<?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-24288984</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:49:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sher</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-117151056126088083</id><published>2007-02-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:36:01.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns. in sch libraria now. SO sleepy. i cant watch youtube here. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 more mins to assembly. it's total defence day and they're inviting some ppl from somewher to give a talk.. and guess what? they're speaking bout the case study of london bombing. YAWNS! isn't that what the terrorist talk at NTU was about too? -.- but haha make me think of this guy who kept saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my question is.. blablabla.. so my point is.. blablabla.. so what i want to ask is.. blablabla.. my question is.. blablabla.. so what i want to know is.. blablabla.. BLABLABLA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it went on for like SO long. if u get bored just reading what he said, u'll doze off listening to that plus all the blablabla added in. but it's quite amusing larr. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! i just realised that i haven been late so far this week.. it's thur alr! hee. longest record sia. only me darshan chris boris james atikah syurah n yiying came today.. 8 ppl. wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-117151056126088083?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/117151056126088083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=117151056126088083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117151056126088083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117151056126088083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/02/yawns.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-117095480049070188</id><published>2007-02-09T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T01:13:20.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what!! i got to fly today. hee! think it's because reali lacked flyers and the stunt dun hafta jump at all so.. whee! i love coach! stunt part is quite alrite.. shoulder sit bounce bounce to elevator. and.. justin's my main base! hee. my FAVOURITE BASE sia. so felt quite in safe hands. ha. it's a great feeling to not hafta stand around supporting for the entire training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was a killer. had to jump and my joints started aching. esp after the side roll, wher we had to kneel on one knee. damn pain. in the end we dun hafta roll at all. ohwells, this case of messed up joints isnt a big deal. thing is, anyone who knows me will know that i CANNOT dance and im slow in getting the moves rite. so oviously.. yarr.. reali felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think merrill leong is envious of me.. my ankles and knees got prob but i can still fly.. his ankle (ya, one only) isnt well but he doesnt get to do anything except shout the counting. poor thing! hee. dun angry hor. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! thinking of whether to switch to livejournal or not.. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired! goodnite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-117095480049070188?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/117095480049070188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=117095480049070188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117095480049070188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117095480049070188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/02/guess-what-i-got-to-fly-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-117086390896985182</id><published>2007-02-07T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T10:59:15.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tingling feeling, moment of lust. long time friend, wrong choices. bahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omg! it's just a passing phase sher. grow out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im SO broke! left with $10 for whole of this week.. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm hung around with lisa and all after sch. just laughed myself silly. how i missed those days when almost everyday is like that. now, i just keep blowing up at ppl. i really dunnoe y. this is so un-me. but i just can't control cuz the guys in class are quite rowdy at times. like the math tutorials. altho 0632a is quite noisy, it's generally quiet when ms wong was teaching. the 0732a ppl are like, damn noisy la. they just kept laughing n laughing at gawd-knows-what even when the tutor showed her displeasure several times. not tht i would normally care but when im reali trying to listen to what the cher was teaching, i really felt like flipping their tables. *but still, awwwwww i just read chris's blog.. feel SO bad la cuz i've been basically mistreating them all the time but he still says im actuali quite nice. =X mi-an-neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anywayy, i digress. i have this compelling thing to blog about.. of the teeny few times i hung around with the new clique formed in my absence (usual ppl with stepdaddy n zhisheng), i realised that theres sth reali fishy going on between mayy's and stepdaddy's classmates.. ohwells, it's prolly one-sided tho. awwwww! not only i think so can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*suspicious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee! we're gonna perform this sat at the carnival. but still, so SAD. altho it's reali stressful being a flyer (cuz if u dun stick it, it's most prolly ur fault and i haven been perfoming well enough for quite some time since last hols), it's worse being relegated to being a support.. not even a front support.. just some side one. if only i'd went to a doc earlier, like last hols, i'd be able to jump and the strain on the ankles wldnt have gone up all the way to the knees and i wldnt have problem locking my knees. now i've to wait till after feb b4 im allowed to fly again. and by then it'd be too late to let me fly again in time for cheerobics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i swear i have sth else to blog about. alot more in fact. but i just cant remb any. bahh. oh anywayy, i'd reali like to noe whos the anonymous dumbie tagging my blog. would u please show ur name??? thanks huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-117086390896985182?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/117086390896985182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=117086390896985182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117086390896985182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117086390896985182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/02/tingling-feeling-moment-of-lust.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-117060258535831235</id><published>2007-02-04T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:23:05.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun understand y we hafta do the stupid econs project. i dun even noe what's going on for the &lt;a href="mailto:i@fun"&gt;i@fun&lt;/a&gt; thing.. everything's so last min and unsettled. how to apply? and after the dumb pw i thot i wunt hafta do anything of that kind anymore. but who knows... argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-117060258535831235?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/117060258535831235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=117060258535831235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117060258535831235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117060258535831235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dun-understand-y-we-hafta-do-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-117052452051968121</id><published>2007-02-04T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:42:00.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overdose of taiwan dramas. hua yang shao nian shao nu, zuan jiao yu dao ai, tokyo juliet.. and previously e zuo ju zhi wen. argh help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jjc's love fiesta. yawns it was SO boring! the only cheap thrill (nope, not cheap at all.. S$5) was the haunted hse. nth scary actually.. all their moves are so predictable. but the only fun thing is to scare ourselves and char n xiano can REALLY scream! ha. that coupled with the fact that someone did pass away at the squash court long ago.. kinda gave me the creeps. food ther wasnt reali that nice. hung around for a VERY long time. supposed to meet sits after that at jp but char was too tired. in the end went to jp with yeehoau. we're taking the same bus from ther. he went back to bathe first and haha! his sis looked reali like him. but yh only looks nice as a male.. i cant say the same for a female version. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. sch opening ceremony was yesterday. finally it's over.. but i guess i do feel kinda empty, like i always do when sth that's been going on for long ends. and.. i got quite a few moves wrong.. sianz. haven got most of the pics yet. lazy to put any up. yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-117052452051968121?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/117052452051968121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=117052452051968121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117052452051968121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/117052452051968121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/02/overdose-of-taiwan-dramas.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116957490235031338</id><published>2007-01-24T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:55:02.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come to ijc's carnival! the stupid sch's not gonna take back any coupons, which means that if i dun sell most of them, i'll hafta buy myself. ten feb 07, whole day(i think).  omg! mayy's geeky fren is most probably going. how how? bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt;nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116957490235031338?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116957490235031338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116957490235031338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116957490235031338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116957490235031338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/01/come-to-ijcs-carnival-stupid-schs-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116957349149965055</id><published>2007-01-24T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:35:39.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feeling damn bad now. went to ntu watch their interhall cheerleading competition. ended nine plus. dinner with seniors. reached home slightly after twelve. and guess what?? my mum was pissed and asked me to surrender my nets. wtf la what has staying out late got to do with my nets?! her reason for taking it away is not justified larr. now im in debts again and without withdrawing any money i cant fucking clear it by this week. grrr. and i wanna go watch SHE's concert. i like them, i noe every single song of theirs. thers wu chun and stefanie sun as guests also larr. i have the damn money in my acct but my mum refused to let me go. now the tixs are ALL sold out. so sad can. and she suddenly asked me whether i've got a bf cuz i came home so late just now. wth. y cant i hang around till late with my friends? i sort of flared at her (partly cuz she took MY nets) and she said what, if i have one better let her noe dun let her find out herself or she'll be pissed. shit. im more pissed can? if i dun fucking have a bf, how do i let her noe i have one?! and it's like im damn emo alr these few days i dunnoe y. her mentioning all these, just add on to my frustration. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY ATM CARD BACK! damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116957349149965055?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116957349149965055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116957349149965055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116957349149965055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116957349149965055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-feeling-damn-bad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116923949245156413</id><published>2007-01-20T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T04:44:52.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many ppl are born on 19 jan. just my cousins alone, ther are three. so after the opening ceremony rehearsal, went to shandy's house. my dad's not free n i hafta go back to bp fetch my bro. cab fare was $20. ): supposed to be a house warming+birthdays+farewell. in the end went back at close to twelve. shandy's house is nice! and her bf's book collection is so nice.. all e war kind. i like. so i borrowed quite a few.. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 0030hrs. bathed and went over to jamie's house for movie. watched scary movie 4. not my kinda show but it's e last few moments imma hang out with kai n wei. after the dvd jamie couldnt tahan and went to sleep. me, crapped around with kai n wei. after that we started playing cards. they really have no time management can it's already 0340hrs and they still dun wanna ask uncle gan to wake up. their mummy called twice alr la. couldnt go to e airport with them cuz i hafta get my sleep.. rehearsals tml. im alr stoning normally.. if i dun sleep, i guess i'll just stand ther doing arm motions. ha. sent them off downstairs.. almost cried sia i dunnoe y. perhaps it's cuz i dint spend much time with them cuz of my work n sch. sad. guess they should be checking in or sth now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma miss them. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya anywayy.. to the 19 jan birthday ppl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHANDY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMIE!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARYL!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEN KEN!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACKSON HO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116923949245156413?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116923949245156413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116923949245156413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116923949245156413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116923949245156413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-many-ppl-are-born-on-19-jan.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116792807166458644</id><published>2007-01-05T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T00:27:51.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DIE. my mum's gonna update my bankbook tmr. sure no more peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for orientation today. wanted to see my class. hmm.. not bad larr the ppl. but i only talked to a few cuz the chinese speaking ones were SO quiet. alrite, i kept my mouth quite shut too but i did try talking to them somehow. and and victoria and rebecca stay in my vicinity.. cck n bp. whee! ohwells ther r ppl in 0632a living in cck as well but oh man, two of them from the three super mighty musketeers. which is like so yuck. speaking of which, big bully of the three musketeers.. OMBG! whats wrong with her hair man?! bad perm? awwww SO SAD! such an eyesore. cant believe my luck.. keep seeing her n the other two around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae i digress. so anywayy, 0732a is not bad. morning at parade square, the queue is SO long can. 0632a'a queue is half of that. and there're many many guys. definitely more than only two. lol! oh and im not the only person who turned up only today. there're 2 guys who came into my class after me. not forgetting our DEAR DARSHIE who'll only turn up on mon. omg how can i not remember to mention.. mahmood's my ct! whee! maybe coming into this new class isnt that bad after all. i remb wishing that mahmood was my ct instead of ms wong last year. haha. but of cuz, ms wong is a super nice tcher... to suan. hoho! kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had cheer training too. omg gawd noes how many crunches we did. for warm up, 3 sets of 50. then when we were doing stunts, every unsuccessful stunt we hafta do 15 crunches. once, jesse gave 30.. thats after many many many failed attempts n countless crunches. omg. guess i'll have tummy cramp tml. haha. and wheeeee! permanent member of cheer eating council Sheryl Goh is finally back! nvr used to miss meals after trainings until i started working. but now that im free of work, im back! hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca fair tml. yawns. hope ther're ppl who wants to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go sleep now. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116792807166458644?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116792807166458644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116792807166458644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116792807166458644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116792807166458644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/01/die.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116759270928846919</id><published>2007-01-01T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T03:18:29.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells, i dunnoe y i was so nosey and opened the timetable for 0632a. i can imagine everything almost the same as before, except it's without me. omg. first day of this year n im so emo. was quite high actually b4 this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116759270928846919?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116759270928846919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116759270928846919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116759270928846919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116759270928846919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohwells-i-dunnoe-y-i-was-so-nosey-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116758547761646906</id><published>2007-01-01T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:17:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2407/390/1600/423800/492298142l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2407/390/200/253919/492298142l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! haha i dun have any other pics of my new hairstyle except this. went out with these girls on sat.. caught death note 2. super nice!! lazy continue le. lazy start to another lazy year (okae not quite). ha. nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116758547761646906?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116758547761646906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116758547761646906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116758547761646906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116758547761646906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-haha-i-dun-have-any.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116707118578797966</id><published>2006-12-26T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T02:26:25.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gathering today. ate ALOT, cam whored a lil. pictures are everywher.. in my godpa's cam, shandy's cam, jamie's cam and whoever else's. watched this video date 20 yrs back. had quite a good laugh. saw ah gong in it too. at that very moment, ther was this tingling feeling inside me. my dear ahgong who i haven been able to see since 5-6 yrs ago. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee finally got a new bag for sch. haven got sth this exp b4 and considering that it's an impulse buy, im actuali quite mad at myself for splurging. but even tho im filled with this horrible dread for the new sch year, still hafta look pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my one half month work stint, i realised that i quite blend in with 16 years old ppl. cuz i look younger than most and i act like one. that's what daxiong calls me.. shi si.. 14. but i be wearing ij uniform while all the kiddos come streaming in all sorts of sec sch uniforms. i'll stick out like a sore thumb. urgh. and i cant imagine lectures n tutorials without lisa (ohwells, ther were many times when she pon-ed and ther's only me but still, that's different). nvr ever again we'll attend the same things. sian. shall stop here. dun wanna come up with anymore "not anymores".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116707118578797966?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116707118578797966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116707118578797966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116707118578797966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116707118578797966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/12/yawns.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116646155653797011</id><published>2006-12-19T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:05:56.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheee! akx is back! he looks like a bear can.. the wonders aus food do to already-plump kids. went to pick him wei n aunty cynthia up from e airport the other night. my godma was ther too n she started asking bout my studies the min she saw me. so wat can. the last time we saw each other was just a few puny weeks ago and she obviously asked alr. from then till now sch hasnt even started n she asked bout my results and all. urgh. and she asked chuankai to talk to me bout jc life n his own experiences. hello? we were ther to pick ppl up n not to talk about my alr-screwed-up studies. then chuankai started talking in this stern tone i reali felt like plucking his head out n bang against the wall. if it was anyone else, to hell with it. but he's my childhood idol! aiya whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, i dint reali feel particularly excited this time round. but when aunty keng looked so excited n started hugging everyone, i suddenly felt high too. ha.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat? standing among chuankai chuanen kai wei n jamie, i really feel like a dwarf. my gawsh. to think im one of the oldest among them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. nth much to blog alr. im getting more n more boring.. nth nice to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116646155653797011?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116646155653797011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116646155653797011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116646155653797011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116646155653797011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/12/wheee-akx-is-back-he-looks-like-bear.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116568932343517626</id><published>2006-12-10T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:35:23.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww i haven seen my mummy for more than two days since she went to malaysia. she came back already this morning, but by the time i woke up, she's out alr. and by the tme i came back, she's asleep. argh. oh, she went to malaysia for my aunt's mother-in-law's funeral. so sad.. she mother-in-law was such a warm person n well, she was fine the last time i saw her. it's only been half a year and now, she's gone.. life is so sad.. hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. tummy's feeling reali weird now. had lunch at 1700hrs and dinner at 0030hrs. such irregular meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, everything boils down to work. it's bcuz of work that im so tired n only woke up at 1300hrs, long after my mum went out. it's becuz of work that i reach home at 0030hrs and my mum went to bed alr. it's also becuz of work that i have bloody irregularly meals. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh haha! did i mention that i was 40+ mins later for work today? woke up too late. and awwwww! zihao's leaving, going back to taka soon, working till only mon. and next sat is jiayu n kahyih's last day.. everyone that i talk to the most is gonna leave. sads. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched flags of our fathers with oh szeloong yesterday. it's so sad and well, definitely not one of those movies that i forget right after stepping out of the cinema. no energy to go into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116568932343517626?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116568932343517626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116568932343517626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116568932343517626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116568932343517626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/12/awww-i-haven-seen-my-mummy-for-more.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116525344159691468</id><published>2006-12-05T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:32:29.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun wanna do it anymore. it's just getting more n more stressful. it dint use to be like that. but now, i just cant do anything right. it was dumb larr, trying to control the tears when ur about to go up. no wonder i got more n more tensed huh. but thanks to bobby jazmin n willy who talked so funnily i was able to control the tears. not the stunts tho. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work. damn tired n unwell. perhaps it's cuz i was hit on the nose n at some point of time my head sorta jerked back too. (see? pop cradle also cannot, aren't i weak?) oh. sgA took the morning shift cuz of some dental appt. felt so weird cuz he's normally doing night shift and when he's not there, no one walk to bus stop with me (cuz dun reali noe sgB) so had to walk alone. sads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it'd be even weirder when everyone starts quitting.. that's gonna be so sad.. no kahyih, no jiayu. urgh. n on the 18th, ther'd be just me eve jeanie n older ppl. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ankles are hurting and i can barely move my toes now. dieeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl just have the ability to make u go all sad huh. congrats if u have the ability. stay away from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116525344159691468?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116525344159691468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116525344159691468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116525344159691468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116525344159691468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dun-wanna-do-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116516332600999742</id><published>2006-12-04T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:28:47.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what i like about my job.. i see koreans almost everyday! i dunnoe y but i get excited when i see koreans. haha. and there are lots of koreans at raffles city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i like about night shifts.. gets quiet after a certain time.. can socialise more! and and i like walking home alone at night. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i hate about night shifts.. depending on the closing time, i reach home eleven twelve plus. "dinner" also around that time. indigestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having gastric probie again these past few days. irritating. finally did morning shift today. have been doing night shifts for the past week. bahh. went lunch with dj. ha i took my own sweet time so that he wunt have time to go smoke ciggies. but in the end, he rather be late than not smoke. -.-'' things were still fine during lunch but after that, mood swing again lorr bluffed me some more. im mad now! my turn to be dao. bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwww last day of the barbie performance le.. so sad! knocked off at seven but stayed on to watch the last show. just as i was going off, that dunnoe wat guy asked us to count how much stock of some thingies we have. walau. i could have just walked off cuz i alr knocked off. but kahyih was busy with this weird customer so i counted a lil. made me late.. grrr. had dinner with raymond. i was plan b. bahh! but anywayy, yummy! had wanted to catch a movie but i told my dad i was gonna get birthday prexie so cant go home late. all the shows started at nine plus. so just ate lo. was tired so not reali that talkative for once. actually, i think that this job made me lose my appetite larr. went eat chi food with sha n meizhen ydae.. normally i'll feel contented. but now i just wanna fill my tummy. today was abit better but still around ther. too tired alr. ohwells, this job really made me damn no life. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of tired, i guess i'll die tomorrow. 0815hrs at bradell station then off to whitley sec to do gymnastics. @#$#$$. think i'll go to work if i dun break any bones. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep now. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116516332600999742?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116516332600999742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116516332600999742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116516332600999742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116516332600999742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-i-like-about-my-job.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116494971574792870</id><published>2006-12-01T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:34:48.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired tired tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.. woke up at seven plus for cheer training. nth about it i wanna blog. my ego completely crushed. then after that, had to rush to work. so sad can cuz coach n some of them went to kfc. yummie!! everytime i wanted to go they will be sick of that. and when they finally went i couldnt go eat. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywayy starved till four plus before i had my break. and guess wat! i discovered a pair of SGs among the xmas tree boys! lol! ohwells, they're not, but they looked suspiciously like SGs. haha. awwwwwww. joel's gone from today onwards. he's like the only 18-yr-old there can. now there're only young boyboys left. the new (and very cute) cashier guy also 16. mattel taka transfer guy (quite cute too) also 16. yawnsss. okae. i sound like a lusty old woman. haha. but im not can. even the girls are all younger than me.. all 16 except kah yih. make me feel so old! thing is, i look younger than most of them.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped an hour of work so that i could go to cheer bbq. whee! ate a lil and then the other j1s left. but i haven finished larr ha so i stayed. =X stupid justin dint wanna repeat the thing about ***. i was talking so i dint hear. ): coach dint wanna give me a lift on the taxi even tho we're all bukit ppl. cuz they're going to bb. different direction.. haha. had to take bus alone. 184 was so much faster but i had no condo card (stops near the side gate) so i took 171. so long can. bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! im gonna be LATE. ohwells, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Late Queen's Book of Rules&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rule #17: it's okay to be late as long as u punch out later; rule #1: if ur early, ur no late queen. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116494971574792870?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116494971574792870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116494971574792870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116494971574792870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116494971574792870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/12/tired-tired-tired-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116472863300989850</id><published>2006-11-28T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:47:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sniff sniff. been having a runny nose since ydae. argh it sucks to not feel well during work. luckily it was mon yesterday and damn slack. was drizzling when i got down from the bus. missed my bus stop n had to walk the long way in the rain. no wonder i couldn't get better today. got some med from the pharmacy.. hope i'll be better tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint go for the dance thingie today. hadn't had cheer practice for such a LONG time and my ankle just couldnt take the jumping. dint wanna worsen it. body aching too.. weak weak weak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was taking a nice afternoon nap when stupid goh jarryl n his fren with the same name started laughing so loudly n woke me up. damn. went sakae with goh jarryl n mummy after that. yumyum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im being dao-ed at again.. by someone who caused me such a big headache.. big enough that i momentarily forgot about baby pygmy whale. bahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116472863300989850?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116472863300989850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116472863300989850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116472863300989850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116472863300989850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/sniff-sniff.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116455734671483866</id><published>2006-11-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:09:06.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha! i got to know cassandra's junior. nice girl! vendamac promoter. ha. and guess what??? nth surprising.. she dint have a good impression of this cg rep of mine. lol. see this cassmandra?! u shld tone down! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i can go n die. cheerleading at jesse's sch in the morning, then two pm shift till ten. awwwwww. how am i gonna manage. and mummy mayy quit. so sad can! ): left kah yih n me. oh and jiayu (girl above.. ha) too. sits gonna come join us mattel promoters! i think. whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope xiano passes and get to be my senior.. jj is so good larr they even re re exam.. ij has NONE. boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116455734671483866?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116455734671483866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116455734671483866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116455734671483866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116455734671483866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha-i-got-to-know-cassandras-junior.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116437795665281936</id><published>2006-11-24T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:05:50.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did i did! i did hide when the show started just now! ohwells, i was having lunch anywayy. dunnoe y but was reali hungry today. so went for break early at one plus. ha. ate with bling bling. he yesterday so sad larr saw him eat outside alone. ha so anywayy, i dint watch the show today. but the songs are still stuck in my head! and can anyone tell me what is the theme song for barbie twelve dancing princesses? me n jiayu's been trying to find out. it's nice. oh i saw the sch hockey ppl walking past yesterday. so yellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee bbq again tml. hoho. had class bbq last sat too. cousin's celebrating birthday tml. omg windy heights is so far away from kembangan mrt larr think my legs will break by the time i get ther. shopped for her prexie after work. jamie dun wanna share! if not i can get back S$14. ha. im stingy i noe. main point is.. yay! thers bbq! im sure they'll have seafood. hoho. yum yum yum yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found in zaobao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2407/390/1600/503126/24-11-06_2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2407/390/200/195689/24-11-06_2326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2407/390/1600/359946/24-11-06_2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it says ther sixth yr death anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;i secretly think that he looks a lil like chow yun fatt. shhh! =X (oh fine. my mum saw this while i was typing n laughed).&lt;br /&gt;omg. my bro couldn't even remember him.. whslflmgqfklz.&lt;br /&gt;awww. i miss u ahgong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put this as my phone's screen saver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2407/390/1600/910181/20-11-06_1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2407/390/200/126007/20-11-06_1009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my bro got a fright and complained that it's scary. HAHA! it's supposed to scare kaypohs like u can. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lotsa thingies to blog about but it's late. gonna sleep. going out to bugis with jia yu before work tomorrow. hafta wake early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116437795665281936?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116437795665281936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116437795665281936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116437795665281936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116437795665281936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-did-i-did-i-did-hide-when-show.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116430006957813925</id><published>2006-11-24T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:10:52.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gawsh, i almost died today. was really unwell today cuz of the dumb period. grrr. QQ said i looked like im gonna faint any min. aww thats just my normal look.. justin said i looked like fainting too some time ago. ha. some more i had gastric pain too.. sianz. suddenly came back after so many weeks of not having this prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot wat im gonna blog bout. too sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh what have u done?&lt;br /&gt;wat have u done?&lt;br /&gt;u must stop u must be stopped&lt;br /&gt;U MUST BE STOPPED."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song just stuck in my brain. so annoying! too much of 12 dancing princesses alr. i shall hide when the show starts. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bt&gt;&lt;bt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116430006957813925?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116421639654828625</id><published>2006-11-23T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:26:36.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa. i dunnoe what exactly happened.. y things took such a sudden turn and my new found frenship is now in jeopardy. urgh. whatever i said.. i dint mean. was too tired can. cant process anything. and dun make it sound as if i had some evil motive can? i dun. i really purely wanted to be frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if it's gonna go that way.. so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat? i nearly fell asleep while walking rounds at the hotwheels section. as in, really couldn't focus at all. only became more sober when i went over to the 12 dancing princesses side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. so irritated. gonna be second day tml.. sure will get really bad cramps. how am i gonna stand 8 hrs on end? shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116421639654828625?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116421639654828625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116421639654828625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116421639654828625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116421639654828625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116412381537242777</id><published>2006-11-21T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:43:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. so confusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116412381537242777?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116412381537242777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>y does that kinda thingie always happen when i work.. yawns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off today. but still hafta go to sch later. for some stupid dance thing. oh man for gawd's sake i cant freaking dance! dun feel like going.. im having a flu. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yarr!!!!!!!!!! omg! i saw julian hee ydae! hoho! so shuai larr. he went into esprit n i was trying to see when he's coming out but that stupid raymond asked me to move the things.. idiot. and yarr! he wears the same blouse n tie EVERYDAY. ohwells, altho i wear black polo tee everyday too, he's the sales manager or sth larr dun hafta wear uniform one rite? ewwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. im freakin late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116408646103559107?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116408646103559107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116408646103559107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116408646103559107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116408646103559107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/y-does-that-kinda-thingie-always.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116399524234355709</id><published>2006-11-20T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:05:01.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what is the world coming to! i see so many ppl splurging senselessly on some dumb barbies. all young lil brats. -.- ohwells, im jealous. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;brit guy: lovely, aren't they? i just spoke to my grand daughter over the phone last nite. she told me she wants 12 dancing princess dolls. she already has genevieve tho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me: oh. which genevieve? ther're different genevieves available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;brit guy: i have no idea which genevieve she has. blablablablabla. she has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEVENTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over barbies at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: haha. i used to have lotsa barbies too. *ohwells, obviously not that many but still.. quite a few. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;brit guy: oh really? my daughter used to have many barbies too. i think we spent most of our family fortune on barbies.. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aww im envious! and then thers this woman who looks really stingy (i cant spell).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woman: how much is the dancing genevieve?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me: $89.90. blablablablabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woman: wa so expensive.. don't want larr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;girl's face changed. and a few moments later, i saw her at the counter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omg. good life larr these girls. mayy's stories are even more extreme. those parents must be loaded man. and.. the barbies are reali pretty! gonna get one soon. hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in the previous post, i mentioned that the robinsons ppl are really anti-social. haha. i was talking to blingbling ydae and his manager blasted at him over the phone. poor thing. guess the rest of the days will be really sads larr. no one to talk to. and they are all lil kiddos! me mayy n kay yih r the oldest alr la (safe for those aunties uncles kind). feel so weird! cuz they are all so much bigger than me. haha. oh yarr! i found someone out of the many many promoters who lives in bp too. haha. blingbling ( i say the name sounds like a doggie larr. lol). get off work at diff times tho. yawns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;REASONS I HATE WALKING THRU THE HDB BLOCKS TO GET TO MY BUS STOP &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(UPDATED)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. stinks.. smell of pee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. ahbengs and sometimes even SBLs hang around at the void deck.. i feel unsafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. couples making out, petting.. so unsightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. dogs run about unleashed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn it. scared the shit out of me larr. was walking home last nite when these three stray dogs (i think they do belong to someone tho) came realli near me. i almost cried can. bahhh! altho ther r many many big humongous dogs in Chestervale, they are all leashed. and ther aren't stray dogs inside. urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianz. die die die. last shift today. hafta do the closing.. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116399524234355709?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116399524234355709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116399524234355709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116399524234355709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116399524234355709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-world-coming-to-i-see-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116387111330454083</id><published>2006-11-19T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:40:30.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of work. damn tiring. actually i think it wunt really be a big deal if ther wasnt cheer the day before. we did only warm up but haven stretched n done crunches n all for a freaking long time alr so yarr. muscle ache. before i even went to work my body was aching. weak! anywayy, nearly fell asleep during work. the atmosphere is so freaking boring, esp at the hotwheels section. and the Robinsons ppl were not allowed to talk, which sorta add on to the boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sembawang park after that for class bbq. dint go for the cheer squad dinner cuz it was too last min (like, coach only asked at 3plus today) and bbq was planned long ago. was damn nice. enjoyed it alot. but ohwells, feel duper bad cuz i ate alot, dint help out and dint pay the full amt. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at 10plus. and just when i was feeling so happy n high, my phone with the weak vibration n low sound level had to spoil it all. actually, it was the caller lor. not my fucking fault that i couldn't feel the vibration or hear the htf tone even tho i put it at the loudest and even placed the phone in my butt pocket rite. when i finally felt the vibration i answered lor. and it was just pure screaming. just because i dint ans the first two times. damn it. worse, i was trying to top up my ez link with nets but i just couldn't concentrate on inserting the card properly and in the end Lisa lent me S$10 to top up. if it wasn't for my mum n her senselessness, i wouldn't owe Lisa any money lor. bahh. and after i bathed, screamed at each other cuz she was just accusing me of plain stupid things larr. and what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"everytime go out until retain.. next time cannot go out with ur class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow up can? yarr i noe i fucking retained but since it alr happened, just forget it can? and since it happened, im just trying to cling on to every opportunity i have left to be with the class can? i've nvr felt like i belonged to a class until 0632A larr. since kindergarten to sec2, everyone in class just hated each other larr (ohwells, thts wat i think.. i quite dislike all those classes). and then along came 4B1 which was generally quite an okae class, just that i felt i belonged to CCP more than the class. i mean, only around ten plus ppl turned up for the 4B1 chalet last yr? 10+ out of 40 is ridiculous. only 32A is so nice and warm n lovely larr (of cuz, save for the Famous 4). hmm, i noe i digressed. dunnoe wat to say anymore. just reali mad at my mum now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, my kor's msn nick says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"contented to just admire u from afar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite agree. but still, if he likes whoever it is, isn't it a lil cowardly to admire her just from afar? =x but still, im wondering if that's what's happening to me too. i noe BW just hates talking to me. so what else can i do other than take five steps back n just stand there? argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earliest shift tml.. hafta reach raffles city at ten. urgh. hafta sleep. nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116387111330454083?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116387111330454083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116387111330454083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116387111330454083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116387111330454083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116369187807644879</id><published>2006-11-16T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T00:25:19.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmm. okae. so tht dream is actually quite true, albeit in another context. i knew it all along man. bahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im looking for a job! yawns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SHERYL GOH IS LOOKING FOR A JOB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyone has offers? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omg. i guess ash or merrill or shelly or whoever's gonna base me will hate me man. i've been home almost everyday this whole week and since afternoons r relatively show-less, what else can i do except EAT? ha. like today, ate one big big big big loaf of garlic bread, one VERY big bowl of meesua, lotsa fruits, whatever snacks i can find, one packet of instant noodles, two half bowls of rice, almost half of all the dishes and two plates of watermelon. and im still hungry! no more food. ): if i get any heavier, awwwww! control urself Sheryl Goh ur a flyer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was on the phone with mayy for like, 2half hrs? just crapped alot. haha. talked about that junjie guy too. *rolls eyes* ha. after talking for sooooo long, it was only three plus larr. so long more to tv time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh but come to think of it, afternoons are not realli show-less. i just discovered that both channel 8 and U are replaying nice shows from around 1500hrs. dint realise that cuz one of them is only the first episode n the other the third. hoho. after 1630hrs, just hafta endure half an hr b4 it's official tv time. hoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whee! thers training tml. altho dun look forward to the PT, quite looking forward to getting out of the house. ankles r not all that good tho. too much heels. hope they dun give way tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116369187807644879?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116352056481942575</id><published>2006-11-14T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:09:25.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omg. had this really really horrible dream last nite.. i still remember it so vividly. was in an mrt.. me n gd fren n another person. and.. urgh. cant believe that i had that kinda dream. like, gd fren's taste not as bad as me la (ohwells, im not that bad okae! =X). so it's totally impossible. i noe it. but i just dun like that dream. it's.. heartbreaking, hurting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;another thing, i think someone totally hates me now. cuz of my mood swings n all? yarr so that someone is not talking to me anymore. that &lt;u&gt;ooooooooooh.&lt;/u&gt; totally ignoring me as a matter of fact. look, im sorry. but whatever, continue lo. bleah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went out with my mummy just now. was about to buy this pair of jeans but tht girl was super unpleasant cuz i was taking my time (i liked the cut but hated the pockets). bahh. i walked out. decided that the pair of jeans was just not worth it. so stupid larr. i can only buy things when im out with my mummy.. otherwise i dun usually have much money. so y did i so stupidly not buy anything? dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh anywayy! i've got my appetite back! whee! now i wunt be hungry-yet-no-appetite anymore. hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just found out class bbq is gonna be at.. what? sembawang park. i've got no freaking idea where that place is (ok obviously i do, somewhere in sembawang) and.. and sembawang just gives me the creeps. both the times i stupidly boarded the wrong bus, it went through sembawang. bahh. i hate that place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and we were supposed to go east coast! was sorta looking forward to that but, ohwells..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;have no idea y im so freaking tired. nites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116352056481942575?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116352056481942575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116352056481942575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116352056481942575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116352056481942575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116343930413957120</id><published>2006-11-14T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:35:04.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha. eugene tan called me just now. was pleasantly surprised. but b4 i answered, alr guessed it had sth to do with the S$80 dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i've mentioned the dinner somewher in a previous post. it's such a rip off for gawd's sake! S$80 for catered food (i think) in ctss just bcuz it's gonna be demolished?? no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywayy, he was saying kennie sk n cheryl chan are gonna sing on tht day (or today? i've got no idea) and they hafta open one table for them. but it's not filled. so he's trying reali desperately to find ppl to attend. n then went on n on n on. even tho he's my fav teacher n is sorta cute, im not that dumb to throw eighty bucks away. bleah. imagine wat better food i can have for eighty dollars? so yarr. he sounded so sad that no one's going. but still, im not sympathetic. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been talking to some reali nice ppl recently. so it mite just be senseless talk n flirting, but they definitely make me laugh. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns. i finally got my monitor back. thers still probies with the connection tho. but it's okae, now i can watch tv in my room again. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116343930413957120?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116343930413957120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116343930413957120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116343930413957120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116343930413957120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116340877277429918</id><published>2006-11-13T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:14:20.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;arghhhh. friday please come soon. im bored to tears.. every bit of my flesh down to the bones. i used to enjoy hols.. used to just watch tv the whole day and basically rot at home.. i mean, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i could just stay home without going out for two months and not get bored.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but now.. urgh. it just feels weird to be home all day. thers nth to do.. lil kc isnt as nice to watch anymore, thers no other shows bearable. i've finished every single book i can find and thers NO food at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please, i hope fri comes quickly. at least thers training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh whee! it's 1700hrs alr! time for tv. finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116340877277429918?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116340877277429918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116340877277429918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116340877277429918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116340877277429918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/arghhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116335015304778565</id><published>2006-11-13T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:54:38.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hoho. changed the song to eric carmen's version. i love it. thanks moo. suddenly so helpful. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee! went n watched notre dame de paris with sits. thank u xiano!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sheryl being sheryl, was late. by about a few mins only..&lt;br /&gt;and siti amanlina being siti amanlina, was even later than sheryl. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy the show.. nice nice nice nice nice! OMG if only adastra had tumblers like theirs.. sure win cheerobics de. ha. phoebus is such a bastard. sucker. two timed ppl and caused her death.&lt;br /&gt;xian took a pic with quassimodo ydae! so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at secret recipe marina. been to that area for the third time this week. realli sian-ed. whee bought some earrings from diva..&lt;br /&gt;in the end, reached home around the same time ydae. mum was pissed. asked me to surrender my nets lest i treat my frens eat. HELLO?!?? huh? i wunt be that dumb larr. i haven even cleard all my debts wher wld i find money to treat ppl? and it's not like my mum tops up my bank acct. she dun. so obviously i'll limit myself rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i was on the bus reading when someone tapped my shoulder. i was wondering who that was and did i drop anything or sth. then i saw praveen. haha. walked home together since it's on the way. come to think of it, it's funny how one can talk to ppl whom (s)he dun ever talk to in sec sch. ha. even weirder thing was, even praveen knew im retaining. said he heard from junjie. news spread fast huh. n i dun even remb telling junjie im retaining.. bleah. yawns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy! nites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116335015304778565?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116335015304778565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116335015304778565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116335015304778565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116335015304778565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116330726105896999</id><published>2006-11-12T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:54:21.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheryl goh, stop listening to the blog song can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling rather empty today. couldnt get to sleep last nite. dunnoe y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told sits not to be late. but i think im gonna be. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116330726105896999?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116330726105896999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116330726105896999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116330726105896999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116330726105896999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/sheryl-goh-stop-listening-to-blog-song.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116325739079433313</id><published>2006-11-11T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T23:05:33.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okae. im done emo-ing. anywayy, am reali bored and stole this thing from mayy's bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 of the most random things you probably never needed to know about someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats your name spelt backwards? lyrehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do last night?: talked lots on msn, watched the boy show on channel u and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you downloaded onto your computer?: im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever licked a 9 volt battery?: am i that bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you swam in a pool?: months ago. even tho the pool looks tempting, just dun haf the resolve to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing?: pink shirt black shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many cars have you owned?: none?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type of music you dislike most?: black metal heavy metal death metal anything metal and techno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you registered to vote?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have cable?: no. i want disney channel! then i'll noe wat lisa eugene n sharifah are talking abt all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of computer do you use?: erm? i quite a com idiot. Ever made a prank phone call?: of cuz.. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like anyone right now?: yarr. a baby whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?: neither. im not quite a risk taker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthest place you ever traveled?: korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite comic strip?: definitely xiaoxin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u know all the words to the national anthem?: obviously. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower, morning or night?: night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best movie you've seen in the past month?: past month? i've only seen one today and it's boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pizza toppings?: i dun reali like pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chips or popcorn?: chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What cell phone provider do you have?: singtel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever smoked peanut shells?: ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?: nopes. it's dumb.. pageants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange Juice or apple?: same. i like fruit juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were the last people you sat at lunch with?: mayy. i dint reali eat tho. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite chocolate bar?: not reali into chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your longest friend and how long?: erm. umm. junhan? since sec one. i dint lead a happy pri sch life. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?: never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever won a trophy?: no. wat a failure rite! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite arcade game?: the red green blur thing!!! nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever ordered from an infomercial?: nopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprite or 7-UP?: neither. i prefer coke and green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had to wear a uniform to school/work?: obviously. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you bought at 7eleven?: magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever thrown up in public?: hmm.. shopping mall, sch hall, mrt, sch bus.. u name it. haven reali puked since sec sch tho. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you prefer being a millionaire or finding true love?: i'd like to have a true love who's also a millionaire. then i will be one too. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?: nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPONGEBOB OR JIMMY NEUTRON?: jimmy neutron. i like his shit hair! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have long hair as a young kid?: as a young kid? nvr past my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What message is on your voicemail machine?: i dun have voicemail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you like to go right now?: no idea. feeling rather empty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the name of your pet?: ham and sandwich. their offsprings are lettuce, tomato and cucumber. haha. im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of backpack do you have, and what's in it?: i only have one billabong backpack. nth inside tho.. haven used since mid last yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns. thats all?? im bored. all those funny reactions inside me.. urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116325739079433313?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116325739079433313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116325739079433313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116325739079433313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116325739079433313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/okae.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116325584278734089</id><published>2006-11-11T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:15:51.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;u screwed up u screwed up u screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat is ur problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid sheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats sheryl! u successfully got urself grounded. ohwells, im supposed to be grounded now.. but i still can go on lil trips. after today, dun think so. my mum's upset i came home late. it's onli nine plus wat late meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anywayy, it was a nice day even tho i totally screwed up. we caught a movie with weiyan n fren, and i managed to clear half of my debts. but y is it tht everytime i so look forward to sth, i'll screw up in the end? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step up was boring. even with the hottie and his sexy voice in it, it still was boring. yawns. and it was really weird.. i was feeling reali cold in the cinema. even during dinner when ther was nth cold, i was shivering. im normally the microwave larr dunnoe y today so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was nice. n it was not cuz of the food. for once in a long long long long time, sheryl goh actuali has no appetite. but i still ate everything anywayy. had to stuff the food in. was nice just listening to them talk. i just sat ther listening most of the time, since i had nth constructive anywayy. i think i sorta ended up as a suaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 37% contented, 63% sianzed. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;contented cuz i got to see u, sianzed cuz i noe this is probably one of the last times, and i screwed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;mayy thinks wy has not much manners, is short and has no dress sense. but me, other than the fact that i still think hc ppl are all egoists, i think wy's fine. omg sheryl u sucker.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i noe thers no point. but i just cant help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116325584278734089?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116325584278734089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116325584278734089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116325584278734089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116325584278734089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/u-screwed-up-u-screwed-up-u-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116322170641773168</id><published>2006-11-11T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:08:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee! i love this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. 15 mins to get ready. how am i gonna do it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure late. mayy will kill me. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's 3% excited, 5% anxious and 92% afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116322170641773168?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116322170641773168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116322170641773168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116322170641773168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116322170641773168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/whee-i-love-this-song-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116317569320623444</id><published>2006-11-10T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:16:13.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO MORE CHEESE CAKES FOR SHERYL GOH EVER N EVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae fine the ever n ever part is just an exaggeration. but still, not gonna eat cheesecake for a long long time after yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww we dint get to go kbox in the end. cuz after eating, some of us were broke n running for time. bahh. was looking forward to the kbox. ): but anywayy, ate at secret recipe. i had a tiny piece of chessecake which is fine, until lisa's birthday cake came.. it was a huge oreo cheesecake from nydc.. my gawsh. i still thot i could handle two slices since i have this reali big appetite.. but my appetite for cake turns out to be rather puny(extremely, in fact). awww. had to force the birthday cake down. not that it wasnt nice tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee stayed home the whole day. finally went to replace my atm card. now i can clear all my debt and be not-so-broke. hoho. put tht off for so long cuz i lost my ic and i always thot my passport was locked up somewher. but these few days i found it lying somewher in my mum's room. hoho. have one more card now. can collect my ic the week after next. and the condo card.. ohwells, see when my dad wanna get a new one for me. yay then tht'll be almost back to the days when i haven lost my wallet and actuali have cards. managed to fix my nails too. and watched alot of tv. finished one book. now im left with only one book. how to survive the rest of my grounded days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anywayy! i ought to be in some dumb leadership camp now. but no one gave me the consent form. so i dint go. dint wanna go right from the start. been waiting for this week since gawd-knows-when and im not gonna trade it for some stupid camp. also, the camp just dun sound like a good idea to me, now that im in couch potato mode. kayaking? no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what shld i wear????? im 23% excited, 77% scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116317569320623444?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116317569320623444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116317569320623444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116317569320623444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116317569320623444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-more-cheese-cakes-for-sheryl-goh.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116303608418884123</id><published>2006-11-09T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:16:59.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whee! finally done with project work. hoho! in the end, Darshananth dint come, we called him dint answer, so they let us present without him. hoho. good luck huh darshananth. wait to be penalized. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite looking forward to that. whahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed my Q&amp;amp;A. in fact, my whole group did too. awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go kbox to celebrate yuting xiao gou(lisa)'s birthday. cant wait for her birthday prexie. wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116303608418884123?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116303608418884123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116303608418884123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116303608418884123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116303608418884123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/whee-finally-done-with-project-work.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116300268932330631</id><published>2006-11-09T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:17:33.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sucker sucker sucker darshananth is a bloody sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC big arh? kns. if we hafta reschedule, i hope whatever i blogged about u last time will come true. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which part of u is unwell?! it's like since the start of pw u've been giving all those fucked up excuses for ur absence huh? if mayy is gonna turn up despite her high fever, y cant u jsut fucking show up for ONCE?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, just dun produce that damn MC can? if bcuz of ur incapacity we have to reschedule, dun u think it's damn unfair to the three of us? it's already the last day of OP and when everyone happily throws all things PW away, we still hafta do it some other day. dun u think ur a big big big baggage to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what haf u done for this grp? NTH. in contrast, we've done so much for u. did ur ppt, ur script. even ur eom draft is done by mayy. we even let the fact that we cant file a report against u go. y must u do this to us at this very last min? for goodness sake, just quit sch larr. ur not gonna survive in jc ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fuck off n dun give us heart attacks by being so fickle, telling us ur not gonna turn up, then u r, then at the very last moment in the middle of the night tell us u have a freaking mc can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happpy birthday lisa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116300268932330631?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116300268932330631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116300268932330631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116300268932330631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116300268932330631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/sucker-sucker-sucker-darshananth-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116291662957206520</id><published>2006-11-08T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:15:45.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joints' hurting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to believe it's any form of rheumatism. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always loved braids.&lt;br /&gt;my hair's finally long enough.&lt;br /&gt;wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG some ppl just do not get it, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;duper irritating larr.&lt;br /&gt;like, the last time u spoke to him was during sec 2 or 3. me.&lt;br /&gt;then, the following yrs he'll just constantly msg u asking u to be his stead.&lt;br /&gt;hullo? wake up can?!??&lt;br /&gt;so old alr still no common sense aye?&lt;br /&gt;and, the term "stead" is so low-class ahbeng larr. im turned off by that.&lt;br /&gt;and and, stop calling me! ur name appears on my hp as "scary dun ans". do u think i'll ans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to be mean, but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;get lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disclaimer: he is &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; any of my ex(s). just someone with a couple of screws loose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116291662957206520?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116291662957206520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116291662957206520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116291662957206520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116291662957206520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/joints-hurting.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116275484213656619</id><published>2006-11-06T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:22:37.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;y did i even write that entry and make a mountain out of a molehill? it's just a one-liner. y did it piss me off so bad? i guess i shldn't haf posted that entire chunk just in response to a senseless phrase. but still, it's there n i have not taken it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after reading n hearing it several times from everywhere, it just kinda ignites the flames within me. i cldnt care less abt this at first bcuz i was more concerned for my own results. come to think of it, yarr right, how did someone with &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE U's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ever get promoted? fuck it man. if he dint pass a single freaking H2 subject, how the hell can they promote him?! by the overall grade after moderation? if the previous results were good that only serves to show how much he deproved yarr? im not making any sense but still, fuck it. i only missed one mark to make an E for econs and they had to take the overall huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a person who gets three U's is way better than someone who's got a U, passed one and missed one by one mark? so a person who gets three U's is better than someone who passes all his h1 and at least one H2 (heard from eugene. i dunnoe the failing grade)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. im not making a personal attack. it's just that this just suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. luckily i've not enabled the comments thing yet huh. otherwise, i'd surely get flamed by that person's frens huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116275484213656619?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116275484213656619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116275484213656619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116275484213656619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116275484213656619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/y-did-i-even-write-that-entry-and-make.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116274432250672414</id><published>2006-11-06T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:32:02.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeeee! i love Mayy to bits n pieces! u rawk! JY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116274432250672414?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116274432250672414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116274432250672414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116274432250672414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116274432250672414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/wheeeeee-i-love-mayy-to-bits-n-pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116261295287472986</id><published>2006-11-04T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T12:02:32.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns so bored! im gonna be bored this hols. ohh, since Mayy, maintainer of the class blog has gone missing, i had a lil fun editing things. whaha! it's so dead there anwayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i suck. there was a free pair of Notre dame de paris (i've always wanted to watch tht) tickets n i told yuxian i couldnt make it. how dumb!!!!! then this morning i woke up n realised i could have changed the lunch date with kim n arron to dinner. called xiano n guess wat? i was half an hr late. her sis' fren took it. boohoo! but anywayy, im still hopeful. please let yuxian find one extra pair later on. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116261295287472986?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116261295287472986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116261295287472986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116261295287472986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116261295287472986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/yawns-so-bored-im-gonna-be-bored-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116256580038294573</id><published>2006-11-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:53:17.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;List of things we can never do together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. attend remedials this hols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. eat during breaks n lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. run / walk / crawl during cross country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. study for A lvls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. shop for prom stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. attend prom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. eat during breaks n lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;worst of all, there'll be no other Lisas, Mayys, Eugenes, Sharifahs, Waichungs and Cassandras in my new class. dun think ther'll be another clique where majority loves the disney channel, feeds me till im happy, have sing-alongs which is quite common but still, not many sing along to all the dumb nursery songs children songs (eg. "jump for joy!", "u can feel it") weird musical songs ( like the dimsum girl) eng pop chi pop hokkien songs (okae well, only rubbish car, so that makes one hokkien song) and has a nice voice like Lisa. Most uniquely, our clique boasts of a hilarious master-dog relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all thanks to myself, i'll be left out of all the fun and laughter (which is like, every single day? haha. all thanks to lisa and eugene).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but still, im happy that 0632A wunt get disbanded. otherwise, none of Lisa's best frens will be in the same class as her. ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lalaa im posting this in my own blog.. Mayy u cant delete it! hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have fun ppl, mug hard n pass A lvls well next yr!* (:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*by saying passing well, im not referring to everyone thank u very much. let those undeserving ones who did more or less like me [but went up bcuz of the trouble they created] fail badly. on second thots, its alrite if they get all boderline passes.. also can. pass n go &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOWHERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. muahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116256580038294573?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116256580038294573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116256580038294573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116256580038294573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116256580038294573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/11/list-of-things-we-can-never-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116220179069146350</id><published>2006-10-30T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T17:50:56.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one's blogging in the class blog after all the hooha. so i did. haha. i apologise in advance for being such a spoiler. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, was interviewed by ms margaret ng. she's good with words. after going one tiny round, it was evident that it wunt get thru without her saying it explicitly. after that, chatted on about the person in question. low m***** c*******. pretty easy to figure out. bahh. so in the end, i have to share &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wr marks with him. and we stupidly did the whole ppt, wrote the script for his slides and gave him our WR. so now, good for him aye? he can handle the ppt and even the Q&amp;amp;A and probably not fail his pw. how smart of us to spoon feed him. damn. still fucking pissed that we dint manage to file the irregularities report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored day. found out things i shldn't. i'm pretty sure ms wong said all those to get me off her back. mite as well. i can start detatching myself from today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116220179069146350?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116220179069146350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116220179069146350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116220179069146350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116220179069146350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-ones-blogging-in-class-blog-after.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116209972988162546</id><published>2006-10-29T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T13:28:49.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. which part of H-O-S-P-I-T-A-L dun u freaking unduerstand u freaking fatty?!?? do u think my bro's ther to play around and come home after that? he's obviously ther to stay right so can u please stop calling MY house and cell to try n get to him?!?? i'll get him to call u back when he's back. CAN? irritating freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess no one ever gets close to me. i dun like it when ppl crosses tht line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro had fits last morning. so scary. went n visit him in the afternoon. took me so long to find his ward thanks to my mummy who told me its in wing 2 instead of the main building. -.-'' went off at night. glad he's alrite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm haven been blogging for long. im scared that nasty things will come out. but anywayy, been quite sian the past few days. been doing OP everyday in sch. yawns. alright, dint reali do much. even had time to play card games. went out almost everyday for gawd-noes-wat. had to rush the OP in the middle of the nite as a result. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;hmm Friday.. had this stupid chi mock exam. dint feel like going but still, yarr.. first passage was reali difficult so i left qns 3 n 4 blank. thats like 10 and 4 marks. dint wanna do the compre too but after i woke up, ther was still lotsa time. just crapped some things. after that, our cute n lovely (erm??) ct Ms Wong treated us to swensens. hoho! we were kind n considerate souls n the bill worked out to be around S$10 each. not bad rite. ha. crapped alot during tht meal. found out things about spanna and that raven. lol! and everyone heard of my whale story from mayy. THANKS mayy. but anywayy, that shall not be the end of the whale story! i hope anywayy. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee! gonna catch the free concert in the evening.. S.H.E n jonathan leong! hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. meeting lisa at two30 and im gonna be late. cant find anything decent to wear. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116209972988162546?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116209972988162546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116209972988162546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116209972988162546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116209972988162546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116150213967205528</id><published>2006-10-22T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:47:15.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yep so i went towning with char ydae. was reali hungry (my maid was trying to starve me to death with that lil bit of porridge) so we went to taka food hall for pasta. only i ate cuz char alr ate with her mummy b4 tht.. they even had PEKING DUCK.. omg! i've nvr had that b4.. ):&lt;br /&gt;so anywayy, we walked n walked n walked n walked. oh i saw mayy n joclyn while crossing the road. lol. called her twice but she dint hear. -.-'' finally found myself a nice n budgeted pair of shoes from mondo. whee! haven been able to find anything to my liking b4 tht. *thanks char!* found her a fred perry bag too but she dint buy. continued walking for awhile n went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not exactly home, aunty alice's house. they were having a karaoke session. haha! went on till 11 plus. ther was once my daddy sang "Vincent". the starry starry night song. haha! thts his name too! i was eating thruout. lol. after everyone went off, i went home to bathe n back to their house to catch final destination 3. chuankai n chuanen were staying over. whee! thruout the whole thing i was imagining how i'd die. my gawsh. came back after that. damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha i saw mr lee's name in Sunday Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still feel bad. bahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116150213967205528?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116150213967205528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116150213967205528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116150213967205528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116150213967205528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/yep-so-i-went-towning-with-char-ydae.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116150103760086381</id><published>2006-10-22T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T15:10:37.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel stupid n evil, blogging about my friend tht way. i just dint feel good n blabbered on. had wanted to take the post off but dint get home till one plus n u already saw it. i dint noe ther were so many things going on. argh i'll stop beating ard the bush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116150103760086381?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116141469487581270</id><published>2006-10-21T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T15:04:38.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was that meant for me? i dunnoe. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go out with char n sits today. but anywayy due to some things i dunno wat, it's just me n char. gonna shop for bags. whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. im almost late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116141469487581270?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116141469487581270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116141469487581270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116141469487581270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116141469487581270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/was-that-meant-for-me-i-dunnoe.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116109793159987675</id><published>2006-10-17T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:16:51.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did a lil math quiz during math tutorial today. after that ms wong had nth to do so we played uno (nope not ms wong)! lol. childhood game. we were barely into the second game when ms wong asked us to stop. still thot wat la.. in the end found out its about the two weird ones. yawnsssss. arent they ever sick n tired of this? if they arent, we are. stupid dumbos larr interrupt our game. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n what was their issue? some dated blog entries of mine n lisa's. nth better to do or wat? so we had a class meeting of some sorts. dragged from math tutorial to civics to math lect. but yep we managed to skip math lect cuz of this. ha. ms wong dint go either. humph. stupid bitch snooping around reading my blog ARCHIVES. no wonder fail huh. waste too much time on dumb things like this, as well as complaining to every single teacher n writing letters to ppl in authority. suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what did i learn from this episode (hope its the very last one)? that tht bit** just dun wanna stop attracting unwanted attention. oh and also, tht as long as u dun specify tht person's name, its alrite to continue blogging bout her. And and and, i alr changed my lang significantly to accomodate to them. no more &lt;s&gt;fucks&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy. dun remember wat i wanted to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YARR! I PASSED GP!!! so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116109793159987675?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116109793159987675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116109793159987675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116109793159987675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116109793159987675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/did-lil-math-quiz-during-math-tutorial.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116101330601684914</id><published>2006-10-16T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:41:46.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FOUND MY LONG-LOST SWAROVSKI NECKLACE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my maid found it under my comp. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;politics. haii. nvr thot i'd see tht much of it there. but HOW WRONG i was. in fact, it's rife. with the pioneer batch gone, i dun quite like it the way i used to anymore. i used to be reali enthu. but now.. i even harboured thots of ponning. bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns. i desperately need one more pathetic mark for my econs. then i'd clear my 2 h2s. damn scared. cuz my gp.. i noe i'd fail this time. even the stupid aq cant help me. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayy said im very affected by ***. haha. i dunno y! i just couldnt control. my eyes malfunctioned. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee! i found my necklace!!! nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116101330601684914?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116101330601684914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116101330601684914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116101330601684914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116101330601684914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-found-my-long-lost-swarovski.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116066981978797536</id><published>2006-10-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:17:00.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha! unbelievable. during pe when we were walking to the bb court, i suddenly tear-ed for no particular reason! mayy was talking bout sth n suddenly just felt like crying. lol! oh n we had to play basketball. sian. at first it started out alrite. but when we changed, thers jacintha waichung n darshan. shit man. dun understand y jacintha hafta stretch her arms out n block me.. with her arm under my arms n knocking into my boobies. idiot. made my boobie hurt okae. (heyy, small boobies are still boobies!) dun think she had enough fun cuz the next thing i knew, her bloodly shoulder touched my face.sucker. pain larr! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. i hafta go to this leadership camp with Merrill Leong?!?? crap. if only its not this period of time n azie n fadhi dun hafta puasa, then i wunt hafta go with merrill leong already! he's such a big big bully! ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hell with pw tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116066981978797536?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116066981978797536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116066981978797536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116066981978797536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116066981978797536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/haha-unbelievable.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116059071416755657</id><published>2006-10-12T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T02:18:34.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okae. serious mood swings recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was super irritable ydae. even during cheer. omg. reali dunnoe y i was like that SO bo chap n reluctant. oh but when we were walking out of sports sch, finally saw chuanen. hoho! haven seen him for soooooooo long like, a couple of weekends. so was quite happy cuz he aknowledged my presence in front of all his friends. ha. n nope, this is not some silly crush on someone younger. he's my cousin as well as godpa's son. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then today.. was duper high after sch.&lt;br /&gt;lunched at crystal jade. walked a lil while n watched world trade centre. front part was so sadddd. but for a theme like that, guess it's better not to be too draggy. audience will get bored easily. towards the end, all i was thinking of was when the show would fin so i could go to the dumb restroom. war shows r still much nicer than this. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at gelare after that. they were hiring staff n mayy reali wanted to scoop ice cream so she went for the interview. yawns. sat ther with my ice cream n waited for her. szeloong's phone is still very fun! ha. played reversi. stupid phone keep winning. ): went home after that. mayy kept forcing me to sit in the front sit. dunno y but he makes me think of ah jo. haha. the weird way they spoke chi n the hairstyle.. even the way they drive. omg! just cant help but think of her when i see sl. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh when szeloong tried to turn somewher inside my condo, thers tis honda driving pass like quite irritated with him. bleah very big huh? then i saw the car plate.. SCV1**7K. okae yarr, very big. my aunt's car. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, thanks for the ride home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was planning to do the dumb wr earlier today so i dun hafta sleep late. but yiting dint send me tht dumb thing till late. so i had to start late. n end late.&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting math back tml. damn scared. cuz i noe i failed it. one of the four out of fourteen. loser. got back h1 chi today. got only 61. ): but its okae i just wanna pass. waiting for the chi essay. i found out i wrote totally out for entire question one of econs paper. sure goner. hist too. they said even if we did fairly alrite for everything but leave out one essay, quite difficult to pass. think i hafta join eugene in 0732a. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooooo tired! i wan the adi colour jacket!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116059071416755657?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116059071416755657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116059071416755657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116059071416755657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116059071416755657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/okae.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116040802870803595</id><published>2006-10-09T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:33:48.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>get lost fucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116040802870803595?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116040802870803595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116040802870803595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116040802870803595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116040802870803595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/get-lost-fucker.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116032842211489213</id><published>2006-10-09T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:35:54.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DO NOT LIKE MUGGERS! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dun like to go out. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116032842211489213?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116032842211489213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116032842211489213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116032842211489213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116032842211489213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-do-not-like-muggers-they-dun-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-116014483538907331</id><published>2006-10-06T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:53:35.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's over. finally. gonna wait for my doom. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays finally its reali over! after bio ydae went for breakfast with the usual bio ppl. kk was like "yay! feel like shouting. whoo! finally over!" stupid! after that they were all dissing me. cuz i haf hist today. bleah. so evil. went to mayy's house to study. obviously, damn unproductive. been studying the same three lecture notes for three days. only that three out of dunnoe how many many many. luckily i was able to remember the content for ih just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class (or rather, clique) outing tml. i wanted to go sentosa! but lisa simply refused to go ther. ): gonna go with ccp one day. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. the principal is just so impossible. went on n on n on n on about informing the ct if u haf diarrhoea or vomit symptoms. mite be some gastric flu whatsoever. n then about personal hygiene n stuff. hey, wouldnt seventeen eighteen nineteen year old ppl noe that already?!?? n blablablablabla. please larr i dun think anyone ther had these symptoms or they would have went to sch alr wat?! stupid woman. made us stand ther listening to her in the sweltering morning heat n in the end perspired alot n even started hist paper late. greatly affected my mood to do the hist paper. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the paper it was yays! but then ther was pw. yawns. supposed to meet jocelyn at one at marina but in the end only managed to go off at one plus. mayy was so pissed. taxi fare: $17.40. -.- went kbox. i like listening to lisa sing! soooo nice. but that stupid girl. only sing at kbox dun wanna take part in anything at all. not even the sch singing competition. if she did it'd be so fun making all the placards n stuff. whaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many kiddos playing lantern n candles downstairs. i wanna go too! but the air quality is enough to keep me at home. the haze coupled with smoke from candles.. really stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i reali hafta revamp my image sooooon. i look like an aunty recently like, OH MY GAWSH! im a cheerleader for goodness sake. should look pretty all times. haha. justin said that. not me. but anyway, yarr. realli look so much worse than normal. i see that, mayy said that, even tommy chen said..&lt;br /&gt;"eh u becoming more n more bo chio already arh"&lt;br /&gt;wat a teacher.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;bleah i noe that!!! but been lazy to put the contact lenses these few weeks larr. n the hair, waiting for after promos to tidy up. going to my mum's salon tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafta edit the stupid wr again tonite. cant sleep in peace even after promos. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-116014483538907331?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/116014483538907331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=116014483538907331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116014483538907331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/116014483538907331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115979145979117553</id><published>2006-10-02T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:17:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>n i cried. ha. so loser. was already on the brink when i kaypoh-ed n read the card lisa wrote eugene. n then i was thinking, it'll be so sad if they promote without me. i like the clique. they bring so much laughter to my dumb sch life.):&lt;br /&gt;oh. it's eugene's birthday today. had such a hard time lugging the bag to sch. n he still picked here n ther. it's one of the most expensive prexie i ever paid for okae. humph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY EUGENE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math is a failure. the past few weeks i was doing only math n i still freaked out today. wth. can only get 43 max. which is already fail. &gt;_&lt;&gt;cried&lt;/s&gt;. super afraid of retaining. econs was alrite, but i wrote out of pt for demand supply analysis. even more scared now. n i think the gp last fri.. cant reali make it. reali regret not handing in the reading file. could have gotten some crap marks instead of zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let me pass my econs n hist. argh. how am i gonna pass the hist sbq???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna retain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i cant help thinking bout him too. dint like what i see. (nonono. not the one i saw at zebra crossing today. ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115979145979117553?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115979145979117553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115979145979117553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115979145979117553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115979145979117553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/10/n-i-cried.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115945767121288257</id><published>2006-09-28T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:34:31.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian. i hate it when i smsed so many ppl and onli aixin is nice enough to reply n aknowledge my existence. when i first became treasurer i was so happy cuz nvr ever been part of an exco of anything b4. now, just feel so sianned. everyone's in diff classes some more. hello i waste so many of my sms to remind u guys to pay up. y cant u all just send one single reply to let me noe u've got the msg?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unproductive day.. went to popular get some pens. as i was feeling reali down, had a reali strong craving for gelare ice cream. but we ended up in swensens instead.. -.- after we almost fin, lisa came. so altogether stayed ther for very long. time wasted: 3hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm was feeling duper depressed. what i had always knew but denied was spelt out clearly. bahh. thers sth called friends yarr? F-R-I-E-N-D-S. so anywayy, we were like sitting at the canteen during lunch when this lady came to promote the pa card. i think she was flabbergasted by my actions larr. so paiseh. haha. was nth ther to throw so i took my hp n threw it about. then i went to the other table for "some time alone". cldnt stand it larr so i went back to our table n continued whining. ha. so dumb. i was holding this chunk of pear on a kebab stick all the while n in the end reali damn fed up so i threw it on the table. it was somewher around this time tht the lady asked "what's wrong with her?" n she sounded like she thot i was some dumb weirdo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my hormones balanced themselves back, first days have been quite alright. but second days.. my gawsh. so freaking pain. n i have gp n chi tmr. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115945767121288257?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115945767121288257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115945767121288257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115945767121288257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115945767121288257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/sian_28.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115945766350799157</id><published>2006-09-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:34:30.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian. i hate it when i smsed so many ppl and onli aixin is nice enough to reply n aknowledge my existence. when i first became treasurer i was so happy cuz nvr ever been part of an exco of anything b4. now, just feel so sianned. everyone's in diff classes some more. hello i waste so many of my sms to remind u guys to pay up. y cant u all just send one single reply to let me noe u've got the msg?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unproductive day.. went to popular get some pens. as i was feeling reali down, had a reali strong craving for gelare ice cream. but we ended up in swensens instead.. -.- after we almost fin, lisa came. so altogether stayed ther for very long. time wasted: 3hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm was feeling duper depressed. what i had always knew but denied was spelt out clearly. bahh. thers sth called friends yarr? F-R-I-E-N-D-S. so anywayy, we were like sitting at the canteen during lunch when this lady came to promote the pa card. i think she was flabbergasted by my actions larr. so paiseh. haha. was nth ther to throw so i took my hp n threw it about. then i went to the other table for "some time alone". cldnt stand it larr so i went back to our table n continued whining. ha. so dumb. i was holding this chunk of pear on a kebab stick all the while n in the end reali damn fed up so i threw it on the table. it was somewher around this time tht the lady asked "what's wrong with her?" n she sounded like she thot i was some dumb weirdo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my hormones balanced themselves back, first days have been quite alright. but second days.. my gawsh. so freaking pain. n i have gp n chi tmr. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115945766350799157?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115945766350799157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115945766350799157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115945766350799157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115945766350799157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115928645086192026</id><published>2006-09-26T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T22:56:56.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly thot of the narative question of sec 4 prelims. mask or facade or two-faced or sth along tht line. cant remember exactly cuz eugene tan gave us similar ones right b4 the exams. dint think i would encounter someone like that in tht close a proximity that i did. someone i thot was fren. not close, but still, a friend. just shows how naive i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, i wanna clarify. it was not the principal who asked them to kneel down u kuku. cant u see i wrote "HE" instead of "HER"?! it was this male staff who barked at the girl to kneel. n the girl's skirt wasnt even short. can u get ur facts rite b4 u criticize NOBODY IN SPECIFIC? This is aimed SPECIFICALLY at u. and, definitely not one who likes to be the "bad guy"? isnt tht what u like to do? u do it quite well what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally passed one math test with not tht bad marks, got 9/12 for AQ despite not understanding what i write, passed my chi although i was sleeping most of the time, shot at the centre for the first time in my long long life. but y dun i feel a least bit excited? thank YOU huh. sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugene says we're overreacting. im overreacting. like pri sch kids, lil thing then dun like each other anymore. lil thing my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115928645086192026?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115928645086192026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115928645086192026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115928645086192026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115928645086192026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/suddenly-thot-of-narative-question-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115920026629840622</id><published>2006-09-26T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:04:26.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so proud of myself for not coming online today. okae yarr here i am, but just for this very moment.. came to read ONE post mayy mentioned earlier. n omg, YES i think it's sth to do with what i said. grrrrr. *upset* ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint think sch library would be so freaking cold. but after sooooo long ther today, omg. its damn cold. lucky i brought my jacket. went to the airport after sch. the journey back home was... awww. i got my feelings cheated by mayy. ha. it's like the 858 eugene told lisa larr. took me an hour to get to town! since the journey was so long, i had lotsa time to fantasize. ha. cant help it, since it wunt happen in my life. i can onli think of it. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so dumb for flooding my own tagboard. ha. but some tag arhh. cant be read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so full. how am i gonna sleep on a completely filled tummy? &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115920026629840622?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115920026629840622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115920026629840622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115920026629840622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115920026629840622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-proud-of-myself-for-not-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115911117054060856</id><published>2006-09-24T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T23:19:30.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was at nat library alone cuz mayy couldn't make it n lisa has church. oh well i went too late n onli managed to find those reali uncomfy seats. when lisa came, went to delifrance. ate n continued ther. OMG. the bugis delifrance arh, YUCK. waste my money. i like the branch at jp. nicer. managed to do two topics today. four down, many more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still haven done my hist which is like overdue since dunnoe when. die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping for Lisa's best fren's birthday prexie. walked the whole bugis street and found NOTHING decent. &gt;_&lt; went back to bugis junction and when we were thinking of giving up, finally found sth. quite nice we also want. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arron suddenly sent this msg asking hows things. KAYPOH. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to skip chi this week since thers no study break. waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired. good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115911117054060856?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115911117054060856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115911117054060856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115911117054060856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115911117054060856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/was-at-nat-library-alone-cuz-mayy.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115902716996431576</id><published>2006-09-23T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:29:13.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHAR!!!!!!!!! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck. my maid mixed brown rice with white for dinner. cant stand brown rice. n the fish. eek. so fishy. only the tofu was edible. tummy feel so queezy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i mentioned that i hate kids? they are simply irritating n i cant help but wonder, ARE THEY BLIND? was in the lrt today. at segar, one lil girl came walking in n stepped on my right foot. wth. i dint even put it in her way or sth. as if thats not enough, another young kiddo girl came in at jelapang n stepped onto the very same spot. i already tucked it in after the fist step larr. wat is their problem?!?? i just did my nails lo now its totally ruined. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied at sha's house. UNproductive. i reached expecting them to be mugging but guess wat. they're watching vcds. -.- studied a lil when shiya's parents bought food. ooh yummy! continued after lunch and looong later, sits came. from then on, dun hafta study le. cuz sha n sits were counting how much they have to get for promos to get certain grades. char just continued studying. *poor char.. wat a sad birthday!* me, rest of the time was spent emo-ing. cuz i dint hafta count to know tht i hafta do REALLY well for promos to pass overall. which is quite impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home earli cuz sha's parents taking her out to eat. did some math at the room downstairs. poor candice. ha. pestered by me for one whole hour. cant help it arh im SLOW so take quite some time to understand things. phone went from full batt to low batt. -.- but yay. i can do ap gp alr. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cant help but think, &lt;s&gt;maybe i should follow in moo's footstep. can be mato's junior in NP.&lt;/s&gt; CANNOT. i must promote. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y is it that whatever im doing, my mind still think of certain things, like u?&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat does months of P.E without running do to u? my gawd. my thighs are SO FAT now can. even my dad commented on tht. n went on n on about exercising. zzZ. i think they shld make us run a few rounds every P.E even now. altho i hate that, it keeps the fats away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national library tml. muggggggggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;bad&lt;/s&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115902716996431576?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115902716996431576/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115892241823303934</id><published>2006-09-22T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:29:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>getting realli disillusioned with hist n econs. dun think i'll ever do well. i studied for econs n i knew the facts i did i did. but just failed to put them into words. sucks. i shall do math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven taken the medicine for gastric n ear infection since yesterday. n then my ear hurt a lil today. caused a big headache. n during econs when pohchoo was going thru for the coming test, the stupid gastric n tummy hurt reali bad. couldn't concentrate as a result. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick, i need a doc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just ONE will do. tht one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sheryl has stopped emo-ing.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115892241823303934?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115892241823303934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115892241823303934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115892241823303934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115892241823303934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/getting-realli-disillusioned-with-hist.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115892076892850227</id><published>2006-09-22T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T18:27:43.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As what I can't have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If I could dim the lights in the mall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And create a mood (yeah) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shout out your name so it echos in every room &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's what I'd do, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's what I'd do to get through to you, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For You I Will/ Teddy Geiger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115892076892850227?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115892076892850227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115892076892850227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115892076892850227'/><link 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cockeye n wanted to make sure. so this big fat fucker asked her to kneel down so they can check more easily. she was like, looking blankly at him. he got fed up after repeatedly asking her to kneel tht he flailed his arms about n SHOUTED "kneel down kneel down! do u understand what is kneel down?!??" so she did eventually. dunnoe who tht fucker is. some office staff i suppose. or maybe some teacher. if i was shouted at that way, i would've walked away. dun u think it's taboo to kneel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalaa. stopped having tht particular dream already. or maybe i just cant remember. ha. had been having tht same dream for the past dunnoe how many nights. finally. but still, i'd daydream.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115885011416584216?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115884310970913471</id><published>2006-09-21T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T21:14:06.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha. so free to write crap huh sheryl? stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things to complete by 0000hrs today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. econs monopolistic comp + oligopoly tutorial Q3.&lt;br /&gt;2. hist long long long long long S.E.A essay.&lt;br /&gt;3. study for econs test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. seems quite impossible. which one shld i sacrifice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/20-09-06_2026.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/20-09-06_2026.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmm yep. this is the pic i was saying last nite. looks stupid but. haha. actuali tried putting it up using picasa but it went into my old blog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;hmm. may was laughing at it. haha. cuz it looked quite like. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianz. hafta do those dumb things. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115884310970913471?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115884310970913471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115884310970913471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115884310970913471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115884310970913471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115884261835414199</id><published>2006-09-21T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T20:43:39.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Story Telling Session.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;background info:&lt;br /&gt;some evil asshole pushed girl into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story:&lt;br /&gt;along came a pretty float out of nowher. girl grabbed the float.&lt;br /&gt;big big ship sailing past. wanted to pull girl aboard.&lt;br /&gt;however, this stupid girl chose to cling on to the float cuz ship looked weird.&lt;br /&gt;being a big ego thing, ship continued circling round girl, albeit refusing to make contact with girl. was it trying to tempt or mock girl? no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;now, girl's getting exhausted staying in the water with just the float.&lt;br /&gt;finally got a clear view of ship n it looks pretty fine. wanted to climb onto it.&lt;br /&gt;but wat to do? ship just continued staying within girl's view but out of her reach. the float can sense it too. wrestled itself away from girl.&lt;br /&gt;aww. poor stupid girl has to thread water to keep herself from drowning.&lt;br /&gt;ship came a lil closer, but still remained out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*story taken from Mayy Lee during break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115884261835414199?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115884261835414199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115884261835414199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115884261835414199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115884261835414199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/story-telling-session.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115876717940152684</id><published>2006-09-20T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:46:19.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally presented the hist slides today. sucked. i realise tht my pronunciation will go all weird when i attempt to speak loudly. die. *worried for my OP* if i speak with clear pronunciation, i'll be soft. if i speak more loudly, i cant pronounce well. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi lesson today was so urgh. had a combined class with some other classes at p1-1 and it was so damn crammed. we went in later n had no place to sit! in the end i had to squeeze in between cass n mayy. super boring cuz ther was not enough space to sleep or take down wat the cher wrote. in the end ended up playing with phones. n guess wat mayy did.. OMG! thanks lar wat if ppl thot i used ur name n sent those msg?? ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. this the first time in my entire jc life tht i think i mite be able to pass a math test. hoho. borderline pass tho.. ): went for pe elective make up after the test. omg. was so tired after tht. still had to go for econs and tripleS. for all the many many many times i've been late, thi is onli the second time in my entire time in ijc tht i went for SSS. haha. stupid sch system. *ooops.. heard sookok goes around reading blogs.. dangerous..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anywayy, was super bored during SSS n dint have the mood to study tht much either. so i started doodling. happened to see this name in my written report so i drew. ha. personally i think it looks a lil like tht person. lol! wanted to put it up here but something's wrong with this stupid blogger. grrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvr nvr ever seen a coup b4.. now finally witnessed one. hmm.. alrite, saw from the news. ha. but. woah. cool! poor ppl tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115876717940152684?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115876717940152684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115876717940152684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115876717940152684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115876717940152684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-presented-hist-slides-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115868219237570873</id><published>2006-09-20T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T00:09:52.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y are the gp tests always on the first period?!?? was late for the essay test on fri n today, aq test. dint have much time to digest the passage n nth came to my mind. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe was fun today. finally mr lee was in sch. i played with ken ken's air rifle! haha. he said they were all mixed up. but at least the casing was his. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always have the ability to fall asleep during chi tests. sian. cant ever stay awake thru the whole paper. left one whole page of compre qns blank. dun like it when i fail chi. so many times already! but well, at least thers still compo to balance the results. those tht i do submit, yay i got above forty. thts like seventy plus percent. hoho. *only thing i can be proud of.. dun mind me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe what's wrong with me i paid the bo luo baos for everyone. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said some weird n dumb things today too. really dunnoe wats wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115868219237570873?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115868219237570873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115868219237570873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115868219237570873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115868219237570873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/y-are-gp-tests-always-on-first-period.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115858843971015491</id><published>2006-09-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:27:53.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops. this blog has turned into such a sad place. shooo! shall not talk about tht anymore. dun wanna be a loser! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but still.. tht feeling cant leave me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY LEE!!!!!!!!!!!! what a good fren u r! such a happy thingie also never share with us! so good huh! =X but anywayy.. ha. hope u'll always stay this happy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. arron said my crushes r always so weird. well... cant help it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisa, hope ur foot recovers sooooooooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TARMIZIE &lt;strong&gt;FATASS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUI MUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read in the papers tht some of those imf ppl thot SG was clean. HA. HA. would they like to consider walking from my place to the bus stop outside BKE? it may not be that littered.. but still, what r those weird gooey substances sticking on the floor? n why do those hdb void decks i have to walk thru daily smell of pee? my gawsh. wats worse, the gooey things will stay ther for a couple of days b4 they're cleaned up. so gross. so glad i dun live ther. at least ther're cleaners here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking thru the stemcord website for the stupid written report few days back. they have SOOOOO many pics. hee. not tht nice tho. dun look nice in photos. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y am i so obssessed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115858843971015491?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115858843971015491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115858843971015491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115858843971015491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115858843971015491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/oops.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115858530410930562</id><published>2006-09-18T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:18:43.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one of the conversations i had today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisa: yi mao qu ren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may: zi zuo zi shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugene: *bochap, engrossed in his own crisis*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sher: so saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad ): *continues sulking.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. zi zuo zi shou. all my own doing. no extra chances. boohoo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajushi!! *ajuma means aunty..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115858530410930562?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115858530410930562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115858530410930562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115858530410930562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115858530410930562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-of-conversations-i-had-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115850034921765478</id><published>2006-09-17T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:39:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;despite not knowing u well, the reali weird facial hair n super un-photogenic face, i guess i think of u. how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115850034921765478?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115850034921765478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115850034921765478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115850034921765478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115850034921765478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/despite-not-knowing-u-well-reali-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115849726274323262</id><published>2006-09-17T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:47:42.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid ear of mine. cost me S$34.50. oh well, plus the gastric med too (which i think is relatively useless cuz after i fin everything, the problem comes back). i've got no atm card now.. it's all my pocket money im using. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still hafta do econs later.. 5 essay outlines. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially when we saw tht person at the roadshow, i thot he was fine.. mayy n lisa were the ones saying he's so urgh. now their opinions changed. what is ur problem sheryl? stop thinking bout it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115849726274323262?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115849726274323262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115849726274323262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115849726274323262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115849726274323262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/stupid-ear-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115838370557573387</id><published>2006-09-16T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:57:40.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tight feeling in my chest. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u ruined everything sheryl goh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serves u right for being so judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since My Lovely Samsoon has concluded, i shall NOT watch anymore tv programmes till 6th Oct. hope my resolve doesnt crumble. the seven pm shows are nice. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115838370557573387?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115838370557573387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115838370557573387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115838370557573387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115838370557573387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115833714533230067</id><published>2006-09-15T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:19:05.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since the day we had to reach earlier, i've nvr been on time other than tues. n then i finally got SSS today. but i skipped it. skipped econs remedial too. had to go back to bp police post cuz thers none in woodlands. the policeman spelt louis vuitton as lois vuitton. -.- only asked me how to spell vuitton i thot he knew louis. but in the end print out alr it was WRONG. he was like, nvm larr.. so being the environmental friendly sher, i said okae lo. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cck later on to replace the ez link. after taking photos n all, the stupid woman told me that the slip i got from the police cannot use. b4 tht i called the hotline n asked alr the person said can lo. so fuming mad la waste my time. met xiano sits char at cwp. since sit dint plan to eat, we could go to crystal jade. yummy! "studied" at woodlands library.. the galilee ther. guess it's better to study with lisa n mayy cuz we see each other every other day.. not that much to talk about. went home at nine plus blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafta go make the stupid ez link n my new atm tml. so troublesome. my mum is irritating larr i wanna go out study shes like so against it. wats her problem.. i cant study at home these days. thers my bed, com, tv, sofa n FOOD at home how to concentrate. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheryl goh, just change ur mind larr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns hafta think of some excuse to wriggle myself out of SSS. troublesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115833714533230067?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115833714533230067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115833714533230067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115833714533230067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115833714533230067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/since-day-we-had-to-reach-earlier-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115824065953202463</id><published>2006-09-14T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T22:25:52.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Infatuation, Sheryl. u wunt get anywhere. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my wallet today. sads. hafta replace all the cards too. add up to a lil less than S$200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nice security uncle downstairs is leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven done much today. super unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is sure to kill me when she gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gastric's acting up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ankle hurt all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slightly less than twenty more days to midcourse exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yays. at least thers something worth getting excited over.. thers gonna be a small lil cheerleading performance for the openhouse. im itching to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i like talking to&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115824065953202463?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115824065953202463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115824065953202463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115824065953202463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115824065953202463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/infatuation-sheryl.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115816362016916623</id><published>2006-09-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:21:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol i agree... that he's hot stuff. ha. but further down in the conv, BLEAH. i dint see tht! i dint see tht im boring. humph. sads. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still in a bad mood today. reali felt like ponning sch today. but cant help it. im a good kiddo. hoho.the security uncle is SO good n kind! he let us all in n said dint wanna get us in trouble or sth. lucky im not the only late one who has to go for econs lect. if not will be damn paiseh walking into the lt alone. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reali hate wed chi lessons. y cant they give us the damn break b4 chi at 1010hrs???! always SO hungry during chi larr. n break'ss onli half an hour. no lunch break. wth. evil sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sth's wrong with me. u noe those eeky feeling u get in ur ears when thers a change of pressure or sth? kept getting tht sensation these few days. my voice too. the voice came back but these few days, it changed! sound so yucky. ): n my stupid gastric. has been hurting again recentli. gave me giddy spells as a result too. too lazy to visit a doc tho. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm doctors.. awwwwwwwwwwwwwww. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the many many ppl i've been rude to today, mi an neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XUELI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the birthday of shirleen sik too. my pri sch mate. haven kept in touch for loooooooooooooong tho. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115816362016916623?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115816362016916623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115816362016916623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115816362016916623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115816362016916623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/lol-i-agree.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115807639978286648</id><published>2006-09-12T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T00:06:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so shagged! thanks everyone. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLOVIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugene lim cute arh. gif tht kinda suggestion. -.- the prexie they (class peeps) gave me cant be kept de.. ): altho i love to eat, but not so much candies also arh!!! the supply can last me till next yr le.. ha. will put up the pics when i get them. thanks for the cake too mayy n lisa n sharifah n eugene n erm. everyone! hee. n, cassandra tan jean siew!!! thank u very much for depositing the oily cream on my face n hair huh. ): made me itch all over. boooo! bet i'll have a breakout tml. grrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ther're lotsa other sweet ppl too including my favourite base justin chong. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe wat im blabbering about anymore. was happily blogging n thinking of the nice lil sleep i'll get later when i got a rude shock n realised i hafta edit the stupid discussion n eavluation thingie tht yiting did. walau. SHIT LARR. BAD BAD MOOD NOW. yiting larr. make me spent the last mins of my birthday doing such fucking things. grrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115807639978286648?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115807639978286648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115807639978286648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115807639978286648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115807639978286648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-shagged-thanks-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115799002631836388</id><published>2006-09-11T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:53:46.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid msn. so lousy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah time flies today. mondays used to be the worst sch day cuz it's tutorial day. but today.. it just breezed thru. even the one half hr bio tutorial. i guess cancer reali is interesting. ha. but omg. after the tutorial, im starting to reali get worried for one of my aunts. like, her method of detox.. it's like useless. ya even tho surgery is reali scary, cut away the breasts.. but, i dun believe in the detox stuff. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed in the library to do hist. was so cold. cant believe i stayed for around 3hrs. feel guilty ba.. i dint do much. jeez. n for once, i feel tht jacintha is alrite. n she did most of the project. =X oh well, maybe she reali is some alright person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, im not alrite with the other two of the musketeers. siva was like shooting at jacintha after her presentation during GP. normally it'd be OUR job.. the shooting part. ha. but since siva did just that, we sat back n watched, n &lt;strong&gt;DID NOT&lt;/strong&gt; enjoy. -.- wat siva said made totally no sense. she lost. total airhead (i still get the impression tht airheads have looks. so wat shld she be then? hmm). lousy. im not pro-jacintha tho. and wow! sabrina FINALLY changed her shoes! but look carefully n wats tht on her feet??? WET SHOES (is it called that?). wat the??! she even got matching black socks to go with it. guess thers nth known as pretty in her dictionary huh? okae, im mean. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 more days(excluding language papers). die die die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 more mins. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites. sweet dreams to me. happy(?) birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115799002631836388?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115799002631836388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115799002631836388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115799002631836388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115799002631836388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/stupid-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115794867825252893</id><published>2006-09-11T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:24:38.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns. in m1-1 now. this place is like, SO packed. must be the lousy food in the canteen. nth to blog about. just wanted to say this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg. eugene lim is such a big gossip!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115794867825252893?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115794867825252893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115794867825252893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115794867825252893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115794867825252893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/yawns.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115790099095584520</id><published>2006-09-10T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:09:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tummy still hurts. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i was too bored so i started to google the names of everyone i knew. basically almost everyone was insignificant. but i found this sci thingie with Uncle inside. OMG so funny. hoho! i searched n searched but cant find anything abt other ppl still. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae. i've got nth better to do. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115790099095584520?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115790099095584520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115790099095584520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115790099095584520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115790099095584520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/tummy-still-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115789889158413580</id><published>2006-09-10T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:34:51.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ouch. my tummy hurts.&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe wats wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;head's spinning too. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115789889158413580?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115789889158413580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115789889158413580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115789889158413580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115789889158413580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115789416822674515</id><published>2006-09-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:28:01.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CTSS is so dumb can. S$80 for a stupid reunion dinner?!?? and since they said it'll be b4 the building is reduced to ground zero, i suppose they're having it in the sch itself. who'd be as dumb to pay $80 for lousy food with lousy ambience? okae, i presumed everything is lousy. ha. but seriously, dun think anyone wld be so dumb n free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to study at ten today. but we realised thers no place in national library. so i went back to sleep n  mer at parkway parade around one thirty instead. ate first n started at two plus. cldnt concentrate at all so unproductive. can someone knock my head against the wall please. i scrimped for gawd-knows-wat the whole day n in the end it all came to nought. after lisa went off, me n mayy walked around a lil. was going off already when mayy suggested going to Rusty. n what was supposed to be a curious n harmless lil look around resulted in money lost. ): but mayy's rite tho i've got no bags except for the black one i took from jamie. n the Rusty bag is nice la. haha. now can finally return the perllini to jamie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ahma's house cuz kallang airport is so near n i can hitch ride home from aunty alice. hoho. sent chuanen back to sch first. for the many months i've been in woodlands, it's the first time i went into the sports sch. hmm. look nice. came home after tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115789416822674515?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115789416822674515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115789416822674515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115789416822674515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115789416822674515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/ctss-is-so-dumb-can.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115782299021303300</id><published>2006-09-10T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:29:50.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so full! pigged the whole day. woke up to find NO food at home. so had to eat cup noodles. sads. but my maid started making sushis in the afternoon n i ate like two plates of those. rest for awhile n when everyone came, went for the steamboat. omg i think i sat ther for 2hrs plus larr. =X had fruits later on and.. yay time for my cake! told my dad i wanted the cheesecake with strawberry sth sth from bakerzin. but he totally ignored tht n asked aunty alice to buy instead. n since jamie had been craving for brownies since like last week, she chose tht.    -.- not tht its not nice. ha. but i wanted my cheesecake! anywayy, the brownie was cut up n served with a scoop of haagen dazs macademia nut ice cream. yummy! shall put up some pics when meimei sends them to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like asking y i dint invite my frens. well.. im unpopular wat im a social recluse. HAHA. hmm. wonder if tht day will reali come. bahh. i just found it a hassle to invite frens larr. like, relatives come its just another gathering n i dun hafta entertain. just sit ther n eat eat eat dun hafta care wat they think n all. if frens come, it'll be fun but surely very tiring de. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae im crapping again. too much food in the tummy isnt good for the brain. yawns. found myself thinking bout some things again. lalalaa. n nope, it's NOT about some ppl &lt;s&gt;less than 170cm&lt;/s&gt;. hmm not from ijc anywayy. haha. omg. wat if i get flamed again. =X sianz. gonna sleep soon. hafta wake up real earli to do the hist thingie for jacintha b4 going to study at 10. so earli. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna give my ang bao money to my mum. NO! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115782299021303300?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115782299021303300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115782299021303300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115782299021303300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115782299021303300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-full-pigged-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115779690554999893</id><published>2006-09-09T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T18:15:05.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha okae larr Oh Sze Loong. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i spelt ur name wrongly. happy!!! &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115779690554999893?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115779690554999893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115779690554999893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115779690554999893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115779690554999893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-okae-larr-oh-sze-loong.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115773104307194363</id><published>2006-09-08T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T18:13:44.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheryl goh, U R TOO OBVIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it stop it stop it u do not like ajushi! u dun click anywayy. so stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been such a good lil girl today. hee. woke up early in the morning to complete the econs remedial stuff n went back to sch find mrs lee. so guai rite! i had to go alone yet i dint skip it. hoho. but when i reached.. sabrina was ther too. -.- mrs lee so obviously finished going thru her stuff le la she still sit ther thruout the whole time i was ther. wth. like mrs lee would tell me extra things or wat. she was obviously trying to eavesdrop la cuz when mrs lee said she can go alr, she still sat ther. n when i could go, she packed up too. so scary larr i just rushed off. dun wanna walk with her. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. oh well, did nth. went town meet yiting n mayy. couldnt decide which bus to take n UNCLE dint ans his phone when i wanted to ask. bahh! haha. in the end reached glens late. had to wait till the dr was free b4 we could consult him. oh have i mentioned the other time that he looks like some old hongkong singer??? look nice! ha. n yay! he said the pamphlet we came up with was quite good. hoho. ok, actuali it was mayy who did the whole pamphlet. ha. asked a few more thingies, then went back to town with mayy. met up with one of her frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest is one tiring story.. cuz it was a tiring day. n we walked n walked n walked till our legs almost broke. ha. i noe.. it's my fault for wanting to go fareast when we were at cineleisure. mi an neh! *tht means sorry* but cant find any nice shoes at fareast n mayy suddenly reminded me i wanted charles n keith shoes. we passed that by on the way. -.- it completely slipped my mind! can onli get it on mon at the woodlands branch then. ): oh, &lt;s&gt;tseloong's&lt;/s&gt; szeloong's phone is SO fun to play with! can take 30 continuous shots. n can turn turn turn n turn. lol. but the phone itself is ugly. haha. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayy said it's retribution. tht no one's watching anything with me. i agree too. ha. but in the first place long ago, i dint say no wat. just dint haf time to make it for the movie. now he also cant make it le. ): dint intend to let mayy noe at first. ha. cuz the reaction that she had, i saw it coming. so paiseh! she just laughed n laughed at me. boohoo! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh HUANG YUXIAN is going on about some pukis thingie on msn. ha. so obscene la! go wash ur mouth with some detergent n deodrant can careful yyj xian qi u arh. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, im reali random in these few entries. dunnoe wat im talking abt too. nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115773104307194363?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115773104307194363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115773104307194363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115773104307194363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115773104307194363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/sheryl-goh-u-r-too-obvious-stop-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115753159182496298</id><published>2006-09-06T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T16:33:11.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"He wants to be the Singapore version of celebrity chef Jamie Oliver... he has always wanted to be a chef. When he was 6, he used to put his toys into the wok and pretend to cook."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;haha! saw tht in today's issue of The New Paper. omg. have never known this all the time i knew him. lol. make me walk all the way to 7eleven just to buy the paper n see his face plastered ther on page nine. stupid Arron.put toys into wok n cook.. thts so dumb! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i do realise tht i haven blogged for long. so this gonna be a long one. ha. yawns. was watching tv ydae when i came across this name.thers tis feeling tht fripped me all of a sudden. but, lalaa. tht person's just so impossible la. Sheryl and smarties just dun go well. n i only saw him a couple of times long ago. n.. well ya, he's damn smart. i mean, u dun just get into THAT faculty thru sheer hardwork. so yar.. continue dreaming sheryl goh. n on the other hand, thers tis other person who just effortlessly manages to make me go sad inside. dunno wats wrong with me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sch for chi today. felt giddy sitting in the lt. thot i was gonna faint or sth. the thingie was two hours la so long! after the whole lect yang lao shi was like reminding ours as well as some other classes to go for her remedial. crazy. after sitting thru 2 torturous hours of chi, who'd wanna go for more? obviously we went off. lunched at yoshinoya. YUCK. everything else cass dun mind eating is inedible. ha. so went to tht place. thot it'd be alrite but ohmygawsh. the food still suck. worse, i was denied of that piece of waffle fries cuz of my stupid throat. ): but still, must thank mayy n cass la.if not i'll eat my way to dumbness. n if i cant talk, i mite as well die. ha. came home after tht lo. dunnoe wat i've been doing since i reached home tho. did a lil pw here n some hist ther. feel so sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yay! had a nice long chat with junhan. haven done so for long. like, reeeeaaaaaaal long.. months i think. stupid girl dint go back to ctss tht day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did say tis'll be long but, reali sleepy. so, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115753159182496298?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115721169177231372</id><published>2006-09-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:41:33.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay my fever subsided! but the phlegm n all came. ): urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed home most of the day.. then went to town in the evening.. for some yoga thing. had to sign this form. if it involves only me i wldnt haf gone down today. still not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i reali need someone to care for me. like, ppl ask me to take care n rest well. but when im on my own, guess how dumb i can get. i actualli bought fried mars bar b4 remembering im in this state. its so sweet n heaty la ultra bad for my throat. then i had steak n prawns for dinner. pan fried. not very good either. n after dinner, went to gelare with jamie n uncle gan. how could i resist the ice cream? so i had one tiny scoop. lost my voice temporarily after that. so wat im trying to say is, im not good on my own. but clever sheryl had to turn away all the nice ppl tht came her way. how smart huh. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint feel good looking at a couple of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, i juz wanna say this to whoever it is meant for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns. goodnite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115721169177231372?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115721169177231372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115721169177231372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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in bp. think i caught a chill as a result. ): n, reached sch late. lalaa. had aces in e hall instead. after the whole thing, can reali see tht sheryl goh cant dance. -.- went to canteen for the party thingie. sabrina was like crying all of a sudden. it's like, wth la. ther was no siva no anyone around to provoke her.. dunnoe wats her problem. heard it was cuz of shiming. but shiming wasnt even ther la sabrina is MAD. tchers day celebration also dun let ms wong off. concert later. tho was not bad, ended reali late. luckily eugene tan lau lau n chiang were still around when i got back to ctss. had a long chat wif et. hee. n cant believe it.. we did not take any pics with him. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed mato's house. me char sits n xiano. hee. since shes so anti social n dun wanna go out, we went n find her. hee. had lotsa fun altho i reali cant remember wat we did. sheryl goh being such a glutton.. ate everything i could find. hee. yumyum! the bak kut teh i got after pestering mato was so spicy. ): the most most most hilarious thingie was mato's sis. lol! she was like hiding from us n yet kept trying to peep at us.. n then when she finally went out to the living room... she had this towel wrapped around her head. like some mummified dummy. think she has some self-esteem probem or sth n dun wan us to see her face. wat a weirdo. on hindsight, no one actuali remembered to take a pic of that! but tht'll always remain as the most classic scene i've ever come across. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns at char's house now. was supposed to study but ended up doing these stupid things. -.- no mood to study anywayy.. im unwell! char's sis is weird too. total opp of mato's sis. she's super egoistic. like she wrote in her blog abt someone saying char's pretty n her comment was like eeeeeeew the very thought of it made her puke ewewewewewewewewewe.. so funny larr!!! as in, char's so much prettier than her. i tagged her n she deleted it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/09/sneezes-tchers-day-celebrations-ydae.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115677424690505978</id><published>2006-08-28T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:10:47.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA! heard tht someone heard my class is siao chabor class. bahh! hmm lets see.. who's not siao in our class.. hmm.. practically no one. haha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss yeo junhan. xiano say she saw her the other day. *envious* hope she goes back on thur. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. ms wong said i was like qian mian nu lang when she saw the pics we gave mayy. so stupid larr. juz bcuz they used weird things like pretzels to rep me when i was absent, n eugene pushed my head so tht im faceless, and the stupid hairstyle i had during camp et cetra. haha. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheryl from siao chabor class says bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115677424690505978?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115677424690505978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115677424690505978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115677424690505978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115677424690505978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahaha-heard-tht-someone-heard-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115677042453821679</id><published>2006-08-28T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:07:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY-MAYY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;haha. cant wait for my birthday too. whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took early leave form today.. to do pw interview. at pizza hut. lol. wif lisa shiming n shihui. mayy dint join us cuz she went off for better food. *envious* haha. still had to go back for econs test however. sads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;channel 8 is so funny! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the interchange.. wat was my problem?!?? bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns. shall go bathe now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115677042453821679?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115677042453821679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115677042453821679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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started at around four plus.. wif lotsa snacking breaks in between.. in the end, only covered till somewher of perfect comp. die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg the star thingie on sun times says i shld fin up things on my to-do list quick. n im like still so... argh. i cant lose to those few ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n, i've decided to slim my big fat butt down. cant fit into tht pair of super nice shorts i bought in thailand without trying on first. how clever. so anywayy, hafta get rid of those fats. well, dun go saying im skinny n dun reali haf much fats. cuz, they're all concentrated at the butt. bahh. n sad to say.. i've grown fatter now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatty says goodnite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115669265331024595?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115669159174890434</id><published>2006-08-27T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:13:13.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see mayy, i updated. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115669159174890434?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115669159174890434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115669159174890434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115669159174890434'/><link 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wat. i was onli harping on the fact that she talked to me like i was a dog. thts all. dint say anything else. oh well, mummy mayy was harsh. but. y bother to be good to someone who treats u bad? lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cwp's banquet to eat. hmm.. not very nice. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sher dun like food court food. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sooooooo long, ch msged me suddenli like, last nite. juz some casual chat. but today.. lalaa. but like mayy says, some ppl juz dun get it. it's just impossible larr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! uncle's fren is SO funny.. promote his kinky-name party in such a kinky manner. dun wanna step into the "kinky world of adults". bahh. and yes, i shall continue calling uncle bcuz the name weiyan juz reminds me of tht bitch. S-O-R-R-Y! hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to a long long long lost fren... the peacock!!! hoho. it dyed its peacock feathers some human colour. awwwwww. wat a pity. dumb bird, shld cherish ur peacock feathers k!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe wat im crapping. lalaa. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115617376489397249?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115617376489397249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115617376489397249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115617376489397249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115617376489397249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/08/woke-up-super-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115601275311992731</id><published>2006-08-20T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:39:13.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yarr. while having dinner.. started talking bout ctss. n omg. NG HANMING THE VP?!?? how can.. haiyerr.. so weird! n tht mt hod took his place as dm.. again, HOW CAN?! he's so weak larr compared to Ng. and. heard ms lau is ill.. haiii. shes such a nice person. hope she can get well. i still cant et over the fact tht ng hanming is VP of clementi town now. my gawsh. is the source reliable???!? this is sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/IMG_3087.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/IMG_3087.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char n me. i love this pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/IMG_3089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/IMG_3089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeping dint smile n shiya was unhappy. so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/IMG_3091.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/IMG_3091.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took another one. nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/IMG_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/IMG_3092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeping's bro. so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/IMG_3083.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/IMG_3083.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. all frens! hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/IMG_3086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/IMG_3086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;daidee&lt;/s&gt; study gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/IMG_3084.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/IMG_3084.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCP without mato. getting used to it lerr. lalaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115601275311992731?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115601275311992731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115601275311992731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115601275311992731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115601275311992731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-yarr.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115600836842095931</id><published>2006-08-20T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T01:26:08.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so exhausted! went out wif 38s to celebrate jasmine's birthday. Got her a big big big balloon on the way. name is jojo. haha! so cute rite. went to kbox.dint sing much cuz i was shy. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off to nanyang girls' after tht. ctss alumni band concert! if i ever get to an unfamiliar place without wasting time on getting lost, im not Sheryl Goh. ha. pathetic larr. char say alight when i see hwa chong. so i did. i alighted immediately when i first saw uncle's sch. and guess wat??? i had to walk pass three overhead bridges b4 getting ther. -.- got down too earli le. dumb! so i walked all the way to nanyang girls' in my wedges. can die larr. in the end, looked so unglam cuz i was perspiring. ): but i wasnt the dumbest anywayy. haha. cuz xian n yyj got down at scgs. almost laughed my head off. ha! ha! hmm the concert was okae larr. the alumni one is definitely better than ctss de lo. felt so funny when the kids came out to play. they all looked so short larr! oh well.. i noe i'd look shorter if i stood nxt to them. BUT reali very wat larr them. i only can arrive at such a conclusion.. that the present ctss band members are all SO pong pong except cheeping's bro. ha. cam whored after the thing ended. char doesnt wanna come online. cant post any pics. ): and realised this.. cheeping is actuali cute! from far when the pimples aren't visible anywayy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner at bkt timah hawker. ther were NO open halal food stores. n poor sits had to survive on dessert. &gt;_&lt; showed xian the magnum phone strap i haf. n yyj said..&lt;br /&gt; "they first stunt drop, second stunt drop even more" &lt;br /&gt;awww. sad huh. but its good! ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 11plus. shag arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reali got to start working on my stuff tml. heres the list..&lt;br /&gt;1. EoM due mon.&lt;br /&gt;2. methodology 2nd draft.&lt;br /&gt;3. math assignment as well as tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;4. consolidate survey results.&lt;br /&gt;5. read thru hist notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot more larr cant remember now. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brain cant fxn well enough to blog anymore. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115600836842095931?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115600836842095931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115600836842095931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115600836842095931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115600836842095931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-exhausted-went-out-wif-38s-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115592067710887774</id><published>2006-08-19T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:04:37.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns. after econs make-up today, went to canteen look for mayy. omg. they're talking to yuckygummy who's crying and the fucking dog who's constantly smirking. dint hear everyting they say cuz i had to do hist. sianz. but the dog arh. reali felt like slapping her. altho i dun like yuckygummy, still felt pretty sorry for her. y would she want back the superficial frenship wif the dog when the dog doesn't wanna be her fren anymore? she's like degrading herself. quite poor thing actuali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. thers sth i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;I COMPLETED MY ECONS ASSIGNMENT!! so happy. it's the first time larr.hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm im sure of my feelings now le. n altho i thot he's cute, thers no way we're going anywher. heyy. sorry.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams*! since channel u is showing my lovely samsoon from now, im here raving about Hyeon Bin again. omg. so cute larr! daniel henney aint anywher as cute. lalaa. hyeon bin rawks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm the feeling just keep coming back. from the past. lalaa. wat is my problem. so sleepy. shall go sleep. b4 tht.. a class photo of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/class%20photo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/class%20photo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115592067710887774?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115592067710887774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115592067710887774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115592067710887774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115592067710887774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/08/yawns.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115582993709687506</id><published>2006-08-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T20:46:34.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made things clear lerr.. feel a lil better. but still, feel bad arh. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. was grumpy n hot tempered the whole day. weird. aywayy, been wanting to blog this since ydae. hist rep ME dint hafta buy hist notes for the whole class cuz thers a dog who willingly went to do so suddenly. good dog! but since i dint pay class fund, this dog dint gif me any notes. big deal. it's just a few cents. but still, bad dog!!! reali wanted to dig ur eyes out u noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.. damn it..&lt;br /&gt;Qn: Whats the difference between a normal person and an abnormal one?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: A normal person who's late a few mins for sch slightly less than everyday will haf a fair conduct. However, an abnormal one who's late at least 15mins for almost EVERY LECT N TUTORIAL will get a fucking VERY GOOD conduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not harping on the fact tht i got fair, cuz thers lotsa other things n i deserved it. but the very good conduct she got?!?? so what if she has very low self esteem n is damn sensitive? so what if she's just plain dumb n cant make out when she's supposed to go to class? so what if shes 'autistic' as the chers claim she is and has difficulty understanding? if she has the ability to make it to a mainstream jc, shldn't she haf the ability to THINK?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yarr, obviously it's not only bcuz of this tht im pissed. im just damn irritated by the fact tht she keeps asking about my marks larr. the other day the differentiation test.. she already saw my marks le lor. n she still has to come running up to me and ask how much i got. mrs lee was talking to me just now n suddenly she just shoved her head in between us and asked me my econs mark. my gawsh, does she even haf any sense? aint it basic courtesy to wait aside till i fin getting lectured by mrs lee? and.. i heard she was smiling to herself when she saw my differentiation marks lorr. omg Sheryl Goh.. a fucking dumb person is using u to make herself feel better. dun u feel ashamed?? i hafta admit.. i do. so thanks to her, i've finally woken up. bahh. not gonna gif u another chance to gloat over my lousy marks. u think its so good to compare wif someone who doesnt study? omg. everyone can see how much u studied n how much u always write. but y do u always get marks around my range? dumbo. bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. during break today, this stupd gummy came to our table n talked to mayy. the moment she sat down.. omg! was halfway thru my yummy food but she had to come n spoil my appetite. n please larr, u dun haf the face to whine dun keep whining can?!?? freak everyone out. and when u said "ok, lets just forget everything tht happened last time and blablabla".. reali shows u haf no brains at all lo [at least i still haf jelly/ peanut brains].&lt;br /&gt;like, wat happened?? nth's happened in our clique wat. oh well, actualli ther is.. some dumb moo. but anywayy, it't only u gummy.. n tht dog. it's your problem n watever tht has happened is between u two. dun go whining crying sending long long msgs to the tchers complaining we're ignoring u blablabla can? since when in the entire time we came into 0632A tht we've reali talked to u? since we've nvr ever talked to u b4, how can u say were ignoring u? n tht bloody dog too. come sticking to everyone in this side of the class. damn. cant stand ur touchiness. keep ur hands off ppls' shoulders can? not tht the dog's been trying to shove her butt in my face. bad blood since dunnoe when. but i juz cant stand it when u go around acting like everyone's ur best fren when ppl actuali hates u. bahh. *alrite i noe.. ppl hates me too. but it's not plain obvious like this case.. so its natural i wunt noe who rite. lalaa.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe it's not nice of me to blog bout the three musketeers of 0632A. very unsightly.. like, airing our contaminated n awfully dirty linen in the open. *oh well.. i forgot the exact phrase! =x* but when a series of matters wif them taking centre stage all at a go, it's enough to drive u mad. especially when im having bloody mood swings for some unknown reason. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth else to blog today. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115582993709687506?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115582993709687506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115582993709687506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115582993709687506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115582993709687506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-made-things-clear-lerr.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115556135905614598</id><published>2006-08-14T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T21:56:34.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i no longer look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'it' here refers to lots of things. things i once loved. maybe this feeling is momentary n will juz pass. i dunnoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel reali fucked up today. not the ppl around me. i just feel so. nth's been right since tht dream. *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least sth nice happened today. onli i'll noe wat. let me keep it wif me. no one else shall noe. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. my co-owner abandoned me!! *fuming*. he hates me!! shall continue lisa's series of hate mail to u. humph! mayy's still the best. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE LIM JINGYI SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. mayy reali noe me well huh. think its the stars. she's virgo too. i dun reali believe in this tho. but omg.. her thinking.. sometimes reali similar.. on tht matter too. n wat eugene said, i agree. its freaking me out sometimes. n please dun tag, eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mummy mayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. saw po po's bloggie. awww the sentosa outing sound sooooooooooo fun.. if onli i could get back earlier on tht day.. then i 'd haf been able to go too! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not being dao-ed at anymore. hoho. yay! it means sth to me. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. took 900A to sch as usual.. on the way.. saw this accident.. the person was alr covered.. but.. could still see the limbs.. n these patches on them.. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid lisa. dint come today! lucky ther's still cassandra. haha. hmm.. during hist.. dumb gami was sitting down at our table lerr. then evil me said "dun sit here". jeez. a lil too straightforward huh? cant help it. natural reflex. lalaa. who can stand being at the same table as her for one whole hr listening to her low-pitched-no-variation-in-tone voice n smelling her n the dumb stinko Today newspaper. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharifah took earli leave today. *Envious* i also want! the 'mum' was actuali cass. haha! so funny larr when she answered the phone. shall do it some other time. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. gp aq timed assignment was hard. had no time at all cuz i had to think n think n think of egs of hate n hate-crime in this society. pardon me if i say i live a sheltered life n noes lil hatred.&lt;br /&gt;haii. so in the end, when i finally wrote sth, found myself out of pt. n out of time. argh. so mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late for sch today. *qinwen.. im no late queen k.. tht title belongs to her holy highness SITI AMANLINA BTE AMAN. her latest record is 7hrs!!!* ng soo kok was like lokking at me larr. not good to haf him as co-ct. but on 2nd thots.. it's gd. cuz he lets ppl off 3s easily. hee. anywayy.. wat i wanted to say was.. y r all the DMs called mr ng??? *is he a DM in the 1st place? i dunnoe.*&lt;br /&gt;n y r they all semi bald??? hoho! but tis mr ng is thousand times better than ng han ming. lalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm waiting for xiano to come. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115556135905614598?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115556135905614598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115556135905614598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115556135905614598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115556135905614598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-no-longer-look-forward-to-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24288984.post-115548512537377501</id><published>2006-08-13T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:05:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Taken last sat.. had ccp outing minus mato. aww..&lt;br /&gt;stole everything from char's bloggie. dear char, can send me the others?? hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/IMG_3036.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/IMG_3036.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so spastic!! takes me back to sec sch times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/DSC00411.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/DSC00411.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee i love char!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/DSC00396.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/DSC00396.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool ma??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/DSC00393.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/DSC00393.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiano n char.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/DSC00414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/DSC00414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/1600/05-08-06_1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2407/390/200/05-08-06_1841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done by char using leftover choco. n me! hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24288984-115548512537377501?l=shershershershersher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/feeds/115548512537377501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24288984&amp;postID=115548512537377501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115548512537377501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24288984/posts/default/115548512537377501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shershershershersher.blogspot.com/2006/08/taken-last-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>ah sher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694815671908907650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
