<?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-3587600830511444138</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:45:19.808+08:00</updated><category term='fun links'/><title type='text'>In other words</title><subtitle type='html'>In other words, please be true. In other words, hold my hand. In other words, baby kiss me. In other words, I love you</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>380</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-53584469169770510</id><published>2009-10-08T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:41:48.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I decided to ditch here for good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharoneloise.wordpress.com"&gt;www.sharoneloise.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-53584469169770510?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/53584469169770510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=53584469169770510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/53584469169770510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/53584469169770510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-decided-to-ditch-here-for-good-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6634363603130268978</id><published>2009-10-08T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:12:27.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For a moment, I don't know if I'm doing the right things or no. Should I say I'm too tired of it and don't know what to do anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6634363603130268978?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6634363603130268978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6634363603130268978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6634363603130268978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6634363603130268978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-moment-i-dont-know-if-im-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4517685389380692261</id><published>2009-10-02T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T02:12:15.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SsTvm0pBMrI/AAAAAAAAB18/PnyjzY21VHc/s1600-h/Kiss_II_by_Krawat93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SsTvm0pBMrI/AAAAAAAAB18/PnyjzY21VHc/s400/Kiss_II_by_Krawat93.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387694504486711986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angelic; everyone thinks so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;YX said in the future, he would do a handstand to kiss his girlfriend. However the girl has to lie flat on the floor. Picture the funny scene. B-boy's wedding album. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4517685389380692261?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4517685389380692261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4517685389380692261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4517685389380692261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4517685389380692261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/10/would-you.html' title='would you'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SsTvm0pBMrI/AAAAAAAAB18/PnyjzY21VHc/s72-c/Kiss_II_by_Krawat93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-2483018913998389224</id><published>2009-10-02T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:22:13.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Busy Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8553529397000352597</id><published>2009-10-01T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:12:02.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WONDROUS SIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8553529397000352597?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4258671690140099006</id><published>2009-09-30T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T00:43:01.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, just a sip of hot chocolate and a favourite book to read made the world seems less complex and easier to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4258671690140099006?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4258671690140099006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4258671690140099006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4258671690140099006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4258671690140099006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-just-sip-of-hot-chocolate-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7488493714699183414</id><published>2009-09-26T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:04:11.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sane shane.  hotel room service. lawls says (12:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;motivation comes from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sane shane.  hotel room service. lawls says (12:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;sane shane.  hotel room service. lawls says (12:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;search your soul for it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sane shane.  hotel room service. lawls says (12:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then passion will come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7488493714699183414?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7488493714699183414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7488493714699183414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7488493714699183414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7488493714699183414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/sane-shane.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-2659568579609615654</id><published>2009-09-25T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:43:54.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm becoming you;&lt;br /&gt;feeling how you felt.&lt;br /&gt;It's scaring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-2659568579609615654?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/2659568579609615654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=2659568579609615654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2659568579609615654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2659568579609615654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-becoming-you-feeling-how-you-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4733568912870451003</id><published>2009-09-25T23:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:40:48.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WM(L)B</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My forehead is like a freaking pimple farm all thanks to reds. Good enough I've bangs to cover up those hideous pimples. Freaking depressed naow thinking of travelling all the way to EXPO tomorrow alone is torturing enough for me to feel the pain. BUT fear not, I bought a fantabulous book today, it's gonna be my company for the rest of tomorrow which I strongly believe I'll finish it by tomorrow night minus working hours. Goodness, need more books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cherish the things that you put in a lot of effot to get it. You desire the things you can't have it. The tougher it gets, the more you want it. The more needy you appear to be. So don't be, be the She has that 'je ne sais quoi'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many entering, you name it. However, just not the one, nothing seems to be able to connect isn't it? I need to get hold of myself, I'm losing the cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4733568912870451003?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4733568912870451003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4733568912870451003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4733568912870451003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4733568912870451003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/wmlb.html' title='WM(L)B'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4462326093447835420</id><published>2009-09-24T23:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:32:47.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belly rub</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is superb, to begin this fantabulus day I closed two deals during work which is mind-blowing $30 bucks in few minutes! and and and I totally slacked off after that and Wen came over to lunch with me. No more lunch lonely. Had like self declared 2 hours break with her and head back to work still, chit chat with her and pris joined in afterwards. Shane being very nice, came all the way just to 'drop by' and how nice he waited for me and headed back to hg together and walked me home. Being the nicest person ever as usual, I accompanied him for the bus! See, how incredible today was. and yes tomorrow gonna be another great day~ Cause B is accompanying me for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a tough side, talking about choices. I can't decide. This or that. Ultimate or high jump. 10th or 11th. Which is more important I don't know. I hate options especially when I have to choose one over another when I want BOTH. Just like the saying, you can't have the best of both world, as always. Pretty sucky isn't it? B said if I *touch wood* injured or smth on 10th, how am I gonna jump on 11th. Okay, HOW? Can someone enlighten me? Somehow, I'm not even being appreciated on one side, and on the other I was so needed. Then why make things so tough for myself? Because my passion is there, just... things not on my side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4462326093447835420?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4462326093447835420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4462326093447835420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4462326093447835420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4462326093447835420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/belly-rub.html' title='belly rub'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7515179554543422101</id><published>2009-09-24T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:29:29.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you'll be right there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't stop being so paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being silly me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7515179554543422101?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7515179554543422101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7515179554543422101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7515179554543422101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7515179554543422101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-youll-be-right-there-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4518759008678045616</id><published>2009-09-23T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:32:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what drives my decisions</title><content type='html'>Being at the sidelines watching is not easy at all. Can't resist the temptation mans. I want to train I want to improve I want to sky people I want to layout I want to layout d people, so I must train train train. But calves are being very mean to me, they refuse to recover. H8 them ttm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4518759008678045616?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4518759008678045616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4518759008678045616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4518759008678045616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4518759008678045616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-at-sidelines-watching-is-not-easy.html' title='what drives my decisions'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5538325046031129122</id><published>2009-09-21T16:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:15:15.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You chose this way</title><content type='html'>//Edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was a blast even though we went in late and some problems cock up. In the later part, was the bomb! Everyone was so hyped up that we almost took down the whole butter. (Well, not really just at our table area)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 17 people went, got to know new faces too. Well, I couldn't say I'm sober all night but at least I could still walked and take care of Wen. Ohman, she totally K.O. Love yesterday's because I-know-xh-know! Veeeeeeee, Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are up in Facebook! Enjoyable night, I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Can't train for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I went in, gave B a call and wished him. Tsktsktsk, someone went dating without me and would &lt;s&gt;probably forget or NO TIME for our meetup later on.&lt;/s&gt; But still, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SreyHNDR8-I/AAAAAAAAB1k/O8-GxgSUdIg/s1600-h/aloyshar1black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SreyHNDR8-I/AAAAAAAAB1k/O8-GxgSUdIg/s400/aloyshar1black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383967716376966114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5538325046031129122?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5538325046031129122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5538325046031129122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5538325046031129122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5538325046031129122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-chose-this-way.html' title='You chose this way'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SreyHNDR8-I/AAAAAAAAB1k/O8-GxgSUdIg/s72-c/aloyshar1black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6545175936518649361</id><published>2009-09-20T20:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:55:10.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butter or Kaya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay sober stay sober, remember hangover is shit. No more drink drank drunk!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight 'd be a happy night. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm leaving at this point. No big deal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6545175936518649361?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6545175936518649361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6545175936518649361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6545175936518649361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6545175936518649361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/butter-or-kaya.html' title='Butter or Kaya?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8584461214897611030</id><published>2009-09-20T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:27:08.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"This special person is not the only one who will capture your heart, there are plenty more just around the corner if you are open minded and give other people a chance. In time, this special guy will eventually fade away, like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;distant memory&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8584461214897611030?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8584461214897611030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8584461214897611030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8584461214897611030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8584461214897611030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-special-person-is-not-only-one-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-2559992228631685268</id><published>2009-09-20T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:21:56.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“ Wait for the person who pursues you, the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical, the kind of person who brings out the best in you and makes you want to be a better person; wait for the person who will be your best friend , the only person who will drop everything to be with you at any time no matter what the circumstances, for the person who makes you smile like no one else and when they smile you know they need you. Wait for the person who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats and a T-shirt, but appreciates it when you get dressed up for them. And most of all, wait for the person who will put you up at the center of their universe, because that’s where you belong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits to Joce's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the person is not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-2559992228631685268?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/2559992228631685268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=2559992228631685268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2559992228631685268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2559992228631685268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/wait-for-person-who-pursues-you-one-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6628629924905740536</id><published>2009-09-18T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:31:19.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>improvements</title><content type='html'>Reading up information regarding calves aches on the net is scaring the shit out of me. So tomorrow I'll try really slow jogging to run off the pain again. I just hope I can train on saturday, and afterwards I'm so gonna ask someone for a massage on my calves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of resuming work, and damn I'm already counting down to the last day of my work (which I've 16 more work days to go) I'd (most probably) come out with some excuses again to skip work a few days. First time ever, hate working so much (only to this job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6628629924905740536?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6628629924905740536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6628629924905740536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6628629924905740536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6628629924905740536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/improvements.html' title='improvements'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-1743422237116920068</id><published>2009-09-17T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:01:51.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>period</title><content type='html'>My calves giving me problems tightness and stifness in my muscle is so f unbearable that i didn't run today and I am so damn pissed off the whole day I can't even jump over 130 f me seriously I don't want to be so damn weak and need to improve real badly why i can't seems to break over this wall get some stamina legs not weak yadda yadda so I went a tad crazy over supper ate 2 bowls of rice and ice cream for dessert comon I didn't even train and I'm mad hungry like this tell me what's wrong why so damn fup but, recieved a message at the end of the day made my day a lil better and msn; amazing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-1743422237116920068?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/1743422237116920068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=1743422237116920068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1743422237116920068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1743422237116920068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/period.html' title='period'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-940600286215770313</id><published>2009-09-15T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:26:26.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>byab</title><content type='html'>"I forgot your name. Can I call you mine? And, in case you forget            my name too, call me yours." ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-940600286215770313?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/940600286215770313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=940600286215770313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/940600286215770313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/940600286215770313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/byab.html' title='byab'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8384318179968457628</id><published>2009-09-14T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:57:25.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not easy to confess everything out here when you know strangers read it. Sometimes, I really wish to private my blog and then choose the ones that I want them to read. So I'd feel a lot safer. If you are a regular reader here, you'd notice the change. I no longer blog about the exact details of what's happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that memories are important, and always have. By jotting down every single thing that happened, I'm able to recollect those images vividly when I read back or even better - with pictures. How wonderful would it be? But this space just restricted everything. One side, I need my friend to know what's happening inside, and another I want no other unnessasary people to read. Why am I always facing this problem here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you for accomodating to me in every aspect; for  being so selfless; despite the hurtful words I said; for keeping me flying high; for keeping me sane now; for wanting to be there for me, always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sq5iqOa3lBI/AAAAAAAAB1c/NTlIvEw1hIc/s1600-h/aDlfaYTHbqzm2n93nujBj8DCo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sq5iqOa3lBI/AAAAAAAAB1c/NTlIvEw1hIc/s400/aDlfaYTHbqzm2n93nujBj8DCo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381347082319139858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FREESTYLE OMG! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to get this baby! In neon pink. Mind-blowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8384318179968457628?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8384318179968457628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8384318179968457628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8384318179968457628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8384318179968457628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sq5iqOa3lBI/AAAAAAAAB1c/NTlIvEw1hIc/s72-c/aDlfaYTHbqzm2n93nujBj8DCo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6577837800998630436</id><published>2009-09-14T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:44:23.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lonely september</title><content type='html'>Exactly the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6577837800998630436?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6577837800998630436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6577837800998630436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6577837800998630436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6577837800998630436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/lonely-september.html' title='A lonely september'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6309062083666247236</id><published>2009-09-14T01:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T02:01:21.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upper east siders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sq0w9lvAWEI/AAAAAAAAB1U/rGrqkhMi2Dg/s1600-h/image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sq0w9lvAWEI/AAAAAAAAB1U/rGrqkhMi2Dg/s400/image1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381010964437030978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'The Vampire Diaries'&lt;/span&gt; FTW! OMG I'm glad I watched this series. It's awesome. It's aired only 1 episode and I'm so hooked by this series, can't wait can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is 14th sept which means&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; GG season 3&lt;/span&gt;. Oh life just get better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6309062083666247236?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6309062083666247236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6309062083666247236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6309062083666247236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6309062083666247236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/upper-east-siders.html' title='upper east siders'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sq0w9lvAWEI/AAAAAAAAB1U/rGrqkhMi2Dg/s72-c/image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-763909189797137347</id><published>2009-09-13T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:52:55.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug?</title><content type='html'>My heart skipped a beat; frozen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-763909189797137347?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/763909189797137347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=763909189797137347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/763909189797137347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/763909189797137347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/hug.html' title='Hug?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5744019555972178691</id><published>2009-09-13T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:53:16.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't walk away</title><content type='html'>I won't ask for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always prefer the acoustic version to the original song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5744019555972178691?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5744019555972178691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5744019555972178691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5744019555972178691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5744019555972178691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-dont-walk-away.html' title='Please don&apos;t walk away'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-308340658839588683</id><published>2009-09-13T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T15:57:45.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deciding my route</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sqx04GpwlZI/AAAAAAAAB1M/iow_umGvUH0/s1600-h/let_there_be_drums_by_suanyanggmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sqx04GpwlZI/AAAAAAAAB1M/iow_umGvUH0/s400/let_there_be_drums_by_suanyanggmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380804162008159634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still glad that I chose to learn drumming. Initially dad is quite doubtful, afraid that my passion for drums will run low after a period of time. It didn't as up till now, however, when people grow up, don't they tend to take things more seriously? Like me picking up drums is not those '3 minutes on off'  Was actually practising some drum beats and watching the drummers in youtube just now, it's friggin' inspiring I swear. Making me wanna drum every single day. When I'm playing drums, the feeling is just so undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty contenting if I leave out one thing or two. Holidays have been just Ultimate, drumming, and then 'partying'. I'm resuming work on Thursday which I totally loathe. But I can't do anything about it. All I can do is to rely on the thrill of getting money and continue the work. It's just 20days. Bearable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went DK training on saturday which makes me want to play ultimate even more. 2days of training isn't just enough. Need more trainings, like a sudden adrenaline rush. Going 100% competetively! Time to step up step up! I hope I can go next saturday, which would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could turn in early tonight, because weirdly, I woke up at 9 when I slept at 3 in the morning. So now I shall (1)do some cleaning to my room especially my wardrobe (2)practise new drum beats again  (3)finish the last few chapters of Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like a bungee jump without all the safety measures; a point of no return." Honest-to-God, I'd be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-308340658839588683?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/308340658839588683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=308340658839588683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/308340658839588683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/308340658839588683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/deciding-my-route.html' title='deciding my route'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sqx04GpwlZI/AAAAAAAAB1M/iow_umGvUH0/s72-c/let_there_be_drums_by_suanyanggmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5967367157657755570</id><published>2009-09-11T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:24:27.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Someone is dying of happiness! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5967367157657755570?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5967367157657755570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5967367157657755570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5967367157657755570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5967367157657755570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone-is-dying-of-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6300784286205960746</id><published>2009-09-10T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:59:42.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S</title><content type='html'>I'm happy because citi clear just arrived, which equivalent to free entry to Phuture/Zouk. Ultimately becoming partay every night? I sincerely hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was Gamer with L didn't realise it's M18 until I was in the theatre. A tad gruesome and the concept is very much like 'The Death Race' movie. Overall it's still 'watchable'. I had popcorns despite my throat. You see, temptations. So afterward was Hong Kong cafe; Cheese baked rice FTW! and we just hang around and he went to meet his army friends while I went over to meet the J's. Anyhowz, Bon Voyage and remember my instant noodles at Taiwan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone&lt;br /&gt;Just the one, two i was just counting on&lt;br /&gt;That never happens&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm dreaming again&lt;br /&gt;Let's be more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to play it like a game&lt;br /&gt;Well, come on, come on, let's play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than have to forget you for one whole minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6300784286205960746?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6300784286205960746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6300784286205960746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6300784286205960746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6300784286205960746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/sos.html' title='S.O.S'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-1519510514724697997</id><published>2009-09-09T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:37:21.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy 9nine day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so much things to say, I'll do a proper update once I've the time. Goodnight Earthlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-1519510514724697997?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/1519510514724697997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=1519510514724697997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1519510514724697997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1519510514724697997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-9nine-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-2321904357673726206</id><published>2009-09-08T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:17:39.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HIDDEN AGENDA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-2321904357673726206?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/2321904357673726206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=2321904357673726206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2321904357673726206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2321904357673726206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/hidden-agenda.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4753216355772008025</id><published>2009-09-08T03:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:57:30.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you'll be there, just for me</title><content type='html'>I like today, cause something awesome happened. I did something which sum up the whole of my 18 years of courages and it turns out unexpectedly good. Didn't know someone needs his 22 years of courages too. So he thinks(WOW) HAHA! Well, nothing else matters for now and yes, I should start believing him more. Pretty touch and amaze by his words, totally unexpected. Alright, it's just between the two of us and let's just stay this way :D Okay I'm crashing now, I'm left with 5hours of sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4753216355772008025?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4753216355772008025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4753216355772008025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4753216355772008025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4753216355772008025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-youll-be-there-just-for-me.html' title='I know you&apos;ll be there, just for me'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8147702815615159851</id><published>2009-09-05T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:56:44.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As long as it can't be seen anymore, the heart forgets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8147702815615159851?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8147702815615159851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8147702815615159851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8147702815615159851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8147702815615159851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-long-as-it-cant-be-seen-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-2295877071261753259</id><published>2009-09-04T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:30:02.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FULFILLING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sp_rReDGtOI/AAAAAAAAB08/KlxbQnn9vOk/s1600-h/7234_1223419389512_1349812409_30672899_6207640_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sp_rReDGtOI/AAAAAAAAB08/KlxbQnn9vOk/s400/7234_1223419389512_1349812409_30672899_6207640_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377275165460051170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; we know you would be back in 3 months time. I will wait for my Paul to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life's been great for me recently except for two things; Paul's leaving and Work. Otherwise my holidays would be perfect. Everything is picking up in my life; I've finally taken up drum course which I've been dreaming since years and I really enjoy drumming even though the journey takes about 1 hour, I still feel that it's all worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally feel a rush/passion/need for Ultimate and this is the first time I want to really improve tremendously. Only forward and march towards my goal. Finally decided to really join in high jump(trainings) and many were pretty supportive of it. First; I enjoy the feeling of 'flying' over the bar. Secondly; I'm able to improve my vertical jump which is helpful in my ultimate career. (Y) So yessa, my life is like sport, music, sport, music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please cancel out work, work is a drag. I just wish so much that they would sack me(but still give me my pay) Happy thing is that I need no work for 1 whole week. and I'm going shopping this Saturday! Retail therapy is always the antidote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-2295877071261753259?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/2295877071261753259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=2295877071261753259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2295877071261753259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2295877071261753259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/fulfilling.html' title='FULFILLING'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sp_rReDGtOI/AAAAAAAAB08/KlxbQnn9vOk/s72-c/7234_1223419389512_1349812409_30672899_6207640_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-552328195234934677</id><published>2009-09-03T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:01:03.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE'S GREAT!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-552328195234934677?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/552328195234934677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=552328195234934677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/552328195234934677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/552328195234934677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/lifes-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5848117534737153845</id><published>2009-09-01T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:06:18.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me it's okay</title><content type='html'>The old tapes are playing again, history repeats itself. I can't help but to think I'm losing someone important anytime soon. Feeling so insecure out of sudden like the things I cherish most are going off one by one. I'm trying my very best to salvage it, but it's not reciprocating. What can I do to make things right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down with sore throat again, must be last night's. Fatfat is down with cough too, hope he gets well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH, I've to travel all the way to TJP alone (AGAIN) I'm late but who cares, I feel cheated so am not gonna to be nice anymore! I H8 travelling to far places alone I H8 crossing roads w cars I H8 when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5848117534737153845?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5848117534737153845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5848117534737153845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5848117534737153845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5848117534737153845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/09/tell-me-its-okay.html' title='Tell me it&apos;s okay'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5838098809498712331</id><published>2009-08-29T00:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:35:29.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://zaratops.deviantart.com/art/Speak-Your-Mind-101117754"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SpgG0OUtsgI/AAAAAAAAB00/8HgYTIOEG6c/s400/Speak_Your_Mind__by_Zaratops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375053649534628354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I STOP BELIEVING SINCE THEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5838098809498712331?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5838098809498712331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5838098809498712331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5838098809498712331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5838098809498712331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-stop-believing-since-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SpgG0OUtsgI/AAAAAAAAB00/8HgYTIOEG6c/s72-c/Speak_Your_Mind__by_Zaratops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-2512182714280870514</id><published>2009-08-27T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:53:50.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised I've been taking things for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-2512182714280870514?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/2512182714280870514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=2512182714280870514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2512182714280870514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2512182714280870514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-realised-ive-been-taking-things-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6716382344703793170</id><published>2009-08-25T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:23:18.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't care don't care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super sad because I've to travel all the wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy to west side for an interview tomorrow(Good enough dad's fetching me there but not fetching me back! I'm so so so worried that I might get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; there) *Cross fingers* I hope Baby is willing to wait for me and so we could bus/train/whatever back to nyp for training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a happier note, I had egg porridge just now and it has two egg yolks which is like the most awesome thing ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So move on to today's training. As expected, I.lost.touch.in.ultimate. First dont-know-how-many-throws was OMG CMI. but slowly picking up and I like Ben's idea of the excercise book and ohhh like I can pen down my thoughts and stuff. Well, I'm better in writing, not really speaking kind. So woooots ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall end here and pack my stuffs for tomorrow! Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6716382344703793170?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6716382344703793170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6716382344703793170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6716382344703793170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6716382344703793170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-care-dont-care.html' title='Don&apos;t care don&apos;t care'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-3778479926477653927</id><published>2009-08-25T00:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:42:46.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uptown Get Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Training tomorrow can't wait to throw to run to toss to flip to huck to talk to chat to meet ultimate friends can't wait to meet up with voovoo I have so much to t t t t tell her my secrets my troubles my everything I want to pour to her because she understands and someone please bring me to watch The Proposal omg it's damn hilarious S asked me to apply for Citiback Clear Card OMG awesome because free entry to Zouk ha ha ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-3778479926477653927?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/3778479926477653927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=3778479926477653927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3778479926477653927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3778479926477653927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/uptown-get-around.html' title='Uptown Get Around'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4102912800440527528</id><published>2009-08-24T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:49:24.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two tickets to a romantic ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up like super early by some agency and dragged myself to write a resume in a semi-conscious state. Ha ha hope I get some nice adminstrative jobs though. So yesterday I didn't stone my day away, met up with Fatfat instead. He is being nice to accompany me for dinner even though he have eaten, but he is still as mean as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; _ _ _ _ _&lt;/span&gt; hurhur. B, please please please do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;cut your hair. :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; If you are reading up till here, you will realise my recent posts are all cluttered together. It's on purpose, so you know those irrelevant people wouldn't bother to read these chunk of words - my life. I would really like to leave down details of what is happening around me, as then when I read back all the post, I can have some vivid recollection. I've no pictorial, so I decided to pen everything down from now. For me, for my loves, for my friends.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now 1:26 and I'm still comtemplating to go out or not to. I'm foreva procrastinating, damn shiat. Meet up is at 2pm and I'm still here blogging, youtube-ing and yes procrastinating. I don't know why do I feel that travelling is a chore to me now and so unwilling to even step out of house now. Just want to rot and watch The Tom and Jerry show the whole day. I swear T&amp;amp;J is my happy pills, even though I've watched several episodes for countless times, I'm still laughing and enjoying it. (Y) Best Cartoon ever yes yes yes.  Decided to go out now. Shall update if I reach home early today which I highly doubt so. Ciao  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4102912800440527528?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4102912800440527528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4102912800440527528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4102912800440527528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4102912800440527528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/ticket-to-romantic-ride_24.html' title='Two tickets to a romantic ride'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-3862954455871291112</id><published>2009-08-23T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:26:18.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk, luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It is as if I took a magic potion that allows the unpleasantness to roll off me like water off a duck's back. However unlike the duck that stays dry, problems just won't vanish the way I wanted it to be. I'm having the necessary antidote, alcohol as always, makes me a tad happier so that I need not pretend to be happy. When I'm sober, half of the time I'm thinking about it, so I would rather let the alcohol washes it off temporarily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So in the end I did meet LC and I was super late I'm sorry! Had Pasta like how long since I last ate it, I finished the whole plate in minutes! Okay, I was hungry. Walk around and had B&amp;amp;J's I swear Chunky Monkey is the BOMB k! Then headed down to meet the rest at Clarke Quay. Tried Social House for the first time and it wasn't very happening. Even if it's ladies' night I don't see that many people. So we switched to Phuture in the end. and  when we reached S said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"Phuture is like my hometown."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Ha ha ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;x10,000 times better than Powerhouse I should say, but it's damn packed in the dancefloor and almost everywhere. It's like a real big can of sardines. Had to really squeeezed through the crowd to get out. Had fun and I almost got wasted but didn't! Left early because I was mad tired like seriously T.I.R.E.D to the point that I could sleep in the club. Sorry Sher &amp;amp;Xinh for leaving early and killed the mood but I know you girls had fun even after I left right? Ha ha ha I know you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I decided to set aside partying and camp home the whole of today. Get my things done and the first, is to pack my room NOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-3862954455871291112?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/3862954455871291112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=3862954455871291112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3862954455871291112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3862954455871291112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/drunk-luv.html' title='Drunk, luv'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4824846960573272547</id><published>2009-08-22T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:04:36.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So yesterday I did go in the end, but to powerhouse instead. Sorry Xinh for not going Zouk instead! Awww, blame me that I wanted to go powerhouse because of the free entry for members. The crowd and the music is like hmmmm... okay not our type. But anyhow, i enjoyed the company, awesome and it's YC's virgin trip to club ha ha hope he enjoyed. Butter Fact next week with them again!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and today yet again before I woke up, am disturbed by so many msg about partying tonight. I'm not kidding about this, groups asking me to go club, like now out of sudden everyone is going to club or are they always going? It's just that I'm only starting now. Ha ha and noooooooooooo, I'm not hook on clubbing just yet. Only enjoying the company and the alcohol ha ha. Alcohol makes people a tad happier and high temporarily, no? So just like yesterday, to go or not to go - Rebel, Social House or Phuture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I guess I really have to stop partying like after next wed{J asked, so chopchop must go for Paul. Heh Heh} and then start doing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what I am suppose to do. &lt;/span&gt;Like my to-do lists! Woohoooo, can't wait. and I need a job badlyy. At the rate I'm spending, I'm so gonna be damn broke at the end of month! Outrageous outflow of cash and no income, how can! I'm comtemplating to take up a job at Jurong. Like W.T.F JURONG? but the pay is pretty attractive - 10 bucks per hour leh. HMMMMMM, thinking still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So off to watch my Lady Castle! I.dont.feel.like.going.out.lazy.bones.acting.up. Just want to stay home nua whole day! but LC will skin me alive if I cancel last minute, yes no yes no? Okay I will tell you my decision next post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4824846960573272547?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4824846960573272547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4824846960573272547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4824846960573272547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4824846960573272547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-yesterday-i-did-go-in-end-but-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-1112005776337918305</id><published>2009-08-21T19:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:47:13.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you want us, express it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I decided to do a long update after so long, since it's holiday. I shall pen down some thoughts I'm having now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the partay mood as of what I've expected before exams. Like my mood was totally killed right after the last paper. Probably is the red doings, practically no mood for anything. By saying anything I mean - stepping out of the house. I'm sorry I cancelled on so many people today. I feeeeeeeeeel so lethargic for God knows why. Been sick and on red during exams period, what a tragedy. I hope my GPA maintains, which is so out of the question. Maybe I should use one day or two to overhaul my emotion batteries. Like not doing anything that is hurtful to my brain anymore. I'm not tired physically, just tired, tired in the mental I should say. and now I'm still comtemplating to go club or not to go. Want to go out and have some fun but just couldn't bring my boday to move a inch and I hope I won't cancel the lunch/dinner out with LC tomorrow like last minute again or else he would skin me alive. Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So holidays here, and I did said I've many things to fulfilled but oh boy maybe it's only the start of holiday that's why I'm still at a lost of where should I start first, too much too overwhelming! Like vrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm holidays here and what's next! Oh, I'm trying drum if you did read previous entries. I'm enrolling in next week and hope the first lesson would turn out awesome and won't clash with anything like trainings. Speaking of Ultimate, boy boy how long have I not play ultimate? I totally missssssssss it, like as vast as the ocean. Ha ha ha. I'm so gonna play the whole of next Tuesdays out and get back my throws and stuffs. Step up step up I should!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone.changes.so.i.just.have.to.get.use.to.it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so should I go party tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-1112005776337918305?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/1112005776337918305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=1112005776337918305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1112005776337918305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1112005776337918305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-want-us-express-it.html' title='If you want us, express it'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5823829092152516038</id><published>2009-08-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:43:45.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I don't give in no matter what, the useful things still haven't died&lt;br /&gt;Only you caused a broken body, dead dreams, lost heart&lt;br /&gt;If it's for you, this one body will fly, will rush to where you're at&lt;br /&gt;However you say goodbye and goodbye to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said what's the reason you don't want me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all about your confident (facial) expressions, do it sadly&lt;br /&gt;Even if I say alright or ask for a chance&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the cold look in your eyes when you turn around once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*No no&lt;br /&gt;Yo ma heart heart heart heart heart breaker&lt;br /&gt;What did I do wrong&lt;br /&gt;Yo ma heart heart heart heart heart breaker&lt;br /&gt;No way no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say I'm leaving, I'm really going&lt;br /&gt;To see if you can live well [without me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is tedious, this is not going smoothly&lt;br /&gt;My heart's tragedy no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask the same every day, you say that I've changed&lt;br /&gt;Will you please shut your mouth&lt;br /&gt;You speak while knowing who you're talking to&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm out of control, constantly while being alone&lt;br /&gt;In that spot, that place, it's goodbye and goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said what's the reason you don't want me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all about your confident (facial) expressions, do it sadly&lt;br /&gt;Even if I say alright or ask for a chance&lt;br /&gt;I hate the cold smile you have when you turn around once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say I'm leaving, I'm really going&lt;br /&gt;To see if you can live well [without me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is tedious, this is not going smoothly&lt;br /&gt;My heart's tragedy no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be there (inside your turned off phone)&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be there (at the mailbox in front of my house)&lt;br /&gt;You..I still...(even if we're "strangers" now)&lt;br /&gt;I will still be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be together, those words&lt;br /&gt;It's only sweet for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Why do you not care when&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I'm hurting this much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo ma heart heart heart breaker breaker&lt;br /&gt;Yo ma heart heart heart breaker breaker&lt;br /&gt;H.e.a.r.t. breaker no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5823829092152516038?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5823829092152516038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5823829092152516038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5823829092152516038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5823829092152516038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-give-in-no-matter-what-useful.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5636551265102521078</id><published>2009-08-18T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:51:46.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sop5N7o2aqI/AAAAAAAAB0c/chKjXKf4VNc/s1600-h/heartkun1_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371238785847028386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sop5N7o2aqI/AAAAAAAAB0c/chKjXKf4VNc/s400/heartkun1_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[image from cuteoverload]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He is born with heart-shape marking, That brings one good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5636551265102521078?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5636551265102521078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sop5N7o2aqI/AAAAAAAAB0c/chKjXKf4VNc/s72-c/heartkun1_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7976234814356194347</id><published>2009-08-17T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:55:20.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you run away now,&lt;br /&gt;Will you come back around?&lt;br /&gt;And if you ran away,&lt;br /&gt;I'd still wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Watching you shine bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back after thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7976234814356194347?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7976234814356194347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-470981833657799272</id><published>2009-08-15T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:33:50.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I agree with Iris, Onsugar is a tad too complex for me, I guess I will stick to blogger, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having insomnia and I'm sitting behind the screen, waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-470981833657799272?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/470981833657799272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=470981833657799272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/470981833657799272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/470981833657799272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-agree-with-iris-onsugar-is-tad-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4966966112261482785</id><published>2009-08-12T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:03:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONSUGARING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hokay, url changed like totally different from all my previous one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://strawberrysunday.onsugar.com/"&gt;strawberrysunday.onsugar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's a meaning to this url one hokay. Not just any-old-how. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might want to come back to blogger, hmmmmm. Should I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4966966112261482785?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4966966112261482785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4966966112261482785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4966966112261482785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4966966112261482785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/onsugaring_12.html' title='ONSUGARING'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-3420055854266577714</id><published>2009-08-11T00:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T01:02:12.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose the one that loves you more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everything else doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-3420055854266577714?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/3420055854266577714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=3420055854266577714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3420055854266577714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3420055854266577714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-else-doesnt-matter.html' title='Choose the one that loves you more'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7020741065956675573</id><published>2009-08-11T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T01:01:04.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and you know what, I want a goodbye now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because I don't want to keep up with this game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7020741065956675573?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7020741065956675573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7020741065956675573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7020741065956675573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7020741065956675573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-you-know-what-i-want-goodbye-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-2005952237586399488</id><published>2009-08-08T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:26:54.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though I can't get to watch NDP'09, happy still.&lt;br /&gt;Gave the tix to my mum and dad for them to watch tgt instead&lt;br /&gt;because my dad has never been to one.&lt;br /&gt;It's so heartwarming by just seeing how excited my dad is,&lt;br /&gt;telling me he would wear red tmr, take lots pictures and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;It has made my choice worthwhile afterall.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-2005952237586399488?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/2005952237586399488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=2005952237586399488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2005952237586399488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2005952237586399488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/even-though-i-cant-get-to-watch-ndp09.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-1823323715216918131</id><published>2009-08-08T20:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:05:05.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make way for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sn2LR1iSIsI/AAAAAAAAB0U/pyEuOI6PlIg/s1600-h/3002527953_f086341be6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367599469440410306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sn2LR1iSIsI/AAAAAAAAB0U/pyEuOI6PlIg/s400/3002527953_f086341be6_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[image from cuteoverload]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So morning was watching sing opens and then to Voo's crib. That two hours were productive (Y) and yes, met &lt;strong&gt;Sugard&lt;/strong&gt; after that! Like once in the blue moon then would call me luh luh luh. Oh boy, this dude has become so handsome that I almost couldn't regconise him. SEEEE, this happened when you don't find your mummy as often already. Bad boy! But he's nice, bought me my fav. mars bar! Like this is the only plus point he has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; but he asked me to wash off my&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt; toenails! :( why no one likes it huh, I personally think it's like NICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we talked about my after exam to-dos! {more to be added} So excited can. I got so carried away just by listing these, wonder what would it really be after exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Play better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drum lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Storybooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crubbb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thailand Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WWW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Movie/Drama Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Movie Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slumber Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pack my room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-1823323715216918131?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/1823323715216918131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=1823323715216918131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1823323715216918131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1823323715216918131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/make-way-for-you.html' title='make way for you'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sn2LR1iSIsI/AAAAAAAAB0U/pyEuOI6PlIg/s72-c/3002527953_f086341be6_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-9095922262963116075</id><published>2009-08-08T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:42:52.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uu_eqwJ2Iwo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uu_eqwJ2Iwo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This version is the dope, quite entertaining too. Love Bug still top my fav for so long. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-9095922262963116075?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/9095922262963116075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=9095922262963116075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/9095922262963116075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/9095922262963116075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-version-is-awesome-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5539579178612442559</id><published>2009-08-07T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:54:35.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm totally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in love&lt;/span&gt; with voovoo's notes. She's awesome :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5539579178612442559?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5539579178612442559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5539579178612442559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5539579178612442559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5539579178612442559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-totally-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-129970441569252923</id><published>2009-08-07T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:26:46.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has become a part of my internal monologue, that I've gradually accept the truth and the friendship between us. I just wonder, how long could we keep up to this. We haven't come to realise that it's becoming our habit. Oh, maybe it's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-129970441569252923?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/129970441569252923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=129970441569252923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/129970441569252923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/129970441569252923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-has-become-part-of-my-internal.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-3604095469554390692</id><published>2009-08-06T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:47:27.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Snr38iNnY8I/AAAAAAAAB0M/eIpFXlGQl-Q/s1600-h/cookie-stealing-bunny_560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Snr38iNnY8I/AAAAAAAAB0M/eIpFXlGQl-Q/s400/cookie-stealing-bunny_560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366874525313491906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One tutorial down so here am I. Relieved because I'm no longer stuck at one bloody question, which is pretty a big time for celebration. I shall treat myself some korean noodle now! Kimchi maggie for the win, definitely. and chocolate cookies and maybe one episode, yesyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till major end, so that I can partay whole day whole night. There are so many to-dos on my after.exam.list, and more to be added. Just thinking about fulfilling all those on my list makes me damn hyped up!! Woohoo!! 20 20 20!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-3604095469554390692?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/3604095469554390692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=3604095469554390692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3604095469554390692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3604095469554390692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-tutorial-down-so-here-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Snr38iNnY8I/AAAAAAAAB0M/eIpFXlGQl-Q/s72-c/cookie-stealing-bunny_560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5622667500713054305</id><published>2009-08-05T22:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:37:36.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RISE AND SHINE~ Today study was productive. Well, quite. So 1st floor study area is the best place ever, like I'm able to totally focus focus. Just some minor distractions yet not as cold as the library! I might go there again to study if I could wake up EARLY tomorrow. Totally so loving the geek mode I'm having now! But I hate it when I'm stuck at one question for what seem eternity. Makes me want to end my life, literally. TSK! So so so, after that was Dinner with B, and crashed once I reached home. So now must study study study study study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5622667500713054305?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5622667500713054305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5622667500713054305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5622667500713054305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5622667500713054305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/rise-and-shine-3-time-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4538314182054677149</id><published>2009-08-04T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:58:19.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My happiness can be found in a letterbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/L said U&amp;amp;I acted so weird in front of everyone, yes? :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4538314182054677149?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4538314182054677149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4538314182054677149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4538314182054677149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4538314182054677149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-happiness-can-be-found-in-letterbox.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8579008314998320397</id><published>2009-08-04T02:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:16:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone started studying except me.&lt;br /&gt;I veri scareddddddddddddddd, reallizxzx&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8579008314998320397?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8579008314998320397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8579008314998320397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8579008314998320397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8579008314998320397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyone-started-studying-except-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-735860565044605146</id><published>2009-08-04T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:09:13.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sidetracking again blogging here.&lt;br /&gt;French roleplay is killing me, a big time bitch.&lt;br /&gt;H8 it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I might get to watch NDP Parade this Sunday{80Percent}&lt;br /&gt;Happy still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushed at 9ish, but thanks to youknowyouknow I still awake now. Tsktsktsk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-735860565044605146?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/735860565044605146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=735860565044605146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/735860565044605146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/735860565044605146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sidetracking-again-blogging-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-2173266895846528036</id><published>2009-08-02T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:39:05.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm calling McDelivery, I neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed Shaker Fries now now now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-2173266895846528036?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/2173266895846528036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=2173266895846528036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2173266895846528036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/2173266895846528036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-calling-mcdelivery-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4404014651701014971</id><published>2009-08-02T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:39:30.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ilikelongtext</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They said to stop thinking about the same thing all day long, all you need is to find a distraction. I went to seek for one, but ended up I've gotten myself so many unnecessary distractions. Time to retreat to mountains, and switch on geek mode! Less than 2 weeks to major and I can't switch off my party mode, HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon you have to study now now now now now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4404014651701014971?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4404014651701014971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4404014651701014971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4404014651701014971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4404014651701014971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VX2YRaDFLtc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6107211320234051460?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6107211320234051460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6107211320234051460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry  I'm sorry I really didn't mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4098479924613511858?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4098479924613511858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4098479924613511858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4098479924613511858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4098479924613511858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sorry-im-sorry-im-sorry-im-sorry-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8236686145436429647</id><published>2009-07-31T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:12:37.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Absence makes the heart grow fonder, no?&lt;br /&gt;Absence made me lost something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8236686145436429647?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8236686145436429647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8236686145436429647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8236686145436429647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8236686145436429647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7891193548960326820</id><published>2009-07-31T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:10:10.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday? Boy I've been missing out so much.&lt;br /&gt;On a rare friday morning, I'm having nuggets and shaker fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7891193548960326820?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7891193548960326820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7891193548960326820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7891193548960326820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7891193548960326820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday-boy-ive-been-missing-out-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-9060772742057500454</id><published>2009-07-30T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T02:15:58.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't have to be so hard on yourself&lt;br /&gt;I know the world can be a brutal place&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let it steal your smile away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when the sky's the darkest&lt;br /&gt;You can see the stars&lt;br /&gt;And when you fall the hardest&lt;br /&gt;You find how strong you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, rest awhile&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long, long day&lt;br /&gt;So come on baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;Have a little faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let those tears fall&lt;br /&gt;You gave it your all&lt;br /&gt;That's all you can do, I'll be here for you&lt;br /&gt;And there goes your cry, crushed on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it takes a wall to tumble down&lt;br /&gt;For you to see who's gonna stick around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordin Sparks - Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-9060772742057500454?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/9060772742057500454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=9060772742057500454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/9060772742057500454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/9060772742057500454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-nothing-seems-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6609402064481591908</id><published>2009-07-29T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:41:10.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexay</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XlTqQjOJ7jk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XlTqQjOJ7jk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've kick that habit away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6609402064481591908?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6609402064481591908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6609402064481591908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6609402064481591908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6609402064481591908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/dope.html' title='Sexay'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-69029528500399642</id><published>2009-07-29T12:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:57:58.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having withdrawal symptoms, because I woke up too early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-69029528500399642?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/69029528500399642/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8761935457509125116</id><published>2009-07-29T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T02:09:00.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You change your mind like a girl changes clothes</title><content type='html'>Those anonymous taggers are getting on my nerves, like seriously. {Tags will be deleted and not be entertained anymore} Whether or not am I attached or who is baby, does it affect your life&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that bad?&lt;/span&gt; What's so big deal about this? Stop poking your nose into somebody's else business. Unless you tell me your life depends on it, you couldn't live without knowing my answer. Comon~ This is my blog, I've got the right to at least CHOOSE what to disclose, what not to. It's not my obligation to report every single detail to anyone who just throw me questions. Hello, i'm writting about my life, not yours. So, get a life of your own and scram &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning on full geek mode after school tomorrow. Just the thought of me = nerd, got me all so hyped up and so ready to study! WEEEZ I'm not greedy -&lt;br /&gt;I. just. want. to. maintain. my. GPA. Nope, not greedy not wanting GPA 3.5, but just maintain 3.3! :&gt; Gonna crash now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very random, I want to go to Marina Barrage again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8761935457509125116?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8761935457509125116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8761935457509125116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8761935457509125116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8761935457509125116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-change-your-mind-like-girl-changes.html' title='You change your mind like a girl changes clothes'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4181788448727125826</id><published>2009-07-28T02:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T02:35:00.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extraordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So it's better to act indifferent and always be the peppy cheerful me, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was an 'impromptu' movie night with Fatfat. Sadly, it's because his jamming session was cancelled last minute, so hello I'm like the substitute. Nevertheless, I enjoyed his company and not the show, seriously. I could conclude that Saw is really not my type of movie, got so traumatised after watching it that I've to calm down by watching some hilarious flick - F.U and felt a lot better. So NO to horror/gruesome etc etc flicks foreva! So this is how I spent my night instead of studying. So I shall start studying tomorrow and throw my laptop aside {MAJOR DISTRACTION} ! Ohboy, please let me sense the urgency and start studying! Oh, In case you folks are wondering, Fatfat and Baby is the same person. Comon' I don't really have that many guys in my life. He is one of my Baby(s) bee.tee.doubleliew, I'm faithful :&gt; A's B, yesyes? Gonna crash now! TMR GEEK MODE ON TTM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"When all work that hard for the same goal, it could &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; result in all getting what they desire. B'cos not everyone has want the very same end product. However, it doesn't necessary mean the 'leftovers' are redundant. They are trying, too - Just on a different pace. Ultimately, just reaching the same goal at a different timing.&lt;br /&gt;It is just it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not everyone wants to be 1st&lt;/span&gt;, really"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4181788448727125826?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4181788448727125826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4181788448727125826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4181788448727125826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4181788448727125826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/extraordinary.html' title='Extraordinary'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-3389111534544498467</id><published>2009-07-26T05:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T05:59:37.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmtzSlYSZII/AAAAAAAABzs/oowqcgEJbz4/s1600-h/6409_130887141163_581081163_3150585_780262_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmtzSlYSZII/AAAAAAAABzs/oowqcgEJbz4/s200/6409_130887141163_581081163_3150585_780262_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362506544423527554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"If I'm upset, I could look for you, because you're my happy pills" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh boy I loveeeee being Happy Pills but I've to stresssssss AGAIN am no drama queen* :&gt; I'm happy pills for all my fwwwens! Look at the time now- 5:00AM and I'm still not a tad sleepy at all! was on phone with Bun for almost 4hours. &lt;s&gt;We could really talk&lt;/s&gt; No, he could really talk non-stop hit. He totally changed my perspective on certain things! AMAZING. Since Immm not sleeping, I shall do a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;long update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Life's been treating me fairly well!(After that annoying reds!) Friends experienced drastic changes in my mood for the past 1 week. Baby said especially him, no? Was I that cranky! Oh, and weekend was awesome. I woke up super early specially for Baby on Friday morning, ain't I sweeeeet? Ok it was for French I admit! One thing I like about his house - those family photos hanging on the wall in his house! It gives me a sudden warmth of feeling, oh man I want to hang my family photos around my house too! We left in the noon for lunch as he had coaching after that. BOOO which makes me watched F-U for 30minutes only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Smt6ScvOPyI/AAAAAAAABz0/v7_GOW4-JIA/s1600-h/P250709_12.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Smt6ScvOPyI/AAAAAAAABz0/v7_GOW4-JIA/s200/P250709_12.30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362514238685200162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Wendy Loo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; right after lunch and we headed to Singapore Post. This bouquet is done by me, yes my second pretty self-wrap bouquet! As usual, I went crazy in the shop. So anyhowz I did stayover on Friday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and it's all about eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Eat, eat and then eat! I like(Y) because I can definitely gain a few kilos if I go every week, yes? Stayover at Wendy Loo's aunt's place is always my favourite. and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;NINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; We should totally have a slumber party soon! Have been travelling to places with them and the long car journey is love(Laughed pretty hard for the Ben's sound recording. Hokay, inside joke!) but I still prefer long bus ride, provided that I get to see the streets from the windows. Don't ask me why, cos Idk too. and yes CISCO is so adorable that I want to kidnap him home. Yes, their new dog C-I-S-C-O. Awwwww, I want... :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; back, period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-3389111534544498467?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/3389111534544498467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=3389111534544498467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3389111534544498467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3389111534544498467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-im-upset-i-could-look-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmtzSlYSZII/AAAAAAAABzs/oowqcgEJbz4/s72-c/6409_130887141163_581081163_3150585_780262_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-687969054689146823</id><published>2009-07-24T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:27:12.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmiNPMfqexI/AAAAAAAABy0/nuOXzzp6QAk/s1600-h/6409_130886966163_581081163_3150556_7320034_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmiNPMfqexI/AAAAAAAABy0/nuOXzzp6QAk/s400/6409_130886966163_581081163_3150556_7320034_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361690648576162578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a blast - movie, gossip, snacks, pillowwwwwww-fight with bangbangs. I'm the standing survivor! More of today ok~ MOVIE NIGHT FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhowz, &gt;:C Immmmmm not drama queen! WHY so many people like to say me drama mama. Hur hur, I'm just pretty much a good entertainment okay. &amp;amp;just go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lil bit&lt;/span&gt; too hype up sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are two things that top my to-buy list now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt; Handphone strap. I've a habit of leaving my phone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anywhere&lt;/span&gt;. Chan has been picking up my phone for me, if not I've lost it umpteen times! and she is on the verge of killing me everything I forget my phone! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(2) &lt;/span&gt;A skirt! Someone's complaining that I'm not wearing skirt at all, like for the whole year. I just find wearing skirt a bother. Not comfy to wear out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should turn in like now, or else Baby is gonna kill me if I could not wake up in time tomorrow! Goodnight Earthlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-687969054689146823?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/687969054689146823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=687969054689146823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/687969054689146823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/687969054689146823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/c-immmmmm-not-drama-queen-why-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmiNPMfqexI/AAAAAAAABy0/nuOXzzp6QAk/s72-c/6409_130886966163_581081163_3150556_7320034_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7350800911836580295</id><published>2009-07-23T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T02:09:27.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11:11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmdTlz9VEbI/AAAAAAAABys/QpXECYkVNr4/s1600-h/6409_130887346163_581081163_3150624_2295592_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmdTlz9VEbI/AAAAAAAABys/QpXECYkVNr4/s400/6409_130887346163_581081163_3150624_2295592_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361345790475571634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lumlum, your face's here! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful that at this 'downturn' of my life, I've awesome companions and confidants like Chanchan, lumlum, brother Megan (HAHAH) and of course Baby - Where I could turn to them anytime. So life's still great even after all those upsetting stuffs which had been bothering me for quite a period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's asking me the same question. Oh man, quit asking me the same question over and over again! Not sure if I should continue to feign ignorance. Do you think it's the best solution? "Huh, I don't know what you're talking about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing that I've a break(self-declared) now, before all the majors come crashing in less than 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Kumar on Youtube, friggin' funnaye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7350800911836580295?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7350800911836580295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7350800911836580295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7350800911836580295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7350800911836580295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/1111.html' title='11:11'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmdTlz9VEbI/AAAAAAAABys/QpXECYkVNr4/s72-c/6409_130887346163_581081163_3150624_2295592_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-3631558609964003570</id><published>2009-07-22T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:31:22.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh 20 20 20</title><content type='html'>20th 20th 20th 20th &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20th August &lt;/span&gt;is the day I'm looking forward to. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-3631558609964003570?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/3631558609964003570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=3631558609964003570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3631558609964003570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3631558609964003570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/20th-20th-20th-20th-20th-august-would.html' title='oh 20 20 20'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6808820903419562367</id><published>2009-07-20T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:41:17.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmR_QO9eQVI/AAAAAAAAByU/jnstQGqiNNQ/s1600-h/5849_227196780435_634560435_7928162_4243891_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmR_QO9eQVI/AAAAAAAAByU/jnstQGqiNNQ/s400/5849_227196780435_634560435_7928162_4243891_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360549373348299090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmR-8vm-BCI/AAAAAAAAByE/ZQUMk9pbitI/s1600-h/mejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmR-8vm-BCI/AAAAAAAAByE/ZQUMk9pbitI/s400/mejo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360549038514897954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy pills!&lt;br /&gt;{See, I go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; in front of webcams, literally}&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my club, Chan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Lumlum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is also one of my dearest! Dearest of the dearest k &lt;3 Sweeeeeet enough? Hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6808820903419562367?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6808820903419562367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6808820903419562367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6808820903419562367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6808820903419562367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-pills-see-i-go-crazy-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmR_QO9eQVI/AAAAAAAAByU/jnstQGqiNNQ/s72-c/5849_227196780435_634560435_7928162_4243891_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-1171490562795175288</id><published>2009-07-19T10:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:38:03.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm amaze at the time I woke up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by myself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;without morning call or anything, miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-1171490562795175288?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/1171490562795175288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=1171490562795175288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1171490562795175288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1171490562795175288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-amaze-at-time-i-woke-up-by-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6629202582680938344</id><published>2009-07-19T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:32:31.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When this beautiful night calls you and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmIR-OffVJI/AAAAAAAABx8/eSBJ0WwWlb0/s1600-h/printscr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmIR-OffVJI/AAAAAAAABx8/eSBJ0WwWlb0/s400/printscr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359866267264046226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching show and studying at the same time, trying to master multi-tasking! Oh, that's a handsome dude in the show I'm watching. Anyway today was a tiring but an awesome day. Oh wait, not really that awesome if I count that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one thing&lt;/span&gt; in, honestly. But well at least the friends and company were good! Too bad I can't drink. Home @ around 12ish after supper with dad and mum. Ee Mian ftw! I think I'm going to have it again tomorrow! Okay, tmr studyzxzx and maybe play? :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that I could change the number, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6629202582680938344?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6629202582680938344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6629202582680938344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6629202582680938344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6629202582680938344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-this-beautiful-night-calls-you-and.html' title='When this beautiful night calls you and I'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmIR-OffVJI/AAAAAAAABx8/eSBJ0WwWlb0/s72-c/printscr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-3115134567323418679</id><published>2009-07-17T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:03:25.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're hot and cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmCcGFw1gxI/AAAAAAAABxs/BUi2sVm0NeU/s200/P090709_22.48.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359455185011049234" border="0" /&gt;I think in the near future or probably tomorrow my blog would be filled with my photos! WEEEEEE cause am getting a webcam soon. Yknw, I would get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over excited&lt;/span&gt; in front of a web cam everytime, literally. SO SO SO, fwennnns&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; video call&lt;/span&gt; with me kkkkkk!&amp;amp;&amp;amp; There goes the plan of my virgin trip to pub/club. Initially was still happily talking with Voo about it, and poof next minute dad said N.O. Am very upset but decided to listen to dad because he is really concerned about my safety although there's really nothing to worry about. But I can understand that he is just very worried. So decided not to go against him because there's really a lot of next time. Being a very excellent dad, he even asked me if I want to watch movie with him then. Oh.Em.Gee, tell me how could I bring myself to quarrel with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I cancelled two plans to club. Sorry Voo and Sweet! Next Friday, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"A girl who doesn't want to get hurt, hugs but doesn't love. Listens but doesn't believe. Leave before she is left"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-3115134567323418679?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/3115134567323418679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=3115134567323418679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3115134567323418679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3115134567323418679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-hot-and-cold.html' title='you&apos;re hot and cold'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SmCcGFw1gxI/AAAAAAAABxs/BUi2sVm0NeU/s72-c/P090709_22.48.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5462778555682264449</id><published>2009-07-17T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:27:47.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5462778555682264449?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5462778555682264449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5462778555682264449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5462778555682264449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5462778555682264449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4952279389652723031</id><published>2009-07-15T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T02:00:00.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running away, just so you miss me.</title><content type='html'>Today, I could totally see the point - You can't please everyone. Different people want things differently, how on Earth am I, alone gonna please or even meet ALL their expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being so cranky lately, really to the extremes. I'm really sorry to the close ones around me esp Chanchan, Fatfat and Brother. Had been so irritable and complaining non-stop. I dont know if it's just ME or PMS. I'm blaming on the latter. I hope this period get over soon man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting over-sensitive to certain stuffs these days too. Oh, maybe just one thing. I wanted to believe that it's true so badly that I repeatedly reminded myself that it is. However, things that I see, or even intuition, tells me otherwise. I just need some assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I really like the hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4952279389652723031?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4952279389652723031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4952279389652723031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4952279389652723031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4952279389652723031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-away-just-so-you-miss-me.html' title='running away, just so you miss me.'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8933823350986454494</id><published>2009-07-13T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:49:23.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After one year, I'm still stuck at the same spot waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is just not my luck, everything just doesn't go the way I wanted. I think reds' visiting soon, PMS man! Two tests down, 3 more to go! Have been pretty down since yesterday, even BrotherE couldn't cheer me up with his retarded actions and all.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We are blood-related and lives in TPY tgt.&lt;/span&gt; Haha! So after school was just slacking around with brother and some juniors, mad tired Idkw! It seems that ALL my energy juices are being sucked out all from my boday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cranky these days, maybe I know the reasons, maybe I don't. But in the end, it all revolves around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one thing&lt;/span&gt; that affects my mood so bad.&lt;br /&gt;I. just. dont. want. to. be. at. the. losing. end. Do you understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Edited&lt;br /&gt;Just poured it out, and I feel better now. Thankyew BrotherE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8933823350986454494?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8933823350986454494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8933823350986454494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8933823350986454494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8933823350986454494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-one-year-im-still-stuck-at-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6359508555579264913</id><published>2009-07-13T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:39:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;I hope I would Ace Biz Accounting and solver would be the ICT question tomorrow. Though met up with Peipei today to study, didn't absorb much. Pretty much brain dead after the stuck at 1 question. So after that, Baby came over to take his stuffs and we had dinner together. Stayed up till 11plus and headed home. Totally zero mood to study now, I don't know why am feeling so lethargic for no reason. Guess it's pre-test depression! Hahaha. Gotta crash now. Wish me luck tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6359508555579264913?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6359508555579264913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6359508555579264913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6359508555579264913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6359508555579264913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hope-i-would-ace-biz-accounting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6242229141218009703</id><published>2009-07-12T00:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:44:16.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sli8ffo8ZXI/AAAAAAAABxk/cQ0QHfvJtV0/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357239006012401010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and little xy, Chanchan's niece! Hahaha, anyway she is not licking my hair it just happened that she stuck out her tounge and those few strands of my hair hung there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little xy is freaking lovable. I think she could entertain me whole day! The green fat obstucting block at the corner which ruined this photo is Baby. Little xy hates him to core I swear. (She even refused to take photo with him! HAHA!) Baby is so totally not a 'kid' person, she even called him FATFAT. So baby, face the truth ;) You're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;F. A. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hype up now, for three things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've got Sky Sim(Since brother's got Megan Tan, mine is ss!) reformatted and now it no longer lags like mad, and am upgrading the ram soon! (Although I've to re-install so many programes and all my bookmarks gone!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Studying with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; today is so productive and had a heart-to-heart talk. Love it and made me ponder a lot. Contented &amp;amp;The Tomyum soup was awesome too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This point is the main reason why am so happy now but it's a secret. Hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6242229141218009703?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6242229141218009703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6242229141218009703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6242229141218009703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6242229141218009703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/terried-that-it-wouldnt-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/Sli8ffo8ZXI/AAAAAAAABxk/cQ0QHfvJtV0/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6465199351951465055</id><published>2009-07-11T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T03:09:59.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Walking the path we used to walk together, only reminds me how much I've missed, the old you. Although we both proceeded to different stages of life, with different circle of friends and different perspective of viewing the SAME thing. I do care about you, and trying so hard to avoid the places we've been to. The walk home tonight was like a refresher for those hidden memories. So much so, my heart was aching, literally. Didn't want anyone to walk with me the path, didn't want to wash away the feelings I had walking with you. The secrets we confessed, our squabbles and playfully tugging each other and walking in your arms asking me why are we so close. How ironic, we turn out this way in the end. Not implying that I still like you as much as before, I just find us, a pity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; It's all Baby's fault that I'm so E-M-O now.&lt;br /&gt;I will do a proper update tmr when I'm in the right mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6465199351951465055?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6465199351951465055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6465199351951465055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6465199351951465055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6465199351951465055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/walking-path-we-used-to-walk-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5120994695175432083</id><published>2009-07-09T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:37:18.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You have no idea how terrified I am.&lt;br /&gt;Terrified that everything will melt away in the summer air...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5120994695175432083?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5120994695175432083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5120994695175432083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5120994695175432083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5120994695175432083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-have-no-idea-how-terrified-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5322806740868734559</id><published>2009-07-09T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T02:24:24.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2IshlcAFZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2IshlcAFZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm suppose to be asleep by now, but ohmy, 2NE1 is the reason behind! Had been youtube-ing 2NE1. They are seriously da blast! Their 1st mini album is awesomeness and now they totally own the rest of the songs in my playlist. \m/Songs played in repeated mode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5322806740868734559?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5322806740868734559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5322806740868734559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5322806740868734559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5322806740868734559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-you-made-me-wanna-believe-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7333113608050199320</id><published>2009-07-08T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:15:38.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dumbo hip hop dopey brother E says: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SKY E  SHIT HEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7333113608050199320?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7333113608050199320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7333113608050199320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7333113608050199320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7333113608050199320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/eliseus-and-its-time-to-face-truthhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6717021817030530458</id><published>2009-07-08T22:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:15:45.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enough of playtime today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm going to mug now, tomorrow &amp;amp; Friday. So I could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;go partay with the girls on Friday Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Phuture! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; going Aussie soon, so not gonna miss prolly the last chance of partying with them and miraculously the fact that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; is going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, STUDYZXZX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6717021817030530458?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6717021817030530458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6717021817030530458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6717021817030530458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6717021817030530458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-hate.html' title='love, hate'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7172385116193278262</id><published>2009-07-07T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:17:37.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm tired, both mentally and physically. So much so that I want to crash right now. Hair yet to dry, so here am I to update. School has been alright, but is definitely a huge sucker of energy. Presentations, projects, and ICAS. Sucha killer man. Thinking of it makes me :( I'm very ANNOYED today, pickups CMI. Drop or buang throws, is it because I'm too tired or just simply forever this bad I don't know. Just hate having on off days. FML. But after the training is a lot better thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dorries' yummy S. H. A. cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and of course thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; for buying me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;lollipop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, even though it's only Chupa Chups, it still managed to make me a lot happier because he really went to buy it and not just say. Hahaha! Tomorrow's 8AM lesson, ohman! I'm gonna crash now, F. care my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Earthlings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7172385116193278262?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7172385116193278262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7172385116193278262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7172385116193278262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7172385116193278262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-tired-both-mentally-and-physically.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-5082540544214433947</id><published>2009-07-05T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:15:00.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When it's time to live and let die&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get another try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something inside this heart has died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Green day - 21 guns&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-5082540544214433947?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/5082540544214433947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=5082540544214433947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5082540544214433947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/5082540544214433947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-know-whats-worth-fighting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7653294576318709949</id><published>2009-07-04T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:17:01.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like</title><content type='html'>Acknowledgment doesn't mean yes.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorant doesn't mean no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7653294576318709949?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7653294576318709949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7653294576318709949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7653294576318709949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7653294576318709949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/like.html' title='Like'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8644855864730108195</id><published>2009-07-04T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:28:51.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candybar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was blah. Yes, studied but Eugene cancelled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;light painting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;plan on me because of his swollen fishball eyes. Boohoo! was pretty excited for light painting and he dashed my hope. Oh well well, but studying was quite productive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was not good, very, very. Woke up by my dad, he told me C was here. Was pretty shock even though I know C is coming. I sort of half expected dad would really call up his friend to bring C for us to see, because I was throwing my tantrum at them regarding C previous night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to suppress my emotions, held back my tears pretty hard when I saw C. She was in good shape and yes, definitely happier not being under my mum's screaming everyday. I was told she recognised the way to our house. She was so happy to see us, shaking her vigorously when she saw my dad and I(Okay, my mum too, cause dogs don't bear grudges) She even went to her usual 'hide-out' place. When it's about time for them to leave, C didn't want to go. She jump up the chair and curled up beside me. She just keep stepping into the house when being tugged. They have taken so much care of her for the past 3 months or so, am not in the right position to want her back. Afterall, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; negligence that resulted in this. But I'm glad because C is still as hype up as last time. Farewell, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8644855864730108195?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8644855864730108195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8644855864730108195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8644855864730108195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8644855864730108195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/candybar.html' title='Candybar'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-3606171979156753803</id><published>2009-07-04T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:26:45.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't care</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's about time, and your time is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been staying up late these days, very bad. School is on in less than two days time, and I haven't gotten over my holiday mood yet. I want to play foreva, need not read up notes or do those brain-killer calculations. Caught Transformer with Chanchan's today, vehli slow I know. Everyone's caught it except us. Hahaha, but it's totally the bomb! CGI characters rox my socks. but the storyline kena sux, but oh well well. Transformer FTW still. Study plan failed miserably today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. I've not many tomorrows left, and tomorrow is the last one. Sunday is definitely a day to PLAY not study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to catch Chinese Paladin 3. Oh Hu Ge, my BOYFRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-3606171979156753803?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/3606171979156753803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=3606171979156753803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3606171979156753803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/3606171979156753803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-care.html' title='I don&apos;t care'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-7565654741286472390</id><published>2009-07-02T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:03:12.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy pills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SkuZBl7pWCI/AAAAAAAABxM/KDMpvC6U7aM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SkuZBl7pWCI/AAAAAAAABxM/KDMpvC6U7aM/s400/Snapshot_20090623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353540834701170722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I prolly know why my laptop doesn't have in-built webcam, because I would go crazy in front of webcam everyday&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, literally&lt;/span&gt;. I'm the biggest joke today I swear. Chanchan shouldn't have upload that video, ohmy now my reputation tarnish already. Even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hiphop Brother&lt;/span&gt; thinks that I'm a disgrace.  I can't imaging I brought out every single drop of my stupidity loh! Hahah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;I made someone's day k -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha u make my day today sharon. =)&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says:&lt;br /&gt;the webcam vid very funny esp the part u say ur a pretty girl&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says:&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, so it's not really THAT bad. I can be people's happy pills okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I should really stop procrastinate like there's so many tomorrows. I promise to start studying tomorrow, if I didn't, I would bang the wall.  S. E. R. I. O. U. S. L. Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-7565654741286472390?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/7565654741286472390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=7565654741286472390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7565654741286472390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/7565654741286472390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-pills.html' title='Happy pills'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-tAYW9sUdA/SkuZBl7pWCI/AAAAAAAABxM/KDMpvC6U7aM/s72-c/Snapshot_20090623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-6727572574331937188</id><published>2009-07-01T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:12:54.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crushcrushcrush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need perhaps a good 10 minutes to wash off my 'waking-up-dizziness' so here I am blogging. Yesterday was a torture, trying to force myself awake till 5 in the morning, rushing through the designs. I swear my designs turn out quite shiat. Aren't really please with it but whatever! I should stop procrastinate and get my homework done too. Should stop watching show, should stop making me my enemy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This holiday is just not as good as I thought it would be. &lt;/span&gt;BAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Alex and CG for BL in an hour time, no? :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt; I won't bite off more than I can chew; Need to overhaul my emotional batteries for now. Time to establish new routines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6727572574331937188?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6727572574331937188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6727572574331937188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6727572574331937188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6727572574331937188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/07/crushcrushcrush.html' title='crushcrushcrush'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-1342381188982272343</id><published>2009-06-29T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:43:37.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblahblah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate it when I have to&lt;strong&gt; hide this, hide that.&lt;/strong&gt; Why am I making my own life so difficult. TSKTSKTSK. Finding troubles myself, totally so ANNOYING. Totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;how I'm reacting now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meeting &lt;strong&gt;sugar &lt;/strong&gt;in 10 minutes time. Oh boy, how happy! BUHBYEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-1342381188982272343?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/1342381188982272343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=1342381188982272343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1342381188982272343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/1342381188982272343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/06/blahblahblah.html' title='blahblahblah'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-4094992583951829173</id><published>2009-06-29T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:33:57.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would you miss me if i'm gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weeeez today was a roller coaster ride again! Ups and downs, extremes. Showed my temper to Sister just now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sowwwieee baby&lt;/span&gt;. Like what I've told you - My love for you is genuine, and you're definitely not being manipulated I swear. HAHA I guess I'm pretty much dependent on him somehow or another. That's a good thing, because I've another confidant or I should say sister, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;literally! &lt;/span&gt;Punggol U21 was pretty awesome with the juniors picking up quickly, though we lost, each of us defintely gained something back! and as EXPECTED, scratches on my knees area, like seriously when can I stop falling on my knees! Weak legs! BOOO. Summer leauge gotten walkover but we had friendly pickup, it's the several points when I wouldn't forget! One of it is - My first ever &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; Skied-D in endzone. Awesomeness, I should totally do this more often to make it consistent. I need to work doubly hard to get what I want man, totally! Eyelids weigh a ton now, gonna crash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-4094992583951829173?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/4094992583951829173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=4094992583951829173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4094992583951829173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/4094992583951829173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/06/would-you-miss-me-if-im-gone.html' title='would 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Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-6578428525206585775?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/6578428525206585775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=6578428525206585775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6578428525206585775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/6578428525206585775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/06/foramoment.html' title='For a moment'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3587600830511444138.post-8793896359104773709</id><published>2009-06-27T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:29:57.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you tell me why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it a rule that singles must have someone on their mind all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Can't it be none at all?&lt;br /&gt;If there's really none, why is it always deemed as a LIE?&lt;br /&gt;COME ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8793896359104773709?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8793896359104773709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8793896359104773709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8793896359104773709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8793896359104773709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-tell-me-why.html' title='you tell me why'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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After yesterday self-inflicted torment, thanks Sister for ALWAYS being there till wee hours and being so COCK. I'm back to my normal peppy cheerful self! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who needs loverboy when one has such a sweet sister right?&lt;/span&gt; BUT he went to watch Transformers &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; me tonight! So he is not very nice afterall but I still love him to bits! (; in case he read this. Hahahh! ) So I'm all alone now watching brother's vids, he has so many awesome vids for me to kill time! WEEEE and I swear Frozen Peanut Crackers are the drugs, so addictive! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3587600830511444138-8300339204800456801?l=so-sharonish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/feeds/8300339204800456801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3587600830511444138&amp;postID=8300339204800456801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8300339204800456801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3587600830511444138/posts/default/8300339204800456801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-sharonish.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-you.html' title='maybe you will know'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14243301967207527345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFlOwoqM8Vw/TcQiMwuzuXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/23W-OQtyui8/s220/brown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
