conflict', as the mediator. Well, I really hope they are fine by now. It's the last year &amp;amp; I hope all of us would treasure each other's friendship more. Alright I believe they'll get well, my group of frens are all great ppl! (= Three cheers for our group of frens! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had rehearsal for strings qquartet in Edvox at night. We played Mozart's Eine Kleine, a song for Talento VI concert. Though there were a few mistakes here and there, it was indeed enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i shall end off by saying that this is my very first time blogging, so still have a lot of things to improve on. Sri if the blog is not attractive enough. Anyway, I really need to Thank Leng Lee, for helping me with this blog. Without her, a complete greenhorn lyk me wld definitely be at a lost. Thx a whole lot yup, Celeste! 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