<?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-5712705</id><updated>2011-08-02T09:15:15.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is so unpredictable like the sky... 1 moment it can b raining n yet the next moment itz sunny again... so is life.. filled wif many ups n downs like a rollercoaster in motion...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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>327</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-7143825783901387563</id><published>2009-08-13T14:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:35:28.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Not every good choice is God's choice and seeking God's will is the most important part. " This was what I took out of reading last night. Nearly all of our choices are good choices and good choices are aplenty, but there's only one that will be part of God's perfect plan for us. Sometimes there must be essential delays when God's plan includes not only our lives but also the lives of others. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7143825783901387563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7143825783901387563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7143825783901387563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7143825783901387563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-every-good-choice-is-gods-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2042860660378866178</id><published>2009-08-07T03:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T03:49:11.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i always thought i knew what love is when i see it. like how each time i see rach n dav, i used to picture them walking down the aisle. that was the picture of love to me. the epitome of a love and a relationship i knew. but now, all's changed. im really upset that things have ended like that. they made me believe there was love somewhere out there, but now i just think love does not exist. maybe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2042860660378866178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2042860660378866178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2042860660378866178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2042860660378866178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-always-thought-i-knew-what-love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-4811910010471531304</id><published>2009-07-30T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:45:42.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tonight's a happy night Üran to swan and back. dinner. monopoly. laughters, koksters, lame jokes, chillax.this is life!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4811910010471531304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=4811910010471531304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4811910010471531304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4811910010471531304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/tonights-happy-night-u-ran-to-swan-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-5489403303561718504</id><published>2009-07-25T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:26:00.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeee! COD was really exciting. rum sucks though. especially the horrible mixture of it with coke and other weird stuff.YIKES. but it was really fun watching people get all boisterous and crazy and high. song was funny to watch. cheryl was hilarious, and marc, i dunno what else to say. we started having a COD policeman to ensure that everyone was drinking enough too. quite eventful.this week saw</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5489403303561718504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5489403303561718504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5489403303561718504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5489403303561718504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/wheeee-cod-was-really-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-7993218065694764286</id><published>2009-06-28T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:58:10.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i would give anything just to see that shocked face expression again. that made my day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7993218065694764286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7993218065694764286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7993218065694764286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7993218065694764286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-would-give-anything-just-to-see-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3663726757475357474</id><published>2009-06-23T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:36:32.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's prolly one of the happiest days of this winter break. the sun was shining today, i woke early to meet mark and jess and kari and van and evelynn to skate. was really fun to catch up with people u grew up with. 10 years have passed since we first knew one another, on the rink. those nostalgic times of competing, travelling, training, falling, landing those jumps, ... now we've all grown up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3663726757475357474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3663726757475357474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3663726757475357474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3663726757475357474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-prolly-one-of-happiest-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3764785105029111144</id><published>2009-06-15T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:32:37.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't understand. i don't understand why there are some guys out there who are sooooo nice, yet they seek girls that can't even be bothered much about them, or in any case, are just empty vessels without much intelligence, character, personality or even skills. they're just pretty, or skinny, and that's all the nice guys are attracted to. what sort of world do we live in these days?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3764785105029111144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3764785105029111144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3764785105029111144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3764785105029111144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-595566617930797533</id><published>2009-06-08T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:39:04.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This seems more me!As an ESTJ, your primary mode of living is focused externally, where you deal with things rationally and logically. Your secondary mode is internal, where you take things in via your five senses in a literal, concrete fashion.ESTJs live in a world of facts and concrete needs. They live in the present, with their eye constantly scanning their personal environment to make sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/595566617930797533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=595566617930797533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/595566617930797533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/595566617930797533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-seems-more-me-as-estj-your-primary.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3646778319939431570</id><published>2009-05-23T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:48:57.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And He who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God's will.Romans 8: 26 - 27I'm starting to get a bit scared. Just when i was talking to Sally and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3646778319939431570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3646778319939431570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3646778319939431570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3646778319939431570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-same-way-spirit-helps-us-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-9159621824284725994</id><published>2009-05-23T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:06:16.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ESFJ ÜThe CaregiverAs an ESFJ, your primary mode of living is focused externally, where you deal with things according to how you feel about them, or how they fit in with your personal value system. Your secondary mode is internal, where you take things in via your five senses in a literal, concrete fashion.ESFJs are people persons - they love people. They are warmly interested in others. They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9159621824284725994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=9159621824284725994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/9159621824284725994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/9159621824284725994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/esfj-u-caregiver-as-esfj-your-primary.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-5757666235858425720</id><published>2009-05-16T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:15:43.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate it when people around me are not happy, or are troubled. it just makes me feel crappy cuz i can't seem to do anything to make them happier and i feel troubled with them when they r troubled.. the least i could do was to hear them out, let them tell me about their problems, but i can't solve them. if i could, i think i'll be God then. haha but seriously, why do all the nice people get into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5757666235858425720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5757666235858425720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5757666235858425720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5757666235858425720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-it-when-people-around-me-are-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-6533763822102021184</id><published>2009-05-12T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:48:35.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When God reveals, He really makes it obvious to you it's scary. I remember the story of the wool that remained dry and untouched by the morning dew. Not once, not twice but three times in the day - whether through people, dreams or just making me restless in bed with the thoughts, when all i wanted was just to sleep after a long day. He really woke me, metaphorically and physically. I knew it was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6533763822102021184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=6533763822102021184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6533763822102021184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6533763822102021184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-god-reveals-he-really-makes-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-9085193755256975289</id><published>2009-05-02T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:42:46.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you ever felt like knowing you won't get to see something or someone on a certain day just makes you feel like the day's just gonna be so crappy u don't want the day to come? and when the day comes u just feel like it's been a crappy one. Like you've wasted the entire day cuz u know something's missing.I have. Maybe i'm just random, or a lil emo, but it felt like the skies were gloomy, and i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9085193755256975289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=9085193755256975289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/9085193755256975289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/9085193755256975289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-you-ever-felt-like-knowing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-324711769914195894</id><published>2009-02-24T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:24:00.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>awwwwwwwwwww. i love friends who can sing. thanks andrew for Remember Us. some reallyyy really old hymn that i love but i can't play it since i don't play any musical instruments and i forgot how to sing it. kudos too to ken who loves the guitar but hates singing cuz he pulls off jay chous all the time (mumble). How 6 Songs Collide rocks my day! :))21 IN 4 DAYS. MAJORLY DEPRESSED THAT IM GONNA BE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/324711769914195894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=324711769914195894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/324711769914195894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/324711769914195894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/awwwwwwwwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-7794568005669318933</id><published>2009-02-17T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:57:32.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had an awesomeee day today. woke up, got ready, and went to the car wash with chez. she did most of the stuff, i only changed buttons from soap to rinse and wipe dry that sorta thing. then i worked pretty hard for 5 and a half hours.went off to the city to see if dicksmith really had 10cent pictures on tuesdays. apparently, printing photos on tues are 10 cents per piece. WHEE. collect </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7794568005669318933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7794568005669318933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7794568005669318933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7794568005669318933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/had-awesomeee-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-9079002525335536018</id><published>2009-02-07T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:17:02.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally im gonnna BLOG! it's been an awfully long time but yea im back to blogging! Had an awesomeeeee time at Jo's today. Celebrated her 21st with heaps of people around! It was FUN! there was the East and the West wing of food, literally. Asian and angmo food. We lao-ed yusheng, popped champage, had cake, and there was even a live lion dance performance! Melvin and Colin did the lion dance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9079002525335536018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=9079002525335536018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/9079002525335536018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/9079002525335536018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-im-gonnna-blog-its-been-awfully.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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/_unC1x6kNeyE/SY2wUdtWsKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-lqBatme5Zk/s72-c/P2080234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-5723738369685968354</id><published>2008-12-11T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:14:38.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first the 3 words, 8 letters made me tear.then the embrace made me weep.then this made me cry real bad :(Im sorry for everything.You deserve much better.Don't come looking for me.                                    -Chuckno more gossip girl to watch. SIGH! and this episode is suchhhhh a sad one. it's evoking my emotions at an unearthly 4am :((</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5723738369685968354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5723738369685968354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5723738369685968354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5723738369685968354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-3-words-8-letters-made-me-tear.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3709353289343810205</id><published>2008-12-02T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:19:48.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok beautifulME says:hhur hur sooo obliged.how'd u know if i meant it or not -.,- ME says:i dunME says:that's the thinghaha u are la..in ur own lil waysorry..in ur own enormous wayi don't know if i should hate u or what. basket.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3709353289343810205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3709353289343810205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3709353289343810205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3709353289343810205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/sz.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3284179617099194199</id><published>2008-11-27T08:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:49:50.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The last time I stepped on foot in the sunny isle of Singapore was February 29th. Now it’s 27th November, and it’s been 9 months since I saw the last street of the sunny strip. Anticipation and exhilaration fills my heart as I type this with the remaining 17% of my battery on the laptop on my way back. I’ve never felt such excitement to return back to Singapore. Never once, ever. It’s been so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3284179617099194199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3284179617099194199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3284179617099194199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3284179617099194199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-time-i-stepped-on-foot-in-sunny.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-5818597954453267303</id><published>2008-11-26T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:33:01.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24 hours to go! can't wait to get home!Another summer dayIs come and gone awayIn Paris and RomeBut I wanna go homeMmmmmmmmMaybe surrounded byA million peopleIStill feel all aloneI just wanna go homeOh I miss you, you knowAnother winter day has comeAnd gone awayAnd even Paris and RomeAnd I wanna go homeLet me go homeAnd I’m surrounded byA million peopleIStill feel aloneOh, let go homeOh, I miss </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5818597954453267303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5818597954453267303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5818597954453267303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5818597954453267303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/24-hours-to-go-cant-wait-to-get-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-4410131975231207801</id><published>2008-11-17T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:15:56.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9 days to home, 4 days till the end of exams! OMG. I CAN'T WAIT. seriously.Church Together was really quite fun although we had to sit in the grass for like hours. it was awesome bonding time though, a pity that samster coultn't come. o wells, i need to study man. im so slack it's as though exams are over. argh. im getting fatter. need more runninggg.I WANT BIG BIG CRAB, NOT JUST 1 OR 2 LEGS.Have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4410131975231207801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=4410131975231207801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4410131975231207801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4410131975231207801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/9-days-to-home-4-days-till-end-of-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-5900009014909003745</id><published>2008-11-13T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:09:18.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>once again, walked out of the exam hall knowing I'll be fine with You with me in the exam. Thanks God. It was an ok paper, some parts i think i'll get wrong but overall im happy. walked out 15mins before exam ended cuz i know God has done His part while i did mine :) wheeee. 2 more to go, 8 days before freedom!CAN'T WAIT TO GET HOME! 13 days to go!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5900009014909003745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5900009014909003745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5900009014909003745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5900009014909003745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/once-again-walked-out-of-exam-hall.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8324601752546172033</id><published>2008-11-11T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:57:01.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THANK YOU GOD :) thanks for being with me at the exam. i was so scared, but thank you for helping me to focus and concentrate on remembering those nasty equation and guiding me to the answers and for helping me ignore the growling of my hungry stomach. I just wanna shout out to you a BIG THANK YOU!From the highest of heights to the depths of the seaCreation's revealing Your majestyFrom the colors</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8324601752546172033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8324601752546172033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8324601752546172033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8324601752546172033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-god-thanks-for-being-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-1499754713164460937</id><published>2008-11-08T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:49:58.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wonder-grease womanwonder woman greasegreasy wonder womangreasy woman wonderwonderfully greasy womangreasily wonderful womanjust greasefor that, the pokes are NOT gonna stop. MUAHAHAHA</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1499754713164460937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1499754713164460937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1499754713164460937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1499754713164460937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/wonder-grease-woman-wonder-woman-grease.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-5147815338550463941</id><published>2008-11-06T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:04:37.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do not be anxious about anything, but in every circumstance and in everything, by prayer and petition with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.Phil 4:6-7God i need your wisdom and mercy on me. Help me to focus on what is important right now and help me not to be distracted by other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5147815338550463941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5147815338550463941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5147815338550463941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5147815338550463941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-not-be-anxious-about-anything-but-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-1975132427728346607</id><published>2008-11-03T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:36:39.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in great distress. wth would someone cook up another life story? now now. that is pretty schizophrenic. omg. God helppppp me. im sooooo damnnn annoyed. i dunno whether im more pissed at the things or am i more disappointed to know such an idiot.. WTH.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1975132427728346607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1975132427728346607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1975132427728346607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1975132427728346607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-great-distress.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2986249393354040884</id><published>2008-10-28T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:14:59.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Plea to Stop the Ticklespleaselike seriouslyplease dear.honeysweetheartbabemy loveaint no other woman who can take it but my loveif i wrote you a symphonywould you please stop tickling me?would u have mercy on my ribsnow baby ive been around the worldand i aint seen myself a meaner girlthese tickle marks are evidenceof the torture uve been giving mei could see us holding handswalking on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2986249393354040884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the tune of lion kingcan you feel the love tonightit is where we arecel's so cute..she deserves all the teasing...song just cant denyspastic rendition of can you feel the love tonight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8347297126046374970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8347297126046374970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8347297126046374970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8347297126046374970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-tune-of-lion-king-can-you-feel-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-1857741765687663600</id><published>2008-10-13T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:11:01.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>song: celly u can eat, u can stay obese cuz i like it u just the way u arecel: imma bout to eat, and im well-equipped can u handle me the way i arequite talented i must say, and thanks for the encouragement, i will persevere and prove you wrong song. just u watchhh!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1857741765687663600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1857741765687663600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1857741765687663600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1857741765687663600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-celly-u-can-eat-u-can-stay-obese.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-1708663963494295404</id><published>2008-10-04T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:31:05.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the bet is on. if i can lose 6kgs before i head back to singapore, sz and russell will have to kiss and hug each other and bring me to xlb steamboat buffet at crystal jade. BUT if i lose, i will have to hug and kiss whoever they want me to. 8 weeks, 2 mths, i MUST DO IT :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1708663963494295404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1708663963494295404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1708663963494295404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1708663963494295404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/bet-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2300075820412640743</id><published>2008-07-02T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:27:42.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yayy!! im typing on a macbook air in the new apple shop in sydney! it's a massive 3 level store with fulll length glass panels! hhaaha sydney is a really fun place. good for holidaying or working but if i were to study here, omg, i think i will fail miserably because it is so fun! so much to shop, play and EAT. eating out here is total utility maximised. i get really happy and jolly n fatty too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2300075820412640743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2300075820412640743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2300075820412640743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2300075820412640743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/yayy-im-typing-on-macbook-air-in-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-7804792485890833782</id><published>2008-06-28T05:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T05:21:50.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i suspect i have temporomandibular disorder (TMD) caused by stress! i've had this terribleeee jaw pain for a week and it is not going away. it is there when i talk, when i eat, when i shower, basically, u get the point. it is there 24/7. i might have clenched my teeth, perhaps due to the cold but o wells, i don't really know. the treatment is a 2 weeks holiday to sydney! flying off in bout 6 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7804792485890833782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7804792485890833782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7804792485890833782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7804792485890833782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-suspect-i-have-temporomandibular.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-413787606524836307</id><published>2008-06-11T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:00:12.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im back on blogging. im bored and tired of studying. SIGH.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/413787606524836307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=413787606524836307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/413787606524836307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/413787606524836307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back-on-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2988584716552131145</id><published>2008-01-27T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T02:11:23.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeeee!! suppose to watch 27 dresses with shu n daryl tdy but the tix were running out and so we explored dempsey hill instead. headed to hotdot, a brewhouse. pretty cool, i had a green lager beer, supposedly good for health with its spirulina content! ( less guilt for the excess calories) on the way there i think we got honked many times because we cut quite a few lanes! kudos to brave daryl </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2988584716552131145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2988584716552131145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2988584716552131145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2988584716552131145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/wheeeee-suppose-to-watch-27-dresses.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-6067418391120692478</id><published>2008-01-15T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:57:47.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last weekend saw the entrance of a new maid, whose name is Misty. now now, she's taken my alias and now i can't use my long-time alias anymore lest i become a maid. no, that is not going to happen to me. haha so, my other alias, cellywelly is gonna come in full swing! no wonder they say being a civil servant is like having an iron rice bowl that never breaks. i get it now, judging from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6067418391120692478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=6067418391120692478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6067418391120692478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6067418391120692478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-weekend-saw-entrance-of-new-maid.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8555076520897209763</id><published>2008-01-11T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:41:56.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel accomplished. i bought a warehouse skirt for winter at 70% discount! wahahaha. i feel soooo good. i need more winter clothes now that global warming is making temperatures severely extreme. hot summer will come soon and then winter will be here. can't wait to get back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8555076520897209763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8555076520897209763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8555076520897209763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8555076520897209763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-feel-accomplished.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8568003808116403871</id><published>2008-01-02T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T00:16:40.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year! Hope this year will be a better one than last, although not saying last year was bad. It had its fair share of hppy moments as well as sad and unpleasant moments.NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONSAchieve as many HDs as possible.Reach my optimum weight.Be a better friend.Learn a musical instrument.Grow closer to God.on the 1st day of a brand new year, i can already forsee many problems that will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8568003808116403871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8568003808116403871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8568003808116403871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8568003808116403871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-hope-this-year-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8558890922821015404</id><published>2007-12-17T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:38:32.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im feeling lost. i feel a void in my heart. i think it's the hormones acting up, in other words, pms. yayyy im getting baptised this sunday. i can't wait. im nervous and i havent written my testimony. i have so much to say, but i don't know where to start. PRAY for me please! i loveee that song So Close by Jon McLaughlin. awwwww i think it was in someone's wedding recently. it's sweet. o wells, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8558890922821015404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8558890922821015404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8558890922821015404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8558890922821015404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-feeling-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3889893690809248676</id><published>2007-11-27T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:23.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gaoli getting hyped about the donutsMY DONUTS! A WHOLE DOZEN!the varietyyhaha, long hours? NO WAYYYYWHEEE!! im officially in the group where crazy singaporeans actually queue hours to buy donuts. nuts u think! i think so too, but the queue was short today so gaoli and i decided to join the crowd! and sooooo i bought a dozen donuts. hahhha never felt sooo accomplished because people actually queue</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3889893690809248676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3889893690809248676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3889893690809248676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3889893690809248676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/gaoli-getting-hyped-about-donuts-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unC1x6kNeyE/R0sIcbs9WsI/AAAAAAAAACs/2_8E4FZTiAE/s72-c/IMG_3394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-2601707567846461062</id><published>2007-11-23T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T12:42:53.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORD OF THE DAYdeipnosophist \dyp-NOS-uh-fist\, noun:Someone who is skilled in table talk.At the age of six his future as a deipnosophist seemed certain. Guzzling filched apples he loved to prattle. Hogging the pie he invariably piped up and rattled on.xiao long bao in less than 2 hours! JASMINEEEE!! damn excited to meet u! dou jiang, you tiao is missing u! you stone, 3 more days!! hahahha </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2601707567846461062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2601707567846461062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2601707567846461062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2601707567846461062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/word-of-day-deipnosophist-dyp-nos-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2790397486255002468</id><published>2007-11-22T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T00:23:05.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wiseacre \WY-zay-kuhr\, noun:One who pretends to knowledge or cleverness; a would-be wise person; a smart aleck.A wiseacre on the Oakland to Los Angeles shuttle this week said the next technological leap would be implanting cell phones into people's heads. He was kidding -- we think.Yay! went to cut my hair today. my hair stylish resigned to open his own hair salon in sabah! goshhh i was sooo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2790397486255002468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2790397486255002468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2790397486255002468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2790397486255002468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/wiseacre-wy-zay-kuhr-noun-one-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3594814423610572152</id><published>2007-11-21T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:22:29.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORD OF THE DAYextirpate \EK-stur-payt\, transitive verb:1. To pull up by the stem or root.2. To destroy completely.3. To remove by surgery.A plant growing where it shouldn't is a weed. An object for which you have no need or sentimental attachment is garbage. Extirpate the one, toss the other.I AM HOME! wheeeeee haha had supper after i touched down. many thanks to sam, kx, tim for fetching me! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3594814423610572152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3594814423610572152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3594814423610572152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3594814423610572152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-home-wheeeeee-haha-had-supper.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3376043353617199145</id><published>2007-11-19T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:52:20.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can hardly wait to be back! in 24hours, i'll be on the plane, prolly talking to evan and sam or sleeping! but im kinda missing perth now ald. i will miss cooking for ppl, going to school, studying in the med lib, cleaning / washing plates, going to chloe's, shopping, jogging to cottesloe beach, hanging out with friends, church n cell. gosh. now ice world kallang is back! how 4 mths made such a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3376043353617199145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3376043353617199145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3376043353617199145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3376043353617199145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-can-hardly-wait-to-be-back-in-24hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-7272147916634675658</id><published>2007-11-18T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T00:10:49.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>comport \kum-PORT\, transitive verb:1. To conduct or behave (oneself) in a particular manner.intransitive verb:1. To be fitting; to accord; to agree -- usually followed by 'with'.Considered friendly and funny in private, the queen has a formal, remote air in public that some people attribute to shyness and others say is a reflection of her belief that, as monarch, she should comport herself with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7272147916634675658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7272147916634675658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7272147916634675658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7272147916634675658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/comport-kum-port-transitive-verb-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8787898503943501570</id><published>2007-11-15T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:24.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORD OF THE DAYhector \HEK-tur\, noun:1. A bully.transitive verb:1. To intimidate or harass in a blustering way; to bully.intransitive verb:1. To play the bully; to bluster.salespersons who glom onto you and relentlessly hector you until you buy a service agreement.FUNNNN DAY! i took loads n loads of chocolates, and we had great dinner at ciao italia. jo, her dad, cher and colin! yummyy... the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8787898503943501570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8787898503943501570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8787898503943501570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8787898503943501570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/word-of-day-hector-hek-tur-noun-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unC1x6kNeyE/RzxhC8hC21I/AAAAAAAAACU/UzyLFSCvGP4/s72-c/IMG_3238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-7560979191692481644</id><published>2007-11-15T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:24.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORD OF THE DAYflaneur \flah-NUR\, noun:One who strolls about aimlessly; a lounger; a loafer.The restricted hotel lobby has replaced the square or piazza as a public meeting place, and our boulevards, such as they are, are not avenues for the parade and observation of personality, or for perusal by the flaneur, but conveyor belts to the stores, where we can buy everything but human understanding.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7560979191692481644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7560979191692481644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7560979191692481644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7560979191692481644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/word-of-day-flaneur-flah-nur-noun-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unC1x6kNeyE/Rzs3QweXtTI/AAAAAAAAACM/4Uy1_R5cxJk/s72-c/IMG_3235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-5611447287467104386</id><published>2007-11-13T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:40:12.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry i missed a day of word of the day! was cramming for last paper today! wahahh anyways, here goes!WORD OF THE DAYperfervid \puhr-FUR-vid\, adjective:Ardent; impassioned; marked by exaggerated or overwrought emotion.Or under the button-down exterior of a familiar Westchester suburbanite was there a giant cockroach eager to mud-wrestle a man in black? Or was this merely a quirk of Miss Polk's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5611447287467104386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5611447287467104386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5611447287467104386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5611447287467104386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/sorry-i-missed-day-of-word-of-day-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-554031182025955859</id><published>2007-11-11T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:42:56.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORD OF THE DAYmercurial \mur-KYUR-ee-uhl\, adjective:1. [Often capitalized] Of or pertaining to the god Mercury.2. [Often capitalized] Of or pertaining to the planet Mercury.3. Having the qualities of shrewdness, eloquence, or thievishness attributed to the god Mercury.4. Changeable in temperament or mood; temperamental; volatile.5. Of, pertaining to, or containing mercury.6. Caused by the use </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/554031182025955859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=554031182025955859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/554031182025955859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/554031182025955859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/word-of-day-mercurial-mur-kyur-ee-uhl.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-7372737562692054783</id><published>2007-11-10T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:51:22.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>deleterious \del-uh-TIR-ee-us\, adjective:Harmful; destructive; pernicious.Heat, especially year-round heat, has an even more deleterious consequence: it encourages the proliferation of life forms hostile to man.the party was not bad. at least everyone more or less enjoyed it i guess.. chloe was in suchhhhh a shock when she realised it was not the cambodia team that was in her house but us! awww.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7372737562692054783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7372737562692054783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7372737562692054783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7372737562692054783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/deleterious-del-uh-tir-ee-us-adjective.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2596956398197343598</id><published>2007-11-09T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:02:29.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>polyglot \POL-ee-glot\, adjective:1. Containing or made up of several languages.2. Writing, speaking, or versed in many languages.noun:1. One who speaks several languagesYes, Burgess loved to scatter polyglot obscurities like potholes throughout his more than 50 novels and dozens of nonfiction works. He could leap gaily from Welsh to French to Malay to Yiddish in one breath.I'm glad Chloe lovedd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2596956398197343598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2596956398197343598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2596956398197343598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2596956398197343598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/polyglot-pol-ee-glot-adjective-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8683039849752460562</id><published>2007-11-08T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:09:01.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gone with the wind. i was blown away literally. jogging at 7 is just terrible. jogged from layton to cottesloe beach, but i couldn't jog back because the wind was pushing me. yet again i zig-zaged, then i gave up. it was tooooo tedious. aching now. terribly klutzy. banged my knee in the med lib, banged my toe on the wardrobe after. little wonder why my toe nail fell out today. blah. o wells, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8683039849752460562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8683039849752460562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8683039849752460562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8683039849752460562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/gone-with-wind.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8862919670940988306</id><published>2007-11-06T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T22:57:19.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another strange thing happened to me today. was walking out of winthrop hall after ebs exam today and i sort of tripped the pavement a bit. guess what,that broke my thong. the thong part came off and i couldnt walk without the thing flapping! in the end i had to tie a rubber band to it while attempts to call hostelites failed to retrieve a pair of slippers. went to city to shop thinking i will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8862919670940988306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8862919670940988306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8862919670940988306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8862919670940988306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-strange-thing-happened-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2552934804515101375</id><published>2007-11-05T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:41:59.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the day has been bizarre. was hungry while studying in the med lib n so i got dear wan ting to bring me some food. she could only get bread but it was sweet that she got butter and sugar as well! so ehhh i was in a nice position where everyone could see what i was doing. i tried to get the butter onto the bread using the serviette to as my "knife". and then i poured the sugar on. i felt quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2552934804515101375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2552934804515101375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2552934804515101375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2552934804515101375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-has-been-bizarre.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2871047189921667819</id><published>2007-11-04T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:34:56.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>indeed whoever wise said there's no shortcut in life was right. i tried to save time by frying an egg in a pot instead of the frying pan and guess what? yes right right, the egg got stuck to the bottom of the pot because it is not non-stick. blah. in the end i spent a lot of time trying to scrub the pot clean. o wells...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2871047189921667819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2871047189921667819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2871047189921667819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2871047189921667819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/indeed-whoever-wise-said-theres-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-139365362563829535</id><published>2007-11-04T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:58:47.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! i found someone else who flys on 20th nov at 10pm to singaporee!! yay EVANN! i shrieked in the carpark in broadway when i found out. silly me. less boredom now that there is at least 1 other person that i can talk to! FA and EBS, cant wait for those 2 to end so i can focus on studying for management for 1 wholeeeeee week. sleepy.i give up. it's painful. it will come to me in time to come.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/139365362563829535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=139365362563829535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/139365362563829535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/139365362563829535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/yay-i-found-someone-else-who-flys-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-4801652092833553816</id><published>2007-11-03T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T20:41:52.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeee!! im happy after seeing fireworks. it was cool cuz i was baking and out of a sudden i heard fireworks sound. i dashed out n i was right! stood on top of the table to try to see it cuz there was a tree blocking my view. -_- hahhaa but it was fun. it's common in aus tho. when i was in sydney years ago, a school funfair ended with a fireworks show too! that was romantic tho, i remembered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4801652092833553816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=4801652092833553816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4801652092833553816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4801652092833553816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/11/wheeee-im-happy-after-seeing-fireworks.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3593747429910187853</id><published>2007-10-30T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:35:41.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'll never ever run at 7pm again. it was freeezzzinng cold not because it was low temperature but because of the crazzyyyy wind. i almost got blown away! kept running in zig zags because the wind kept pushing me. crazyness. was productive today! (no i didn't give birth) i studied half the EBS syllabus today! soooo. im gonna chiong macro tmr n thurs n fri. staying at nat's or shu's on thurs so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3593747429910187853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3593747429910187853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3593747429910187853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3593747429910187853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/ill-never-ever-run-at-7pm-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3982833923417432937</id><published>2007-10-28T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:34:51.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eewww. i just found a pupae on the sink. and i drowned it in hot water. guess it's swimming its way down the sewage now. which reminds me, do u know flies become flies? let me tell u! funny how i read this in the Straits Times when it's down here that flies are ABUNDANT and i swore that day cuz 1 landed on my lip. it stole a kiss from me, damn it! anyway, eggs of flies are hatched, and in 24 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3982833923417432937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3982833923417432937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3982833923417432937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3982833923417432937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/eewww.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2688490169556345497</id><published>2007-10-28T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:24.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to chloe's again today to bake estee's birthday cake... haha it was REALLLLYYY FUN. i was reallly bo bo. when we were mixing the cake mixture using the cake mixer, i tried to remove one of the prongs and guess what, i pressed the wrong button. at the 45 degree angle, the prong did not come out, but rather it started whirling and i got chocolate all over my jumper, as well as on dotty's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2688490169556345497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2688490169556345497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2688490169556345497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2688490169556345497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-to-chloes-again-today-to-bake.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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/_unC1x6kNeyE/RyN8NZcib5I/AAAAAAAAACE/FokQddOy0h4/s72-c/27102007592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-938305916732530265</id><published>2007-10-26T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T08:50:43.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's gonna be a great day because for once in lif, the alarm clock rang just when i finished a niceee dream. haha i dreamt that i was in china (think the yuan undervaluation and studying of macroecos has contributed to it) with churchies for mission. and we stepped into this skate shop where the best skates, ie riedell gold and risport (dunno which model) were going at 500 yuan!!! equivalent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/938305916732530265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=938305916732530265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/938305916732530265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/938305916732530265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/todays-gonna-be-great-day-because-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-5723163289236258146</id><published>2007-10-22T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:41:34.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the tension and stress is getting to meee... less than 2weeks to exams yet im STILL slacking. im starting to get a bit worried... MO test tmr. grr. i hate MO. it's a useless unit. bleah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5723163289236258146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5723163289236258146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5723163289236258146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5723163289236258146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/tension-and-stress-is-getting-to-meee.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-966946308863542114</id><published>2007-10-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:00:58.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im terribly embarrassed. was trying to get the chee cheong fun during dim sum today and in the midst of it, the serving spoon slipped and landed pronto on my white pants before crashing to the floor under chester's seat. grrrr.. my lovely white pants. and everyone stared at me. blah. how klutzy can i be man?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/966946308863542114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=966946308863542114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/966946308863542114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/966946308863542114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-terribly-embarrassed.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2265056156557307016</id><published>2007-10-21T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:25.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> breakfastt!!what a glorious day!dot.chloe.cel.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2265056156557307016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2265056156557307016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2265056156557307016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2265056156557307016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/breakfastt-what-glorious-day-dot.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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/_unC1x6kNeyE/Rxoq35ntSaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Gk0L85oWqNI/s72-c/20102007579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-8571589756692599953</id><published>2007-10-20T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:25.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> wheee!! cellywelly is happy tdy. jogged frm home to cottesloe beach again. met chloe n dot for brekky at the blue duck. yummmm the pancakes were SOOOO good. the beach was awesome tdy except for the little showers. went home, and awhile later, the whole bunch of sam, carol, kaixiang, tim, hanhui, wanting came over n we celebrated sam n han hui's bday! LOADS of food again. we had curry, turkish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8571589756692599953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8571589756692599953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8571589756692599953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8571589756692599953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/wheee-cellywelly-is-happy-tdy.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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/_unC1x6kNeyE/RxonYZntSYI/AAAAAAAAABk/nUfrL4_Xt2w/s72-c/IMG_3166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-1481513971396687561</id><published>2007-10-18T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:26.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheee!! cellywelly is happy with the apple pie. a tad tart from the lack of sauce but it looks and smells n tastes good. ((:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1481513971396687561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1481513971396687561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1481513971396687561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1481513971396687561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/wheee-cellywelly-is-happy-with-apple.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unC1x6kNeyE/RxdqvZntSXI/AAAAAAAAABc/g7ghw5RbRsY/s72-c/IMG_3164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-4171071193709715040</id><published>2007-10-16T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T18:00:21.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jogged frm mosman beach to north cottesloe beach n back ytd evening. it was a nice 6km jog cuz im practically jogging on the beach itself! it's only 2 streets away frm home. im sooo excited to start a joggin regime. mon, wed, fri. anyone? ((:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4171071193709715040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=4171071193709715040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4171071193709715040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4171071193709715040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/jogged-frm-mosman-beach-to-north.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8802905879783208684</id><published>2007-10-15T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:14:41.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>can't wait for the exams to be over. im starting to get really stressed up over many things. exams, chubbiness amongst other things. I will be still, know you are God though. some stress is good. strengthens the heart, and makes it more receptive to anticipating and absorbing shocks. lack of sleep is making me nutty. im turning into nutella soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8802905879783208684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8802905879783208684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8802905879783208684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8802905879783208684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/cant-wait-for-exams-to-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-7296984856147678757</id><published>2007-10-14T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:52:00.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a crazzzyyyy hectic weekend. cell on friday nite, sat morning was suppose to go to subi market but in the end we stayed at chloe's till it was time for them to go for skit prac. i went and got dragged into it. so impromtu but it was fun ((: stayed over at chloe's cuz her folks stayed in burswood for the nite and we had cool korean bbq in da chang jin. supper was a wholllleee bunch of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7296984856147678757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7296984856147678757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7296984856147678757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7296984856147678757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/had-crazzzyyyy-hectic-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-1304447741362257646</id><published>2007-10-08T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:33:52.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blah. tried making melting moments but i think they dun taste as good as those in school. shld have added more butter and sugar. looking forward to watching movieee tmr nite! this will be my second movie since i got to perth. HOW SAD IS THAT!!?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1304447741362257646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1304447741362257646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1304447741362257646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1304447741362257646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-1028487566888781197</id><published>2007-10-03T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:41:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Late Answer - Philip LevineBeyond that stand of firswas a small clearing,where the woods ran out of breath or the winds beat them back.No one was born there and no one would be,but you could bury a lonely man there or an animal you didn't want out for flies to eat.As we passed under the trees,you were cold and took my hand and felt a shiver pass through me,but you didn't let go.When you spoke </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1028487566888781197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1028487566888781197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1028487566888781197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1028487566888781197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/late-answer-philip-levine-beyond-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-5560482397187836084</id><published>2007-10-03T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:26:12.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as i wrote the lines, a little sadness overcame me. friday is about to come and i don't want it to end so soon. i've just gotten to know everyone a little better, and i don't want it to end 12am 6october. the verse romans 8:28 keeps ringing in me. "And we know that in all things, God works for the good of those who love Him." life definitely will go on, but with much less noise and interaction </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5560482397187836084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5560482397187836084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5560482397187836084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5560482397187836084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-i-wrote-lines-little-sadness.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-7732793398076020074</id><published>2007-09-30T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:37:55.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cellywelly is deaddd tired. im sooo tired im falling asleep even when im typing this! family camp was really great! learnt a whole bunch of new things as well as accepted the gift of speaking in tongues. never thought i will do that so soon but o well ((: tdy was a terrible day because when ches n justin dropped me off home, the key cldnt open the main door! all 4 of us, chez, ches, justin n i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7732793398076020074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7732793398076020074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7732793398076020074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7732793398076020074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/cellywelly-is-deaddd-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-6265017529622469805</id><published>2007-09-26T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:05:57.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been raining a lot this week. kinda sucky because it's suppose to be spring already! can't wait for the sun to be out ALL THE TIME and have no rain. hmmm maybe at night when im about to sleep, that will be fantastic. 4 major assignments to complete and 2 groups assignment! HAPPY POTTER'S is terrible. i hate financial accounting. o btw i cooked bah kut teh. my shi fu did a great job at teaching </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6265017529622469805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=6265017529622469805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6265017529622469805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6265017529622469805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/been-raining-lot-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8865282325413409864</id><published>2007-09-20T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:55:35.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havent been feeling well since sunday. i don't know how i managed to get gastric when im eating soooo much! tried taking some pills but they don't work more than 2 hours. blah!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8865282325413409864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8865282325413409864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8865282325413409864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8865282325413409864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/havent-been-feeling-well-since-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-6416324261614947492</id><published>2007-09-17T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:26.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went rockclimbing today with my church friends and it was AWESOME. hahah i feel like a bag of old bones though cuz i havent been exercising much! i was kinda upset i didnt make it up the slope 15, but o well. will try it again another time. i'm bruised by the harness cuz i kinda rested a lot to try to get up that slope n slippped off a lot too. blahhhhh i needa start training already! so JASMINE,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6416324261614947492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=6416324261614947492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6416324261614947492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6416324261614947492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-rockclimbing-today-with-my-church.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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/_unC1x6kNeyE/Ru6FTUgtYqI/AAAAAAAAABU/UmAAIHaCuYg/s72-c/rockclimbing003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-2152706009953558551</id><published>2007-09-15T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:48:36.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>staying over at michelle's was really cool. cant imagine hw having 3 girl in the house would be, like toilets n stuffs, but i tink it's nice to be so closely knitted to sistas. i love nlcc. it's just like angora, except that im nt familiar with the ppl here yet. thing is, nlcc ppl r REALLY PASSIONATE, which makes me kinda feel so cold and devoid of passion. cell group ytd was really fun, learnt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2152706009953558551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2152706009953558551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2152706009953558551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2152706009953558551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/staying-over-at-michelles-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-7253795110448850495</id><published>2007-09-14T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:45:24.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ate so so so much today. had brunch cuz i woke up late, then headed to school. had lunch with cher, then we studied. he left at 2 plus to watch cirque du soleil. ahhhh jealousy. i wanna watch that too but it's so expensive. at 5, sam n i went back to their house, where carol cooked bak kut teh!! IT WAS AWESOME. im gonna try cooking it too! then kx n timo came and all 5 of us went to fremantle. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7253795110448850495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=7253795110448850495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7253795110448850495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/7253795110448850495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/ate-so-so-so-much-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3600471252096835068</id><published>2007-09-10T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:54:40.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a bad day. yesterday i took someone's dustbins without knowing it belongs to someone. my house doesnt have so i went out and i saw a few unlabelled ones so i took them in. guess what. they belong to people. (duh) so i received a note today to return the bins and never to use them again. wth. im new and im currently living alone and no one told me what to do. i wished i had written </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3600471252096835068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3600471252096835068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3600471252096835068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3600471252096835068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-5142265728011993095</id><published>2007-09-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T00:46:39.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another stupid thing happened to me yesterday. no wait it's me and wan ting. we were happily strolling down te james oval to the guild when a soccer ball flew in our direction, but we were too engrossed in our gossipping that we didnt see it coming. when we finally saw, the 2 of us shrieked! the entire lawn stared at us and it didnt help that it was all guys! but lucky thing this guy came to save</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5142265728011993095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=5142265728011993095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5142265728011993095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/5142265728011993095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-stupid-thing-happened-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-3337305566797575874</id><published>2007-09-03T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:47:10.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the funniest thing happened to me today. i took cher's car home and i wanted to bring my textbook to study at their place. GUESS WHAT. i forgot to take keys from joline. and so i cldnt get into the house AT ALL. sighhh!! tmr management n organisations test and i havent studied. FAINT. please pray that i can pass! it's 20% of my total grade for this sem. dieee... especially since my essay writing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3337305566797575874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3337305566797575874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3337305566797575874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3337305566797575874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/funniest-thing-happened-to-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8956681575043292194</id><published>2007-08-26T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T20:55:58.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is such a moody day. it rained non stop from morning till afternoon till after we came back from rockingham. it's as though the heavens was crying over how im feeling now. so many things to worry about and there is this huge big wall that seems to shut me away from people. i don't know why, i don't feel like talking anymore. maybe it's just the weather. moving house soon, and the new house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8956681575043292194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>every time i'm about to fall asleep, i end up trying to stay awake and smiling to myself, because im scared my nose will be pinched once i start to fall asleep. u make me like an idiot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3313911515260759336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=3313911515260759336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3313911515260759336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/3313911515260759336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/08/every-time-im-about-to-fall-asleep-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8394716567943436765</id><published>2007-08-05T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:28.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8394716567943436765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8394716567943436765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8394716567943436765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8394716567943436765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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/_unC1x6kNeyE/RrW37AfBFrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_KGHwqyknro/s72-c/28072007481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-8790353672397251692</id><published>2007-08-05T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T19:41:29.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a rare time again to be online cuz i really dun haf internet access here! will be getting one soon i hope! anw, had a great week in school, with tutorials and rides to school cuz manning is so far but lucky thing we have a fren who drives us to school! this week we were1. disturbed by a group of negros on the bus and we freaked out so we got off the bus n walked for 3 streets b4 calling for help</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8790353672397251692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8790353672397251692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8790353672397251692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8790353672397251692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/08/rare-time-again-to-be-online-cuz-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-4463347204681335017</id><published>2007-07-26T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:09:01.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im finally online after 2 days of trying to get online! life here is pretty chilly with loadss of drizzling which is quite annoying but im glad winter's almost over! had dinner at jo's cousin's place ytd and tdy and he cooks pretty well!! school is so slack. went for 2 hours of lecture tdy, 3 hours ytd and that's all for school! tutorials start next week so wil be getting busy. heading down to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4463347204681335017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=4463347204681335017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4463347204681335017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4463347204681335017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-finally-online-after-2-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8776298674153524218</id><published>2007-07-13T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:13:29.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8776298674153524218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8776298674153524218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8776298674153524218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8776298674153524218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unC1x6kNeyE/RpZdWBnXi7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TSsOOjTAULU/s72-c/12072007397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712705.post-2871386717555536974</id><published>2007-07-13T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:53:11.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had the time of my life today! 12th july 2007, i'll never forget this day!8.30am: woke up9.00am: left home to head to the zoo10.00am: reached the zoo, waited for ah soh n joey10.30am: WE'RE IN THE ZOOOOOO! took pics, visited almost ALLL the animals except camels which we cldnt find..4.00pm: left the zoo to meet thiri n eugene n sugato to watch harry potter.5.00pm: stupid sugato! last min say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2871386717555536974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2871386717555536974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2871386717555536974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2871386717555536974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-had-time-of-my-life-today-12th-july.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8970714345229077973</id><published>2007-04-23T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:36:48.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>congrats celena. you have just made yourself another enemy thanks to the insensitivity, tactlessness and lack of will to reconciliate with the one whom you do not like.blah. why am i such a spoilt brat when it comes to treating others? why can't i love unlovables? i teach my girls to love the unlovables yet i ostracise and act fuel to fire.he does not talk now.he does not respond to conversations</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8970714345229077973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>im glad many have prayed for me regarding uni! im really thankful to know there are people who care about me!Anyway, here's an uplifting story i read!The 3 Trees.Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6727239852600681472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=6727239852600681472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6727239852600681472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6727239852600681472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-glad-many-have-prayed-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-151326423624255687</id><published>2007-04-10T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:51:47.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh this is really saddening. cher applied for smu this morning and after lunch she received a phone call for interview next tuesday. SIGH. and she didnt even submit her documents. my resume/ application can be shredded and thrown away already. maybe they already did. SIGH. do i really need to study private uni? SIGH. it doesnt help that work is not going well. closed a perm accounts assistant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/151326423624255687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=151326423624255687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/151326423624255687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/151326423624255687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/04/sigh-this-is-really-saddening.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-1464019751286456242</id><published>2007-04-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:05:10.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't like university application. it stressed me out because i cldnt find certs, i cldnt find the letters and i had to type many many things. TROUBLESOME! worst of it all is having to input the grades. SIGH. i want business badly! discretionary admission's my only way out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1464019751286456242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1464019751286456242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1464019751286456242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1464019751286456242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-like-university-application.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-2174476578546845479</id><published>2007-03-20T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:47:05.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn stressed. i cant sleep. i havent slept in 2 days. why. why cant i sleep? i dunno. if only i knew how to cure it. my eyes are so dreamy and panda-like now i can just quit RE and join Mandai Zoological Gardens full time. sigh. a bit of thunder, a little lightning. i pray this night will let me sleep more than just a couple of minutes. a bit of whining, a bit of sighing, and off i go for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2174476578546845479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=2174476578546845479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2174476578546845479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/2174476578546845479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/03/damn-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-748671366778173600</id><published>2007-03-04T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:02:16.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blah. i feel like i've lost all directions in life. God please guide me. i really hate this feeling of having to feel lost, because i've never felt lost all my life. i've never not know what i can or cannot do, but now i'm experiencing it. i don't want to work already! i want to spend the rest of my days pondering on my studies- where i can go and take what sort of courses. HELP. SOS PLEASE.anw, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/748671366778173600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=748671366778173600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/748671366778173600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/748671366778173600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/03/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-8119514911013714335</id><published>2007-01-31T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T20:46:43.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 week of work has passed and im glad the week passed! gosh work is DEAD tiring and TERRIBLY STRESSFUL. But i learnt a lot. Now im a multi-tasker man. I can do recept work, admin, data entry, recruit people, HR, and other stuffs! Starting to like it more because i think it's very challenging and competitive. BUT. I NEED REFERRALS URGENTLY! My work database is limited, with many inexperienced </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8119514911013714335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=8119514911013714335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8119514911013714335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/8119514911013714335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/01/1-week-of-work-has-passed-and-im-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-6486360902465374338</id><published>2007-01-19T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:33:05.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm employedddddd!! haha i'll be working from monday 22/1/2007 and it'll be my first job ever in my life! i'll be working as a recruit consultant, meaning i'll be helping people get jobs. so if u need a job come find me! Recruit Express. Takashimaya Tower A Level 11. haha can't wait for monday!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6486360902465374338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=6486360902465374338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6486360902465374338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/6486360902465374338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-employedddddd-haha-ill-be-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-1518568598350596147</id><published>2007-01-15T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:33:10.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CONGRATS! i'm really glad you found a job that you really love and im envious because i havent found a job and my job does not require me to go to hongkong for training! lucky pig. haha i should be expecting great dinner soon! :)) foood glorious fooodddd.. i want to eat nice food. today was a terrible day at home, without nice food. i feel like a refuge.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1518568598350596147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=1518568598350596147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1518568598350596147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/1518568598350596147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/01/congrats-im-really-glad-you-found-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-4192067115503519887</id><published>2007-01-14T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:42:30.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after not blogging for such a long time, i feel like i need to type something or this will disappear. blah. these days the rain keeps pouring non-stop. and well i think it makes me depressed. i underestimated the power of the sun. without it, my days seem much more gloomy, and all i do is stay home, watch nip/tuck, (now lost since i've finished seasons 1-3), sleep, eat and slack. my brains are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4192067115503519887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=4192067115503519887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4192067115503519887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/4192067115503519887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-not-blogging-for-such-long-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-116620345440435783</id><published>2006-12-16T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:44:12.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hongkong was an enriching trip for me. i learnt many things, especially when i was in disneyland! funny how those classics you used to read so often and love seem to shed new light even when you're 18.There will always be a little bit of magic in all our hearts. Just follow that magic and you're find your dreams. -Minnie mouse-How true is that man! it struck me like magic. anyway, went loads of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/116620345440435783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=116620345440435783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/116620345440435783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/116620345440435783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2006/12/hongkong-was-enriching-trip-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-116542582958972876</id><published>2006-12-07T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T01:37:18.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally prom is over. i thought it was dreadful- all the preparation and hassle, especially when you hadnt had enough sleep and terribly rushing for time, and gained weight although was suppose to lose. terrible. all we did was take dozens of pics. i took a total of 110 ytd. my 65 bucks flew away as well because i did not eat much! clubbing was bad too. reached there at 1, and they ended at 3. o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/116542582958972876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=116542582958972876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/116542582958972876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/116542582958972876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally-prom-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</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-5712705.post-116439152111411653</id><published>2006-11-25T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:12:14.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wong wei ling! you got me hooked on the song You, by switchfoot. im feeling emo now too. gosh.There's always something in the way. There's always something getting through.depressing, especially after talking to jacq bout some issues. anyway, yesterday was a smashing day! class outing was super great, woooo i love the fish &amp; chips from fish &amp; co now! think the last time i went it was crappy. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/feeds/116439152111411653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712705&amp;postID=116439152111411653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/116439152111411653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712705/posts/default/116439152111411653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellywelly.blogspot.com/2006/11/wong-wei-ling-you-got-me-hooked-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Celena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251783491470686587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
