So with epic birthday pictures pending,
I thought I'd blog about other events first.

So it was Pui's birthday, not so long ago.
Somewhere in the backalley of Londontown,
we skated the easter weekend away with colours of the neon rainbow.



In the same nasty weekend of Underground railworks,
it decides to rain.
After having stayed awake to catch a 6am train,
you have an idea how grumpy I was being the
"morning person" that I am.

Anyways all that aside,
its nothing two bags of caffeinated tea can't remedy.

So this will be a picture entry, since its just easier to narrate as such.
Oh and a heads up, it might be more comfortable to have some shades handy.
It is a lot of neon pictures afterall.

So here we are,
decked out with all the colours you wouldn't do on an average day.



I was wearing my swimsuit.
Ouyess,
nothing like a multi-purpose wardrobe.
It happened pretty accidently actually,
I was rummaging through my pastel and dark wardrobe
for something remotely suitable.
Then sticking out like a sore thumb was this swimsuit.
Work out pretty well don't ya think?



So imagine this fashion dysfunctional group,
travelling on the tube.



"Did you get dressed with your eyes closed?"
"Was the lights off?"
"Here, go buy a mirror."

We heard them all that day.

"Roller disco", these two words provide license for the brightest brights and the tightest tights.
And the more they clash the better you fit in.



Then we meet the white boy with french fry legs,



suddenly you feel your outfit's pretty tame.

Then here we are sneaking a cake in for the birthday girl.



(Note the oversized jacket, strategically wrapped up to
preserve any ounce of fashion dignity outside the perimeters of roller disco license)

Moving on, whilst making our way there,
it was easy to sense that we were going the right way,
since most people in neon tights were all flocking magnetically towards the same direction,
so we figured that it had to be the roller disco.
I mean I've already established that even in colourful london, one dont just dress-up
looking like something a florescent rainbow just spat out, on a daily basis.



So there we were, the most colourful bunch in london that night.
Man their costumes made us look weak!
There were lady gaga inspired outfits,
boys in tutus around their tummys,
and all the colourful socks in the world.
If you ever wondered where to wear those outrageous false lashes longer than your palm,
this is the place my friend.



And of course, this is the place to wear shades indoors.
Not just shades, but shades with flaps.
Because we can.



I simply love Mei's stockings that night,
pretty nice shade of violet ya?=]



And my stockings of little pink hearts.
Love it to bits!!



Separately, I wear these individual articles pretty often,
but I suppose if you put them together,
who knew I had a neon party outfit in the depths of my wardrobe.



Oh that's Pau by the way.
He's the friendliest, funny guy.
Look at him boogie!!



I mean check out those bumble bee tights!!
He's such a sport.
I could scream bloody murder and no guy within my reach would strap these on.



Pau is the loveliest guy!
He and Pui make such a beautiful pair.



Moving on, here's a picture of me and Mr Tindall doing the boogie.



He's the brains behind the name ChezBoz.
And the genius in this picture.



I can has four shades.
Just because.

And here we have Mei and Joe.




Mei is one fourth of the Nando's Club.
Let me get them together  and tell you the story behind it all.



So it was once upon a time,
a land far far away,
in another skating event.
Ice skating that was.



We went to nandos right after ice skating.
I mean, c'mon, falling down is an exhausting sport.



Nandos was the chosen restaurant for dinner.
The boys chuffingly ordered manly portions of chicken.
Then four hungry albeit petite girls in comparison,
decides to order the motherload of all Nando platters,
The Jumbo Platter,
two whole chickens and 5 large sides.



As skeptical as the boys were, we polished everything clean.
To be honest, I didnt think it was very much,
I mean half a chicken and a little more than a side each..
Its pretty doable isn't it?


The Nandos Chicks

So as tradition have it, whenever we get together,
its the four of us with a Jumbo platter.



Next picture, here's WeiJy and Joe,
Team Green of the night.



And me with the b00gieman,
boogieing the night away. (pun intended)



And a picture of the birthday girl,
looking very happy with her cake.



And here we have Chi,



Remember his name.



And of course, the obligatory group picture.
Looking very happy with bruises and blisters.



So there we go!!!
Another wonderful memory created.
Thank you very much to Pau and Pui..
..Pa-i...
..Pie.

Thank you Pie! =]
for the very colourful and wonderful time!!


woop woop!!

Much Love,
Cheryll.xx

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The birthday post shall be put on hold..
.. because I'm at war with my mouse.



Today I went to the Apple store to exchange my mouse..
..again..
..for the 6th time..



I'm pretty much recognizable.
They see me coming in with my box in hand,
and with that knowing smile they walk with
me to the shelves to get a new one
I exchange my mouse so often, that its becoming like a bi-monthly chore.
top up vitamins. check.
filing the bills. check.
exchange the mouse. check.

They probably call me "the girl with the mouse".

And today I went in again to sort this rat problem I have.
I know most of the permanents there,
but a new girl saw me first.
Though a familiar face soon spot me
and my problem was sorted out quite quickly.
They knew how often I've come to sort out a rotten Dashboard button,
a scroll ball that won't cooperate,
or a hyperactive exposé button on crack.
I've always stuck with Mac mice(s)
because they have the exposé button,
which is like my sixth finger to me.
I tend to open up multiple windows
and documents and hardly minimise them
its just a habit i picked up that
"if its still on my desktop, its a work in progress"
So its my way of keeping track of my to do list.
And the exposé button just helps navigating
around this mess of documents easier.

Though sometimes this function because hyper sensitive,
where slight movements will cause it to trigger.
Its as if the button's stuck for all eternity.
But no! Its got mood swings i tell you!
That bitch of a mouse will suddenly decide to work again one day.
And then when it feels like it,
it'll freaking exposé your blue sky desktop
Its a party when the Dashboard shortcut
just decides to join in to make my day..



 its just annoying to have it suddenly triggered
when I'm in a middle of something.
I've had physical fights with it.
Persuading it didn't work, gentle handling didn't work.
I've gotten to points where I slam it against the table now.
The Mighty Mouse is one tough bitch.

No matter!
As I left the store today!
 I got a mouse upgrade!!!
Free of charge!
From Mighty Mouse to Magic Mouse!
Sounds impressive isn't it?



NOT!

I'm not sure was it the spirit of April Fool's Day today that all this happened
But I was definitely hopeful when I got the magical mouse..
.. such pretty packaging..
So sleek and promising!



And then it decides to own you.



No Exposé Button.
No Dashboard shortcut.
PWNED.

And best of all.
All that Swipe and Scroll and Touch nonsense don't work.
EPIC PWNED.




No it doesn't.


Mighty mouse not very mighty.
Magic mouse not very magical lorh.

FML



Back to basics then.



At least its reliable.









Peace,
Cheryllxx
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I've written up the harsh post about
generosity being taken advantage of.

But I decided my life is too colourful
to have that kind of gloom right now.
But I've saved it as draft,
So maybe another time,
So maybe another grey day.

But on to better news!!!
What better way to thumb your nose at nay-say-ers than success?













Spock five baby!!!
=D

________________________

And on another note,
my birthday is coming!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yayyy!!

4th Anniversary of my 21st Birthday!!
I've stop counting. So if anyone asks, I'm 21.
For the 5th time.
And I will still be when all of u are 60.


I need a bigger cake for my candles!!

I am always very excited about birthdays,
the cake, the friends, the presents,
its such a celebration!
love it love it love it!!!


Back in the days of Jarratt Hall, I'm still proud of my toys

But now with the manfriend around,
its EVEN BETTER!!
He makes it so so so amazing and exciting!!!
He makes me feel so special everyday.
But on my birthday,
I love it when he fuss about me
and makes me feel so awesome!^_^
And when his birthday comes around,
I have just as much fun making him feel like king!!

Anyways as usual, I'll be spending the birthday with him.
I don't know what he's got in store for me,
but i've learnt to stop spoiling my own surprises.
And then the celebration continues till the week after with my friends!!
Its gonna be a small one this year,
unlike the usual large scale parties,
this year we rented two beach properties for 3 nights!
Everyone has taken days off work and
we are all so excited about it!
It'll be like a weekend getaway too!

So slap on your suntan and bring our best bikinis!
its gonna be EPIC!






CHERYLL-BRATE!! CHERYLL-BRATE!!
CHERYLL-BRATE!!



Excited,
Cheryllxx

For 6 months now I have been deciding.
For 6 months I have been waking up and
changing my mind with such determination.

But 6 months on, I'm still stuck with this crappy pink phone.
No apps, no games, no internet.
No shit.
It does nothing but glitters.



Initially, I had my heart set out on this baby.
Confirmed. Determined. Unwavered.


Yes darlings,
it does exist.

And then the Blackberry Bold 9700 had to
become the third wheel in this relationship.



*waves angry fist at blackberry*

It just blows my mind.
Why can you make something pretty?
If you're gonna upgrade it, do it with colours too!
Did the creators have a dark childhood or what?
Spare me the professional unity speech.
Someone should get them some crayons.

Then the guys from the apple store thought
they wanna play with fickle minds too.
Oh dearest people of apple genius bars,
why art thou's camera so crappy?
Its like winning "Angry Birds" with no sound on.
C'mon! People need to hear the crashing sound of
green pigs and concrete blocks.




*note: iphone is such a diva.
The apple force brain-rapes you
so that you can't/won't/can't "caps" the 'i'.

So I've been going back and forth on both phones.
I've even wrote lists (read more than one) of pros and cons,
I've even asked countless opinions of people with either/or/and phones.



It was an ugly fight.
I heart the BBM function and the push emails,
I also heart iphone's browser functions,
then angry birds had to come along and join the fun,
but iphone's photo functions is just so poor!
I mean below mediocre!
It doesnt focus, its got no flash and sharing pictures is such a pain.
A qwerty keypad gives you such certainty when you type,
whilst touch screen, as exciting as it is,
 can become frustrating at a point.
I tried narrowing it down.
I started cancelling things I could put up with
and things I'd rather not have.
I could tolerate not having the BBM,
iPhone's got What'sApp! right? So that cancels each other out.
I could tolerate not having a keyboard,
besides browsing is more exciting with touchscreen.

It came down to Angry Birds vs. Better Camera.
But then I had to be this annoying person
who could fight both sides of an arguement.
What happens if I complete Angry Birds?
The meaning of iPhone shall cease to exist.
And if I want a better camera, then get a camera!!
But camera with memory cards are so annoying to upload.
Here's an idea, bluetooth camera!
(mentioned once upon a time, clickety-click)

You see this evil loop I get myself into?
Every morning I greet the manfriend in a confident tone with a:
"Baby I'm so so  SO sure this time and I am CERTAINED
that I want a iphone/blackberry/iphone/blackberry
/iphone/blackberry/iphone/blackberry/iphone..!!!"



So yes, I'm frustrated.
In movement of anti-exploding-brains,
and for the sake of digital humanity
I propose that
Both phones should just get along and make babies.



Peace,
Cheryllxx

I wanted to make macaroons today,
as a house warming gift for a favourite nerd of mine.
However, as I travelled all the Waitrose, (a grocery store in UK),
and spent an hour carefully choosing everything,
only to find that I forgot my purse when it was my turn to pay!
(read: I actually queued to pay and didn't realise til it was my turn! malu-nya!)

Anyways, I did what I usually do whenever I have a blonde moment.
Call for backup,
or actually the manfriend to my rescue.

Though, Captain Awesome was almost home from work,
and he was quite tired to make another trip to meet me.
So we tried to salvage my situation by checking a smaller sundry store nearby.
I gave him my list though the phone.

"So what do you need?"
"Almond grounds, which is almond made into powder."
"Are you sure people sell that?
Oh what do you know, I found it.
What's next?"

Note, as a professional eater, his knowledge of baking is quite limited,
(he does make a mean flourless cake though)
This means he finds thing like cream of tartar amusing,
because to him its not a what you make scones with,
its what you get between your Fillet-O-Fish.



Finely ground almonds was actually the toughest thing on my list.
If a small store carried it, I thought my macaroons had hope after all!

"Raspberry extract, or any other extract"
Almost immediately, he said
"Takde la, raspberry jam you want?"
Takde is a slang for "do not have".
So yes, this is a face-palm moment for me.
Raspberry jam is big no no for making macaroon shells.



After taking a while to laugh at him,
I gave him the next item on my list, red food colouring.
"None here too, would red jelly do?"

Jelly coloured raspberry jam macaroons,
only by Captain Awesome.



Tickled,
Cheryllxx