Sunday, April 27, 2008

Charging by contact
Method of charging a neutral body with a charged body through direct contact.

Physics is charged with NEGATIVE charges.
Cheryl is neutral!
Cheryl gets into contact with Physics.
Cheryl acquires negative charges.
Eventually, both are of negative charges through charging by contact.

Therefore, since liike charges repel, Physics repels Cheryl, and vice-versa (:

(I wish)

Posted at 7:49 PM

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Sunday, April 20, 2008

17.47, 14.31.
What the hell are these, man. I'm disgusted ):

About 2 months left to make things right. Pull up your socks, Cheryl.

Posted at 9:36 PM

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Friday, April 18, 2008

Today during training, when I was staring out into the track because my performance was still not satisfactory, I suddenly turned emotional and realised something.

I miss seniors ):

Trainings (esp Sat ones) have been very different without Chewms and Weiling. Now that I'm a senior, it's hard to find someone to confide in and whine and complain to. (Yea I think I was pretty annoying with my consistent whining and emo-ness last year and I'm sorry to both of you for being irritating!) There's no one there to guide and lift me up when I'm down, cause now I have to help and guide juniors, and I can only turn to myself when I have difficulties in track. Now's a good example; I'm doing not-so-well but there's no one I feel confident in confiding in. I can safely say that you guys were the most understanding seniors ever and I really miss having you two around ):

Oh man I really really miss the ease of being able to talk to you about anything under the sun (and even more so since both of you were cool hurdlers too) and how trainings used to be so fun (and funny). Remember Zuriel and all that! I enjoyed every minute of training last year. And I love you two for always lending a listening ear and giving me encouragement when I needed it. For helping me to push myself and pick myself up when I'm down and for those little notes/words of encouragement. I think I'm the luckiest person ever to have both of you as seniors.

Chewms and Weiling! Thank you for being the guiding lights in my track life last year. I sounds like a sappy idiot (and at a rather unorthodox time of the year too) but I suddenly thought about both of you while training today and I miss you all terribly. Thank you both for leading our team to greater heights, for helping me through sec three. I'll try my best to be the great seniors that both of you are!

Posted at 9:06 PM

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Saturday, April 12, 2008

If hurdles were living things, they'd be quite heartless.

They can make a person fall deeply in love with them, and can leave a person in tears at the same time.

(Yes, the emo-kid inside of Cheryl has resurfaced. Again.)

It's so depressing, you know, when the latter occurs. So much that I didn't even smile or have any reaction whatsoever when I received my piano exams results which showed that I passed. (And to think I spent almost half an hour bawling my eyes out last month after that exam, crying endlessly to poor Debbie and Sarah about how I was going to fail miserably.) The rain in the morning didn't exactly help either; it killed my mood so much I didn't even feel like going to ORA with Debbie and Guanrong and all ):

Well at least there was Sarah to help liften up my spirits a little (: I shared my innermost, deepest, darkest secrets to dear dear Sarah (which made her fly in surprise while standing in the bus we were in hurhur) and we ate SUSHI (: Parkway is the coolz yo. And having Sarah there is super fun :D

Then daddy was being very nice today too! Because he won't be in town for my birthday next week he brought the family out for dinner to have a mini-celebration. But due to my bad mood from morning training, I was quite unenthu. Such a killjoy I tell you. Then when he asked what I wanted (in which I answered "I dunno" quite depressedly/unenthusiatically, also due to the training in the morning. I am such an emo kid.) he suddenly said "let's get an iPod"!! Omg daddy rocks I never thought he'd ever suggest to get such things. I LOVE DADDY MANZ.

Next week's gonna be spent on worrying about the 20th of April. Right now 20th is an even more important day than 19th. So much for sweet sixteen =/ I hope I won't do some kanasai timing like today's, if not I'll be the saddest 16-year-old kid ever.

Posted at 9:59 PM

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