Cheryl Anne in Wonderland

Wooohooo.. I got my christmas wish. No I'm not coming back next year. But I've got my name in a christmas carol.

It's just so unfair how Gloria gets to hear us go Glooooooooooooria in "Angles We Have Heard on High" and Noel gets " Noel (x5)" in "The First Noel".. I bet they feel extreme pleasure hearing people sing their name.

Unfortunately, My parents didn't think of the "name in a carol" aspect when they picked the name Cheryl Anne.

However, while we were singing at my house yesterday, some genius decided to say...

Omg I can't believe christmas is just fifteen days away..

For the first time ever, I'm actually sad its coming so soon.. I wish I could control time. Then I can hit the pause button everytime I see something a christmas tree or for that matter, anything to do with christmas ( reindeer, holly, santa claus). Well to be honest I'm not sad that christmas is coming as a matter of fact, I'm overjoyed .

Even the word "CHRISTMAS" manages to magically turn my solemn mood into a cheerful and joyous one. Whenever I'm feeling down, I just sing christmas carols. Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas, Jingle Bell Rock, O holy night, Rocking around the Christmas Tree, The First Noel and Sleigh Ride are a few of my favourites.. If you ever see a girl pummeling her thighs with her fist while one of those songs are playing, go up to her and say Happy Christmas, Cheryl!! Because that girl will probabaly be me.


The only problem with this years christmas is the fact that I don't have a tree as we had it shipped of to Australia.. Now every morning I traips down the stairs only to see a whole load of emptiness.. No magnificent tree standing tall and proud to great me *sob sob*.. Thats why I need to sing carols.. To remind me that christmas is coming..Yipeee * jump for joy*


At least I've still got my fave ornament to look at... Mum let me keep a few to hang on doorknobs

Well since christmas is about sharing, caring and giving your love, I suppose some of you might want to spread the love by exchanging gifts.. And I'm sure you'd hate to spend money just to end up giving something I dislike. So, I decided to help you by making a Christmas Wishlist!!

1. Camera


A pink one please.. Daddy ( if you are reading this) you should get me this so you can have a visual description of how we are in Melbourne. Well honestly, I don't know what camera I want because the only camera term I know is " megapixel" but apparently canon is awesome (It is suppose to delight me always) and they come in pink so I'll go with Canon .

2. Victoria's Secret Lip Gloss

I smelled Yau's and I fell in love right away.. If Love potion existed VS lip gloss willl be the scent I smell. If someone gets me this I can kiss dry, unsightly lips goodbye and say hello to glossy shiny puckers. Unfortunately Malaysia doesn't have any Victoria's secret stores and neither does Melbourne..But there is always the internet!!

3. Scrapbook


I would absolutely love a scrapbook filled with memorable pics of the fun I've had with my friends in Malaysia..Don't ask why I can't just make one myself. You haven't seen my art skills. I can't even dram a decents stick person what more make a scrapbook.


4. Acca Kappa Paddle Brush

This brush is like a wand..Firstly they are both made of wood..Secondly, they both have magic powers.It instantly adds volume and gives hair a soft shiny look while massaging your scalp at the same time. Only problem is that it cost RM 100 each. But if you look at it, you don't need to blow dry or use ceramic irons which use electricity which you need to pay for because you can get luscious locks by just brushing so you actually save money.



5. Body Shop Merry Cranberry Range
I'm eyeing the lip balm and shimmer lotion..But honestly I just love BODY SHOP products ,,,Ahh the scent of cranberries and all the glitter just makes me think of Christmas.. It's like Christmas in an environmental friendly bottle.. Besides, It's Christmas so you should do good deeds like save the planet by buying body shop products for me.

6. Boston Legal season 5 Box Set

I think Denny's face has been photoshopped in this pic..Since when has he looked so youthful and wrinkle free..Anyway, from joining the sueing the national guard to joining the coast guard, dressing up as flamingoes and shooting the opposing counsel with a painball gun these two never fail to cheer me up with their childish antics. And I'm gonna need entertainment during my extra month of holiday while waiting for school to start in February.

7. To get to come back for Christmas next year

I'd be willing to spend 7 hours of torure in those tiny seats just to come back to Malaysia for Christmas.. Please Santa make me his christmas bride let me come home for Christmas. This would be the best gift of all the ones I listed above.

I have found the world's best movie in the world. Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you,

Ahhh the magic ( forgive me if my language and blogging skills are horrible today, I'm just so amazed by the movie that I've been rendered helpless.. If I took the Facebook Brain Scan thing now, there will probably be a big THE LORD OF THE RINGS emblazoned across the brain) Never before have I watched a movie so interesting. Serious yet funny at the same time. How many movies are like this?? Take this years oscar winners for example...The Reader is so serious and sad that your head wants to explode

I love you Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took.. You bring laughter when everyone is fussing about the ring. To those idiots who just watch movies to see hot people, guess what.. LOTR is the movie for you.


Hot Elf!!! Marry me , Legolas. * swooons*


He isn't just good looking, he is swift with his bow and arrow, a skilled fighter.. Well much better than Gimli anyway.


Hmmm. I guess I was wrong. Thats it.. I am going for Gimli instead.


Maybe you are a guy and you don't agree with me on Legolas.. Fret not my friend..Arwen shall be your eye wash


Seriously, I am girl and a think she is a real beauty with her rosy complexion, long black hair cascading down her shoulders and most importantly, those pointy ears.. Elves are perfect for those with an ear fetish..


Well if you have a foot fetish you can go crazy over hobbits The bigger the better right?? Besides the characters, the set of LOTR is just breathtakingly magnificent.


Rivendell..the most beautiful place I have ever seen. It just sparkles and shines so brightly leaving me staring at it in awe.



And now..for the best book of the century..


Harry Potter...8.3 million copies sold in 24 hours (Breaking Dawn only got 1.3 million)

Seriously..Twilight is filled with grammatical errors. The language used in that book is simply abysmal.


Look at that six pack...I am besotted by his hotness


At least in Harry Potter looking at Pattinson was bearable



Well it is obvious that in a 'Who has sexier hair contest' Legolas Greenleaf's silky blond hair would snatch the title.. So I am not allowing him to enter..

Now the Winner of the Sexiest Hair Contest..




















Snape Snape Severus Snape. You didn't think Cullen's greasy unwashed mess would win did you??


Once again.. Why are the newspapers, magazines and all the TV channels clogged up with armpit hair, I mean Twilight when you have got Harry Potter and Lord of The Rings???

xoxo
Cheryl Anne

Situated right in the centre of Kuala Lumpur, I expected Le Meridien to be some boring city hotel with a pool you might mistake for a bath tub..

Fortunately, I was wrong

Coconut trees in the middle of Kuala Lumpur? What happened to tanih beris?

Spot the similarities....

Nothing, not even the bad weather the next day could mar my joyous spirit..Ahhh what fun I had going on the slide and spalshing around like a little kid.


Tip for people going on slides, NEVER let anyone pull your hair while you are sliding down.. My brother and I decided to go down together but I somehow slipped and started sliding down..

"Wait, Cheryl !!", he called...

" Ahh nevermind we can try your stunt later", I said as I slid down due to Newton's law of Gravity..

"No" * grabs on to the part of me nearest to him, in this case, my hair*

Hmm.. maybe the slides weren't that fun after all


The next day, daddy and I walked over to Hilton to buy some breakfast from the bakery..


Macadamia Chocolate, Chocolate Chip and Blueberry.. Yummy but overpriced ( Rm 8 per piece)

We sat we sat by the window overlooking the palatial Muzium Negara, the romantic parkland, Taman Tasik Perdana and if you look from an angle, The KL tower standing proud and mighty in the heart of the city.


We got a tiramisu cake, complimentary of Starwood Priviliges

Just wondering..

The cake and most of the desserts at the buffet clearly contain alcohol but the restaurent is supposedly halal..Alcohol isn't halal, is it? And what happens if a muslim eats one of the desserts..Is he/she commiting a sin or are they allowed to sice they aren't actually aware that they are conssuming alcohol?

xoxo

Cheryl Anne

I was sitting comfortably in class reading Harry Potter ( the new 'in' thing) totally oblivious to Norhayati's soporific voice when suddenly I hear a different voice.. "Those who are interested in joining choir..go to the bilik geografi now", Syann-Ee announces. Christine and I immediately jumped out of our seats and excused ourselves from Pn Clashing-color's class... Along with our "rombongan merdeka" we skipped through the corridors of SMK Bud4 with a look of pure joy plastered on our faces. We finally reached the room and plopped our big buttocks on the chairs provided.

While sitting there, I started reminiscing about the magical experience I had during choir.....About a year ago, Tyne and I decided auditioned for choir as an excuse to miss Jeet's slumber partay. I surprisingly got through the audition despite the awkward "blek" while I was singing scales.

Looking back..I cannot imagine how incredulously idiotic I must have looked when I started to hyperventilate when the teacher announced that I wasn't kicked out ( Pn gan tends to go a bit overboard when recruiting members. there are 60+ members in the team when only 35 are needed). Luckily Christine who was as pleasantly surprised as I was started shedding tears of joy which stole all the attention from my ridiculous hyperventilating.

We performed Tanah Airku and The Phantom of the Opera which we had practised till it was nothing short of perfect..Then we sat there watching other teams imitate those bobby-head figurines you can get at souvenir shops ( you should have seen the team which sang mamma mia!)

Finally, the moment we had all been waiting for...The Results!! When we herd that Catholic High School got third, we clapped tumultuously thinking we would emerge as the winner since we get second every year and Catholic gets first..

To my horror,the commentator announced that BU4 came in second, we had lost again..not to Catholic but to DJ

..."second again" and "It's a curse", I heard the my fellow BU4-ians mutter in a disappointed tone .



Group Picture!!! You would think we got first looking at the smiles on our faces..and Su Wee's hand..I wonder if Pn Gan purposely stood in front of me, obscuring my probably "kangkang-ed" legs knowing that I would do my "signature pose". Unfortunately, Pn Gan can't be at three places at the same time.


The Enemy (DJ) decided to be helpful and snap a picture for us.


Oh well.. Looks like those gruelling practices are going to start soon.. and this time Bee and Jeremy will be there!! Oh Joy!!

xoxo
Cheryl Anne

It means no worries for the rest of your days!!!

Thats right!! PMR is finally over after months of studying...

I can finally sit back and do normal things like listen to music and sing and read Harry Potter. Normal muggle activities which now seem like the most exciting and fun activities ever..

During my three months of 'nerding', I chased mosquitoes around my room and killed the by using the Avada Kedavra curse crushing them with my mighty fingers.

This poor little fella got caught between my fingers while it was flying directly above Nicola's old geography text book which Jeremy lent me... I wonder if it still there??


But somehow PMR has a special place in my heart...I wouldn't say it was torturous experience.. No actually now when I think back, I kind of enjoyed studying and learning, boring as it may seem..


I don't think Chelsea ( my studying companion) found studying torturous either.. Her face looks rather calm and serene despite the history book in front of her.

It's just that studying spirit.. When I shout out my work ( I don't read text books...I yell them out making my neighbours, teachers and pets think I have gone into trance ) I just feel so powerful and valiant.. Sort of like Aslan from Narnia

Anyway.. the important thing is that PMR is officially over and I never have to do BAHASA MALAYSIA ever again.. ( ahhhh that means I don't get to say MENGGEMBLENG TENAGA anymore..*sob sob*)

Lets travel back a few hours and relive the glorious moment...

Before the last paper.. Cheryl and Christine play incy wincy spider and talk "Charlie".

1 hour and 20 minutes later.. Cheryl starts singing without any sound while conducting and smiling like an idiot..Suddenly..she hears a voice. "Kamu ada lima minit lagi. Check nama danangka giliran" says the voice.. Cheryl who was smiling from ear to ear and who's eyes were glinting with excitement let out a soft squeak

tick tock tick tock BERHENTI MENULIS.. the 'sexy' invigilators, clad in black, as if they were attending a funeral collect the papers..

Cheryl and Christine scream and dance..

Unfortunately, the moment was ruined when the teachers who were stationed around the school to keep us from going hysterical told us to keep quiet.. I got to hug Pn. jangan-gelap-hati-nanti-gelap-mata-Nora though..

After that, Aaron's goodbye/ after PMR PARTAY!!

Met the girls at 1 Utama and roamed around for an hour before Aaron, the guest of honour arrived.

During the roaming period, we gaily strolled into some shop called Action City..Bee, Crystyne and I were laughing when suddenly I heard an odd and frightening sound which sounded very much like a mixture of a chicken clucking and the sound an old car makes.

I turn around and see an idiot by the name of Yau holding a giant, plastic, featherless CHICKEN..
I screamed and bolted out of the store. I must have almost as idiotic as Yau.. A girl in high heels running away from a scary looking girl holding a scarier looking toy..

A while later, I muster enough courage to step back into the store..For some reason, Bee and Chrisitne started laughing.. Since they were looking in my direction, I concluded they were laughing at me..

Cheryl: Why.. What stupid thing did I do?

Bee : Cheryl, look down.

In my head I was thinking, Oh no please don't tell me I am naked and standing there 'bertelanjang bogel' like Pak Kaduk. I looked down. My clothes were still on and I looked fine.

Cheryl : Whats wrong?

Christine : Look down and front. *giggle giggle*

At this point, I was feeling rather annoyed. I looked down and stuck my head out in an awkward tortoise like position..The floor, which was the only thing I could see looked perfectly normal to me.

Bee : hahahehhhehohaha.. Cheryl. * points at the bottom rack of the shelf I was standing next to.

AAAAAaaahhhhh.. It was filled with those disgusting plastic chickens. It was like being in a horror movie..You are just sitting down then suddenly a ghost appears in front of you. Just that I was standing and it was plastic chickens instead of ghosts..

After that, we went for some breakfast at Old Town White Coffee

While waiting for Aaron and Ryan to come, we ate one french toast and one ice fire polo bun..

Imgine 5 people eating sharing so little. Cutting the polo bun which had a radius of about 3cm into 5 pieces..Even JJ who is like the leader of the anti-Cheryl club agreed with me that it was stupid.

Time for pictures..


One with Aaron Soh the genius who got an ASEAN scholarship which is the reason why he is leaving us, The Magical Bunch of BU4-ians.

and one with the girls.. Bee is a guy, why she isn't here..



You know these cctv stuff aren't actually exactly on time.. it's quite fascinating to lift your hand but only see your hand lifting 1/2 a second later..I think I could spend a few hours just doing that

But then again, PMR just ended so everything seems fun.

And finally, a group pic which was taken by the very helpful Indian man guarding the animal ride booth below the cinema.
We initially wanted to ride those toys but you've got to be below 'thartay' (the way the man says 30) kgs to ride that thing.

Christine and I who had gotten all excited walked away sadly.
Then we decided to take a group picture since ( the one above) since we had nothing to do..

Cheryl : Why don't we ask that lady *points to the security guard who had way too much makeup on her face that she looked like The Joker*

Christine : Oh ok

JJ : She'll take your camera and throw it down. Don't give it to her

Cheryl : Oh ya.. she is the lady who shooed JJ of the Noddy car just now.. Why don't we give it to the man at the moving animal booth.


Christine : NO!!

Cheryl : Why?

Christine : because he is Indian

Cheryl : Jarrod is Indian

Christine : but he looks rural.. like he can't say thirty properly..he might steal my camera

Cheryl : you racist girl.. and he is in 1 Utama not some rural area..and how does someone 'look rural'?

Yau : What the hell.. You think he is going to run of with your camera!?? you're so naive

Christine ( in an angry tone) : Do you even know what naive means!! Naive is if you see a man holding a knife and you go to him! Why don't you two go and give him your camera!!

Not wanting to start a fight..Yau and I kept silent..I did however hand my camera to the man and to my surprise, so did Christine ( perhaps she came to her senses after all )

we took the picture and the end.

xoxo
Cheryl Anne

Because I demand you too.

www.the-cerealkiller.blogspot.com

Cheryl is very happy. She was so excited during KH, she kept squealing while doing the paper. So amusing.

To remind all of you that I am still breathing and my heart is still beating..

I promise I will post when I have the time..

I've got a 3ooo metre (metre is the SI unit for length) long list of things to post about.

For example.. from the begining of 2009.. sports day, choir, cheer, mlm bakat, random stuff about frogs and dogs ( hey that rhymes), Australia, Kelantan, many people's birthdays ( Kai, Keane, Christine.. OMG Mallek's B'day is tomorrow) and a lot of other stuff..

I've been nerding waaay too much..

here's a short B'day shout out for Mallek Aminullah

Happy Birthday Mallek!!



Mallek is one of my best friends although he is living in a land far far away.. Luckilly we have telephones (i love you Alexander Graham Bell) so Mallek and I can still talk

He used to hate me because I slapped this girl that he used to fancy. Luckilly he stopped liking her.. So he forgave me and we became friends..

If you look at one of my old posts, you will see Malleks name again.. Last year, he won the "Friend which I didn't fight with for the Whole Year Award" beating Chrisitne his closest rival for the title..

Mallek is really understanding and doesn't shunn me or yell at me when I do something dumb.. For example, pose like a unicorn in public...

Thats why he is such a great friend..

gotta go.. Sejarah Book is calling!!

xoxo
Cheryl Anne

Just a quick one before I leave for Singapore.

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Has anyone noticed that all good things so happen to clash with our exams?

With mid-terms, it was American Idol.
With the current trials, its EPL. (ARSHAVIN, ARSHAVIN!) :DDDDDDD

>:O

Arshavin came real close to scoring, the ball hit the goal post then Eduardo got the goal instead. Pfft.

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I feel a flu coming on. It's what you get for sleeping an average of 4 hours a night. I need to stop procrastinating.

Come to think of it, the reason why I like watching football now is because I had the flu. There was nothing to watch on tv (in the mornings) except for last years UEFA cup. Hmm. I should get sick more often. Before I forget, I know someone will make noise if I don't write this down. So here it is: Another reason is because I want to see Andrei Arshavin! :DD

See, I made it big and bold. Happy?

Haha.

Abigail.

Is it wrong for someone to speak their mother tongue?

Is it RUDE, to speak your mother tongue?

Does it give a certain individual who doesn't understand the language spoken the right to scold another?

This is the real world we're living in. There are many different cultures out there, thus many different languages.

They were merely communicating amongst themselves using their mother tongue, they weren't EVEN bothering you. What was so "WRONG" in your eyes, to the extend that you just HAD to complain to pengetua? And now, they owe you an apology??? That's just too much. You're so full of yourself.

GROW UP. You're not a kid anymore.

I think you'd probably cry if someone told you the exact same thing you told them.

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Victory in the race of time.

The first half of the year is over, can you still accomplish what you missed out earlier?
As in everything in our lives, the second half is always more important than the first.
Because the second half of the year is where we get to accomplish what we could not in the first half.
Just like in a football match, where the second half is more exciting than the first. Even though everyone is exhausted and tired.
For it is in the second half that the teams get to achieve the critical goals within the time that is left.

I hardly pay attention to the bulletins the ushers hand out in my church. But this particular one caught my attention last week. Well, it went something like that. Can't really remember all >.< sleep=good

Ooh, and since I'm talking about sports, MICHAEL SCHUMACHER IS GOING TO FILL IN FOR MASSA WHILE HE RECOVERS! Yesssss! Isn't that FANTASTIC?!! *skips around* The best piece of news alive :DDDDD

Soy feliz!

Abigail :D

P.S. Hah. My lack of blogging has resulted in a really long-nonsensical-talking-to-myself post.

G'day mate's!
Cheryl's in the land down under! :D
She's skipping school for nearly a month, if you count her self quarantine.
Please pray that she doesn't come back with H1N1.

Lucky girl. She gets to skip Usha's science class of doom for three weeks >:O

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United we stand, divided we fall.

12 more days left. What will be the outcome?

Abigail. needs to study!! D:

Hihihi I am still alive..And this blog shall keep its name.. The name of this blog is The Cheryl Anne never will it be named The Abigail..I would rather eat 3 kgs of papayas than call my blog The Abigail..

Anyway.. I planned to blog during the holidays but instead, I took a little detour and explored the places in Malaysia which begin with the letter P

Penang

Penang is like the land of food and old people..Or maybe the suns UV rays are like super powerful in Penang so everyone who stays there for too long ends up looking years older...

I don't live in Penang.. thats why I still look and act like a little kid..



My secret to perpetual look-young-ness..



Anti-oxidant packed dragon fruit juice..

Now who said healthy stuff are yucky..

Not everyone is health-concious like me.. Some are greedy and pig-like..

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Such as Darren, the boy stuffing his face with Nasi Kandar..

I went to the coolest place ever.. the Penang Museum.

Its like Penang's version of Muzium Sejarah dan Etnografi..I learnt how Nasi Kandar got it's name..

The Kandar stick.. Many years ago, People carried rice and dishes around using a kandar stick. So they named the rice and dishes Nasi Kandar.





Me playing masak-masak with the traditional coffee making set..



Playing type-type with the typewriter.



Here I am with Dewan Sri Pinang..One of the heritage buildings in the land where buildings can't be higher than 18 m

Check out those wannabe F1 drivers outside Dewan Seri Pinang..



They are too lousy to be F1 drivers.. So they had to resort to mini bicycle drivers.

And Finally.. The one and only



Fort Cornwallis..Ahh this makes me think of form 2 history..good times



Sitting by the sea thinking of sejarah

Lots of animals live in Pulau Pinang..





A lizard carcass whih fell out of my grandma's ceiling..Run Away bee and Christine Run awaaaaaayyyy




A Fi-unicorn-sh.. Fish with horns. Ooohhh

Pangkor

Pangkor is a bloody island.. So I had to endure 30 torturous minutes of sitting in a very boring ferry before I could reach Pangkor.



HMS Pluto once sailed on the same waters.. No Wonder I am Smiling.



A Lovely Huggable looking Panda welcomed me..

Without wasting a minute.. I went to the beach.. I made sure I had my beach essentials..



Trees to shade me from the sun SUN SUN



Sunblock.. So I don't get ugly tan lines. And so my behind doesn't have a white triangle on it.



Clothing so I don't get arrested for public nudity..In Malaysia you can't just go to the beach naked.. not that I want to.



And A beach ball for entertainment.. Aaaaaah I had to huff and puff to blow that ball. And I didn't even play with it in the end.

For those of you who think I am some cowardly person who is too scared to watch CSI



I touched a Jellyfish.. and Jellyfish are harmfull.. See.. I am not such a coward after all



I also climed up a humungous rock. I could have died if I missed a step but I bravely hiked up to the top because I wanted to feel how it would be like if I drank horlicks..

Horlicks makes you be on top of the world..According to the advertisement.



My evil little friend turned on me and tried to steal my bag..


Beware.. Megan the snatch thief..

Since she turned on me..



I had no buddy.. So I befriended this little crab..


Megan got jealous of the crab.. So she sucked up to me


By carving the words CHERYL ROCKS on the sand..

So I forgave her



And we played "lets pose as sailors" together.

Apart from playing gay games..


I built a sandcastle which was beautiful enough to be placed in the lourve..Isn't the sandcastle pretty??

Went canoeing..





OMG.. The first day, I went canoeing, the canoe overturned and JJ's wish almost came true..

Cheryl nearly broke her neck and died.. *touch wood*

But the next day I finally got it.. And I canoed out into the liquid abbyss... blublublub






Pasir Salak

We drove for freakin long to realise that museums are closed on Sundays..Thats what happens when you travel with people like yourself..(bimbo)

You waste time travelling and don't get to visit the museum in the end









Well.. at least I got to climb the non-leaning tower of Pasir Salak..

Hey did you know that all three of the P lands are linked to form two history

xoxo
Cheryl Anne