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2010-12-13T22:12:00.000+08:00

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I'm a Leprechaun! Sue me.

2010-09-11T02:07:00.003+08:00

I image-googled 'rainbow coloured bird'... and found a rainbow coloured slice of cake! *DROOL*

I'm sorry, I just had to post it! The colours are simply gorgeous.

It's An Honest Mistake!

2010-07-21T20:38:00.003+08:00

The sneak peak!

This and more, coming your way soon! Watch out for it, and don't forget to join us at the album launch, also in the near future!

Love love love you all.

Felipe Melo's red card.

2010-07-05T18:49:00.004+08:00

Okay lah you know what I think he was trying to do? I think he didn't realise Robben fell badly, and was trying to get the ball and proceed with the game, but accidentally stepped on him. Then he tried to help Robben up, but ended up seeming like he was grabbing at the ball.

It was all a misunderstanding.

Signs

2010-06-27T23:16:00.001+08:00

I've been talking to God. I decided to try to believe.

Two nights ago, I got into bed, and asked. My one-sided conversation started like this, "God, give me a reason to believe. I know something's out there, but is it you? If it is, tell me. Talk to me. Give me a reason to believe."

I started to fear that something supernatural would happen. I half expected curtains to fly, or silhouttes to appear. Chills went down my spine. I said, "Okay God, give me a reason, but please don't freak me out."

Then the most amazing thing happened: The most familiar peddler's horn sounded. For those of you who hang around me often enough, you'd know that that's the sound my phone makes when I receive a text message.

I got a text message.

I swear, my heart sank into my bed. I freaked out, of course. "Is that you, God???". It took me 10 seconds, but I found the guts to pick up the phone on my bedside table.

New Text Message
Daniel: You're still awake?!?!

-.-

What do you think? Do you think it was a subtle answer from God? Or sheer coincidence? Well, I've always been a believer of coincidence, but the possibility of the other option still remains.

Dan said it's a sign. "I don't even text you this late!", he said. "Einstein once said, coincidence is God's way of remaining anonymous".

As beautiful as that sounds, I'm not convinced, because I do believe in coincidence being coincidence and I always demand solid proof. So I told God, "That's not a reason to believe. You have to really shake me if you want me to believe".

"But still, don't freak me out."

End of conversation. I said good night and went to sleep.

Then today, God moved on to Mission Convince Sheryl, Level 2.

I was driving in KL, looking for Bankers Club, where Danielle was having her birthday dinner party (Great night, by the way). So I was told that this place was opposite Times Square. That was all the information I had at that time, so naturally, I got lost. I was driving around Pusat Bandaraya for a full hour, but no Times Square. I went round and round, and at some point I ended up on a small road that was so bumpy as if dynamites had been thrown on its every possible square inch, behind rows of Chinese shops, where lorries were transporting vegetables and old Chinese people were slaughtering chickens.

I got scared, being in an alien place where no one seemed to notice a battered up fire-engine-red Myvi wandering aimlessly, and decided to turn to God. "Oh my God!", "God! What the hell!", and "God save me please", were the only phrases spewing out of my mouth.

Overreacting, maybe. Or maybe they were just figures of speech. I didn't really expect an answer.

So anyhow, I found my way in the end. I got myself onto the road Times Square was on, and right across the road was Armoda Square. I instinctively chose to enter the building, even though I wasn't 100% sure if I was supposed to, and parking rates at that time and day was RM6 per entry. Inside, I got lost. There was a booth that said Customer Service however, so I went there. I rolled down the window and asked the dude if Bankers Club was in that building, but he showed no signs of knowing what I was talking about.

I was about to start freaking out again when suddenly I heard someone call my name. And sure enough, a familiar face! Xian Tze had just arrived from the LRT station, and happened to see a red Myvi wandering aimlessly. I THANKED GOD times 173928462 when I saw him. He got in the car, and led me to a parking spot on the lowest floor. As usual, I misjudged the space I had in front, and long story short, my bumper fell off again. Again, thank God Xian Tze was there because he examined the bumper and immediately knew what to do with it.

After the dinner party, Xian Tze fixed my bumper (using rafia string he had in his bag), and I offered to send him home since it was on the way. AGAIN, thank God for Xian Tze because without him I would've gotten lost trying to get home and although Xian Tze wasn't completely sure of the way either, I wasn't alone. And he was pretty smart with the signs too.

So I dropped Xian Tze off, then went home.

Q1: Why did I enter Armoda Square, eventhough I was doubtful, I'm a cheapo, and entry was RM6?

Q2: Why were Xian Tze and I the earliest ones, who so happened to arrive at the exact same time?

Q3: How did Xian Tze know to look into the red Myvi?

Q4: Why is it that the day I had to drive alone in KL, was the day XT and I were invited to the same party?

Q5: Why did I ask XT to get in before I parked and knocked my bumper off?

Q6: Why does XT know how to fix everything?

Q7: Why did XT have rafia string in his bag for no good reason?

Q8: Why does XT live opposite Pyramid, which was conveniently on the way to my home? And why did I overhear the discussion about his means of transport home?

Possible answer 1: Xian Tze was an angel God sent to me.

Possible answer 2: Coincidence.

Come on, God! It is all very convincing, but it just won't suffice. It's me; Sheryl. Try harder!

But still, don't freak me out.

:D

Love, Sheryl.

Replaying.

2010-06-25T00:03:00.005+08:00

(My first rap song :p)

We ended weeks ago.
I'd gotten over the pain,
but then I saw you yesterday
and now it's happening again.

Remember that day?
I waited 'til you were gone
and then I broke down and I cried
but after that I moved on.

But hey, surprise!
Whaddya know? I'm back again.
I try and I try
but I can't seem to keep you away.

Cos I still you hear you say;
Your voice, it keeps replaying,
from the time that you told me
how you were really feeling;

That you're still holding on,
and you just can't move on,
and baby honestly,
that's the way that I go on.

I counted on you to stay,
so please don't walk away,
cos baby honestly,
I need you back today.

I want a fairytale
so get my fucking feet off the floor.
I've had enough of these games.
This shit ain't fun no more.

That's it. That's enough.
I don't remember asking for this;
I wanted love and affection,
instead I get this bullshit.

Babe I'm hearing your voice;
baby is that really you?
Say it is babe,
cos I'm living on those words from you.

Please tell me you ain't leaving;
tell me you're only bluffing,
cos baby it feels like
you were saying this only yesterday:

That you're still holding on,
and you just can't move on,
and baby honestly,
that's the way that I go on.

I counted on you to stay,
so please don't walk away,
cos baby honestly,
I need you back today.

It's in my head;
baby I can't keep it out.
You're screaming and screaming,
I can't go anywhere without it.

Can't take it anymore.
I need you here with me.
I can't stop staring at the door
hoping I'll see you suddenly.

Baby just come back.
I know you're overthinking.
Baby please, don't do that;
that's why this love ain't working.

It's your damn voice I keep replaying;
wanna hear what you're saying.
And babe, I'm still believing,
cos I still hear you saying,

That you're still holding on,
and you just can't move on,
and baby honestly,
that's the way that I go on.

I counted on you to stay,
so please don't walk away,
cos baby honestly,
I need you back today.

,Sheryl.

Why live?

2010-05-26T13:18:00.009+08:00

Why are we all different? Why do we spend our entire lives figuring one another out? Why can't we all have the same thoughts, same ideas, same mentalities, same perspectives?

Well, what kind of a life would this be?

Why do we work? Why do we have to put in so much effort to get the things we want? Why don't the good things come easy?

Well... what kind of a life would this be?

Why is it that love is the most complicated, troublesome, emotional, tiresome, stressful, and the biggest hassle, but yet we live, and die, for it? Why love?

But what kind of a life would this be otherwise?

Most of the questions pertaining to life can be answered with that very rhetoric -

What kind of a life would this be?

or

What kind of a life would this be otherwise?

But that doesn't solve our problems, not in the least bit. Because then we ask,

So why live?

Why do we spend our entire lives, working and loving, knowing that every day we only come closer and closer to our deaths? Why do we dedicate our lives to providing for our children, our grandchildren, our great grandchildren, knowing we will not live to see how their lives turn out to be; and that they too, will eventually die?

But I know, those are questions most, if not all people ask. And it is a question no one knows the answer too. But here's something else to think about:

Do you think that maybe, just maybe, some people do end their lives ie. they commit suicide because they ask themselves that question and ultimately decide that the answer is to simply not live?

Maybe?

Does He (A song about Derik Nelson)

2010-04-21T23:59:00.003+08:00

I'm feeling a little blue, I put on a song you sang.
Cos I think I'll let your voice cheer myself up.
I've got the video... and I click play.

You sing This Ruined Puzzle, it's Dashboard Confessionals.
The verse you sang beautifully
You're finishing the chorus.
You go "Does he"... and my heart stops.

Say that again
Won't you repeat that?
Something in what you said
made my heart skip a beat
Say that again
Dare you repeat that?
The words that you've sung
What was that?
What just went through my heart?

I brush that aside, I couldn't have felt that.
It must've been a biological glitch.
I shake the thought...

You've gone through verse two, it was out of this world.
I take in the words
And all of a sudden
I hear "Does he"... I think my heart broke.

Say that again
Won't you repeat that?
Something in what you said
made my heart skip a beat
Say that again
Dare you repeat that?
The words that you've sung
What was that?
What just went through my heart?

How did that happen?
What just went wrong?
They were nothing but two simple words...
I'm clutching my heart now,
I'm bracing myself
for the next part...
You sing, "Does he"... There goes my heart.

Say that again
Won't you repeat that?
Something in what you said
made my heart skip a beat
Say that again
Dare you repeat that?
The words that you've sung
What was that?
What just went through my heart?

I am not obsessive mind you! :p

2010-04-16T20:01:00.002+08:00

Take me away,
from everything that's left in this world I know.
I'm so afraid to sleep tonight, it's killing me.
It's eating me up
and I don't want to be there when it ends.

Dear Dream Boyfriend.

2010-04-16T19:55:00.004+08:00

Keys on the piano black and white.
Tune up the drums, string the guitars.
Get up to the microphone.
Can you hear them when they call our name?

You're like the wind that's by my window pane.
You're screaming my name.
I've always been the song you're whispering.

(Baby whisper to me.)

Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?

First time we met, it was pretty strange,
and I was way out of my comfort zone,
and seeing your frown only made things worse.

I was so insecure.
It was nothing like what I was used to
but thank God I was there and he knew you.

Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?
Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?

You are that forbidden fruit
that if I picked, I would lose.
I don't want to, I don't want to.
Your eyes, I swear they don't lie.
They give me butterflies.
I don't want to, I don't want to.

Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?
Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?

Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?

2010-03-12T22:50:00.003+08:00

I shall blog today!

What to blog about what to blog about? I notice my previous posts are all about American Idol. So pathetic. I'll stop. I shall be like everyone else, and blog about my life.

Soooooo
Lately things have been good. No troubles no worries. I wake up everyday with a backache but a clear, free mind. I'm beginning to question my mindset that things could still be way better.

HOoowever, despite there being no troubles, there's still a lot going on in my head in the past couple of days. Won't tell you what they are just yet ;) but if things go my way, I will most definitely parade around ss15 with a loudspeaker and the news.

COLLEGE BEGINS NEXT WEEK (WOOHOO?) ! Orientation Day issss the 18th. Am I looking forward to it? I'm not so sure. Am I excited? Hell yeah. How that makes sense? No clue.

Plans for tomorrow: Asked 2/3 of my sweethearts to come help me clean out my wardrobe. They haven't replied yet but if they don't come I'll be very mad. Can't wait to see them. I'm craving a day in with nothing but best friends, DVDs, pizza, & of course, old clothes.

I talked to God last night. I don't remember asking for anything, but for some reason I have this 'answered prayer' feeling.

Okay byebye.

Wedding Dress

2010-03-02T21:42:00.008+08:00

Oh my God. I just watched Taeyang's Wedding Dress music video. Oh my God!

He looks so much like this guy. This guy that I've only met once, spoken to once, and couldn't stop thinking about for days. God. There's just something about him. Oh my GOD.

P/s:

2010-02-24T21:48:00.004+08:00

For the boys round tomorrow, I'm really looking forward to

TODRICK HALL :)

2010-02-23T23:24:00.000+08:00

Just downloaded this iPhone app for blogspot. Tuning in just to say hi :)

,Sheryl
via BlogPress.

Don't worry, be happy!

2010-02-15T21:30:00.002+08:00

'cause we all know we're worth so much more than that.

Single and...

2010-02-02T21:46:00.003+08:00

Q: How did I get over you?
A: I grew up.

Sorry to crush your self-indulgent dreams, but apparently the part of me you couldn't stand, was the part of me that thought you were everything to me ;) You lucked out, boy. It's your loss. SUCK IT.

...loving it.

One Repub... no, two republished :p

2010-01-29T23:24:00.006+08:00

LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMEE! Haha :p

I privated them a while after posting them, cos I thought they sucked. But you know what?

Whoooooo cares!

'Cause when I'm with him, I'm...

2010-01-29T22:29:00.007+08:00

I got back home from a long day, and was in the mood for a little KATY PERRY ;)

That's right: DON'T judge a book by its cover.

2010-01-29T02:55:00.005+08:00

NICOLE, you bitch!!!

She totally TRICKED Sam into sending Jen & William to eliminations, so Rebecca would lose, and leaveee! OMG I HATE NICOLEEEEEEEEEEEEE BITCH BITCH BITCH. Rebecca was so nice :(

And we thought the geeks were the nice ones!

BITCH

Word nerd.

2010-01-28T22:50:00.007+08:00

"If this show remains a talent competition rather than a popularity competition, you actually could win this entire show." - Simon Cowell on David Cook's Eleanor Rigby performance.

Guess it did ;)

Tonight I decided to search on Youtube for my absolute favourite performances ever on American Idol, and I got lucky! I found an entire playlist on every David Cook performance on Idol (minus Hollywood week 2 where he sang I'll Be), but I settled with that, and boooy did I fall in love with David Cook, All. Over. Again.

I'm telling you, probably only two people in the world I have never met have given me the desire to project my life towards meeting them and, well, cliche as it is, marry them (A). One of them is of course, DAVID COOK :D The other guy would have to be Derik Nelson, but after rewatching the videos of David's performances, Derik can sit in a corner for a little while. I'll get back to him later :)

The first week of public voting, David Cook performed Happy Together, remember? I swear, I could barely take my eyes off the screen, and somewhere during the song, I told myself that he was the one I'd be rooting for throughout the rest of the season. He was SEXY! :) It could've been the makeup and lighting, but I think it might've been the hair ;D He wasn't as attractive during the auditions, but then the HAIR changed, and everything else changed ;)

Then the weeks passed... he did Free's All Right Now, and then Lionel Richie's Hello, and that was when I, and thousands of girls around the Earth I bet, fell in love. If you can't remember that performance, I came prepared :p

Don't find that incredibly sexy? Wellp, why should I complain? ;)

"Juxtapose? Vindicating? Ostentatious? ... Optimistically pessimistic" - David Cook.

DN 1, Mr A -1

2009-12-31T02:28:00.003+08:00

Today, the attraction for Mr A has gone back down almost to zero (Yes, it's about time I mentioned the existence of a Mr A ._.), and Derik Nelson is back in the game! That's Mr Perfect :) for now. No mere silly Chinese dude can top DN on my list :) you not only have to be extra gorgeous and freakishly delicious, you also have to have the voice of an angel, and play both the acoustic guitar and the piano as if you were sent directly from heaven.

It's kinda funny. All I did was tell Bestfriend the full story on what happened, and suddenly with no good cause I find my dignity and independence ._. that sounds very overly dramatised. Well, Dignity & Independence were playing hide & seek and they forgot their roles ._.

And yeah, that's my new favourite emoticon:
._.
._.
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It's simply the perfect expression sometimes ;D oh I'm really starting to dig this one too:
8)
8)
8D

bahahahhah, I love it I love it :)

Well, goodnight! Ceramah tomorrow; new year's eve ._. pray I'll survive it. Oh and countdown-ing, at the same place again, as every year :( have fun tomorrow, guys, hmph.

<3, me.

Please, come back.

2009-12-29T18:21:00.006+08:00

R.I.P. James Owen Sullivan, 28th December 2009.

I know every fan says this, or something along the lines, but it's not all meaningless: He was a part of me. Not all, but a part. But that counts for a lot, because every bit of me makes up who I am. He was one of my idols, and one of those people I would look up on YouTube to cheer myself up. He was a part of the music that was part of my soul; the music that molded me into the person I am now. Every bit of me now has something to do with that music. My interests, my mentality; Avenged Sevenfold had been the basis to it all.

But it wasn't just about the music. It was about the people for who they are: M Shadows, Synyster Gates, Zacky Vengeance, Johnny Christ, and of course... The Rev. It wasn't the music videos that cheered me up, but the making-of videos, the recordings of the boys hanging out; all the mere, supposedly insignificant moments of their lives that changed mine. Them and All Time Low.

But this is not about All Time Low. It's not even about Avenged Sevenfold. It's about Jimmy Sullivan, who has left us here on Earth, hopeless, and doomed to miss him for the rest of our lives, some of us possibly even looking forward to death; with hopes to meet him in the 'afterlife', as many fans have stated. None of us will ever be the same again, whether or not it will show in the years to come. The change will be in our hearts, embedded neatly in the walls, pressed against all the other things that matter to us, reminding us from time to time of the gift that had been given to us both musically and spiritually.

To some, The Rev may not have been the best drummer ever. To most, he was a tad overrated. But what does it matter? Most, if not all, of the people who say that would never be able to play as well as him, touch as many hearts, and change as many lives... and NONE will ever be able to replace him. He, along with the rest of the band, was the heart of what Avenged Sevenfold is to us. Without him, there is a crack in that heart. Avenged is hurt, injured, sick. And with The Rev gone forever, the heart of Avenged Sevenfold, Pinkly Smooth, and all their fans, will be scarred for life.

Jimmy, your passing has made a mark on thousands of hearts out there, including mine right here. You will never be forgotten. It's not your death that we are mourning, but rather your life that we are celebrating. We love you.

Rest in peace.

And I know, I know it's not your time,
but bye bye.
And a word to the wise when the fire dies;
you think it's over but it's just begun.
But baby, don't cry.
You had my heart,
at least for the most part.
But everybody's gotta die sometime.

Fuck you, drugs.

2009-12-29T16:28:00.005+08:00

WHAT THE FUCK IS NATURAL CAUSES? How can a 28 year old man die of natural causes?!

Tell me this isn't happening.

Tell me The Rev is gonna jump out and tell us it was all a joke.

Tell me this is a dream and that I'll wake up and everything will be back to normal.

Yet another "blog revival" ;)

2009-12-27T21:37:00.003+08:00

Hahahahaha, sorry about the false information guys :D I didn't really expect anyone to notice. Besides Porky of course - my most loyal fan in all my blogging years ;)

Well, this time I don't think I'll be making another "Blog revival" announcement. Instead, I thought I'd just inform you loyal readers that I'm not actually going to be blogging much. I don't think I'm really cut out to be a blogger, and I've grown out of forcing myself to update everyday. What with Facebook and Twitter coming up in the past decade. There's really nothing much to blog about nowadays. "What I did today?" - it's all on Twitter!

So if you're really interested in what's going on in my life, you have three options, really -

One, visit my blog everyday and read the Twitter updates on my sidebar.
Two, visit my Twitter everyday. Or follow me, if you'd like.
Three, call me.

Bye! :)

With love, SHERYYYl <3

Sunny Day

2009-11-14T00:17:00.003+08:00

This is the official revival of superdupergoh.blogspot.com.

My memangthere love for rainbow colours has been coming up a lot lately. Probably because exams are nearly over! and I've got lots in store for when they finally are :) Lotsa colourful surprises coming up!

Nothing much to say :) Ciaozers

Everything is a blessing, but can the worst get any worse?

2009-09-21T22:13:00.009+08:00

It's so hard sometimes..

At first you succeed in believing that everything's a blessing, and that even the worst can only get better.
True enough, things have been looking up for you. For a while, nothing can be more powerful than a healthy, positive mentality.
But then later you realise - to your dismay - that all this while, discontent has been accumulating. It had actually found its place somewhere deep within you, eating away at your cardiac walls.
Eventually - as it builds up to a weight your optimism can not carry - it forces its way out of your heart and into your veins - flooding your mind, choking your senses.

What have you done?
You don't know.

What has become of you?
...

Who are you?

Thoughts flutter through your mind and fly away, desserting you. What's going on?
Suddenly there are questions begging to be answered - the answers to which you do not know.
Suddenly you don't even know who you are.

All you know is that suddenly, you wish you were anyone but you.

A new found love.

2009-08-22T01:06:00.004+08:00

Cobus Potgieter, my latest Youtube god.

Rain, rain, go away. Bring me germs another day.

2009-08-14T02:27:00.006+08:00

Hi guys,

I'm hungry. My stomache lining's secreting gastric juices at this hour, so I'm gonna have to make this quick. It seems only by sleeping can I communicate with my gastric glands...

I'd been at my cousins' place over in Kajang from Friday until yesterday, with the pure intention of seeking tutoring, and a study environment wherein supposedly no distractions should be found. I did manage to study, a little. My aunt Shirley taught me half the ref book in under two hours, and that's enough an accomplishment so I don't regret having gone to stay with them. However, I came home before she managed to finish teaching me the other half of the book, so I foresee hard times for this weekend... Dad's home too, from Jakarta, hopefully he can help.

Anyways I still haven't gotten off the ATL addiction. Haven't been watching vids or downloading pictures while I was away (no personal computer), but I've been daydreaming even more because of that, sigh. Awfully bad for my prep for the O's. And then when I came home I jumped back on with the youtubing and the pictures. AND, I made an ATL collage! It's at the bottom of this page, I put it there :) See if it loads quick. If not, lemme know, I'll resize it.

Damn, I need a life.

Oh, while I was at the cousins', I fell a little sick. I didn't actually realise I did until days after. I thought I was just lethargic from a super heavy lunch, but ah, it lasted for too long. It started off with the lethargy, a piercing headache (that lasted for 3 days), a mild sorethroat, and this warm internal feeling, though my temperature felt normal to those who tested. So I finally decided I'd fallen sick. Well, it came and went, the severity. As soon as I felt uncomfortable after that heavy meal I thought was the cause, I went to sleep (first on the living room floor, then in my cousin's room) until it was time to get up and LEARN ACCOUNTS! Hooray. That was actually why my aunt stopped teaching halfway through the book; I started to feel increasingly lethargic and so asked for a break - didn't continue after that. But aaanyhoos, I'm all better now. What's left is a stupid uncontrollable cough and stupid uncontrollable phlegm - very annoying. I don't know how to describe it, other than that I have a very upset chest that needs constant clearing. Chest, not throat.

So, it's back to school on Monday, guys. And that's when the Trials begin. Aren't we all excited. I can't wait to sit for a test!

Cheers.

A simple request.

2009-08-07T17:58:00.004+08:00

All I want is a friend I can flip off whenever I like.

Is that too much to ask?

ALL TIME LOW!

2009-08-05T19:14:00.014+08:00

I want them, and I need them, but someone tell me where to get them! O:

If anyone can just let me know, thanks :)

Oh, one more thing:

I love them; for all the little I know about them :))

They're the ultimate inspiration. ATL4lyf! ;)

[Edit]
Btw, I no longer want to marry Alex Gaskarth; he's engaged! Gasp! :P but of course, that doesn't mean I'm no longer a fan. He's still the awesomest singer/songwriter on Earth, Mars, EVER.

No such thing as falling out of love with All Time Low ((:

Besides, he & Lisa look superdupercute together! (;

Volatility

2009-08-03T16:02:00.004+08:00

For a moment, everything in the world seems right.
Then in a flash, you realise that nothing is.

Born one generation too late.

2009-07-26T20:38:00.004+08:00

Haven't found much time to blog lately; been studying. Of course, I couldn't possibly have been studying 100% of the time. So by studying, I pretty much mean 21% procrastinating, 78% staring at the book, & 1% studying.

I decided to blog tonight anyways, since I've already had an awesome weekend and I didn't feel like spoiling it by 78% staring at my Physics textbook.

Guess what I did yesterday? :)

I'll tell you anyway.

1) Picked rambutans.
2) Ate real guavas (original kampung ones).
3) Squatted by the road eating delicious, tested-by-squirrels durians.
4) Climbed a rambutan tree.
5) Tried to climb a coconut tree.
6) Visited a durian plantation.
7) Durian plantation - trekked.
8) Hunted durians.
9) Got bitten by a red ant (for the first time! :D)
10) Found durians.
11) Crossed a ditch. Ditch's depth = my height + a few inches.
12) Found durians.
13) Looked for more durians.
14) Kicked a durian tree.
15) Erased all hope of trying to kick durians off their trees.
16) Brought home yummy durians!

I sweated like a pig, and my thumbs were shaking so badly I couldn't even text. I am such a city girl. And I'm not proud of it.

Our parents had better childhoods, if you ask me. My dad lived in a kampung as a kid. After school, he'd gather with his friends and climb trees, swim in rivers, steal chickens.. sounds like a whole lotta fun :) That little kampung area, plus a few shops outside the perimeter, was his whole world for the first part of his life.

At 6, I'd been to the other end of the Earth and back. My brother, now 6 as well, has been on a plane more than half a dozen times. It might all sound really advanced compared to what our parents had seen at that age, but really, the experience I had yesterday, though only a minute part of my dad's entire childhood, made me realise this: We're the ones missing out.

City life is so hectic, that a few hours of kampung sights gave me so much peace and serenity; the moment we left, I suggested to my dad that we buy a large piece of land in that area and build a house (: despite the 7 billion mosquitoes per backyard, I wanted to stay. It was quiet and peaceful, and the air was so fresh, especially in the durian orchard. All the way back home, I daydreamt of living in the jungle. Ha! Whatthehell. Like a little holiday house by a pond, I guess :)

Wellp, to buy land, I'll need money. To get money, I'd need a job. To get a job, I kinda really need to study right now.

I told my dad I wanted to change the world. He asked how. I thought about it.

I think I'll be a preacher.

, Sheryl.

1000 faces would simply not be enough.

2009-07-13T23:04:00.003+08:00

My sidebar is twice as long as my total posts!
Omg I am SO

VAIN :D

Immature

2009-07-12T21:04:00.002+08:00

If only I were older; I'd know what to do.

How hard can it be?

2009-07-12T02:51:00.001+08:00

Having mixed feelings about this whole WordPress vs. Blogspot thing. I look at my WordPress page, and then at this Blogspot one, and it feels so odd O: It's like I can't believe they're both mine.

For some reason I feel more sophisticated using WordPress.

Went for a movie with the boys today. It's been awhile, and it's awesome to feel like some part of what I've been missing is back, to say the least :)

Watched Transformers 2, again. Didn't have that at-the-edge-of-my-seat effect, as compared to the first time, of course, but I understood it a whole lot better this time. Thanks Mas :D Oh, there was this little boy sitting a row in front of us; gosh, was he the cutest thing ever :D Only Mas and I were paying attention to him, though, 'cause we'd already seen the movie before. Well, he was sooo restless; standing and sitting and standing and sitting again, aaah! :D Effing adorable. There was even this one part where he stood up and started flinging his arms around, going "aahuuhaahuuhaah" :DDD hee, I can't wait to have kids :))

Well, there was a down side to my day as well. But I don't really know where to start. Like, how do you start talking about how you feel about something so minor? Something so unexpected, and totally inconspicuous to others. I mean, if it were to happen to someone else, it would pass by like a plane in the sky; greeted by an "Oh, hey, would you look at that", and forgotten in a flash. I suppose for me, it's just one of those times when you're so pissed off and hurt, and you have no idea who to blame. It's when you're drowning and suffocating in regret, disappointment, jealousy, and so much more, and you're yelling at yourself to stop having those ridiculous thoughts, but no matter how hard you try, there just isn't a way to simply calm down and bring all that pessimism racing through your head to a halt. It's one of those things I can never bring myself to just let be. One of those things that get to me and stay trapped in my chest until somehow, some way, I find a solution to it.

It's really hard for me, but, you'll never understand.

I think I got over it though. Ali said something about why I shouldn't be jealous, and it made a whole lotta sense. That is, if whatever that was is true and applicable, which it very likely isn't.

Okay, I won't go on. I'm saying all this with so much ambiguity, there's really no point. I'm just gonna go to bed and think it over just a little bit more.

Or maybe I'll talk to God tonight.

I just hope you were right.

Love, Sheryl.

This moving blogs thing never seems to get old (:

2009-07-11T23:12:00.000+08:00

I have this strange feeling this blog isn't gonna last ;D
but it's worth a shot.