<?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-35039434</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:37:09.804+08:00</updated><category term='i&apos;ll leave it to you now. so it&apos;s up to you.'/><category term='we&apos;re stuck wit each other.'/><category term='i think i&apos;m taking too much notice of you :('/><category term='i wish it was me.'/><category term='happypill. just need it.'/><category term='mess-ed up.'/><category term='it&apos;s just close to being impossible.'/><category term='i just love you this much.'/><category term='how i miss th old tyms.'/><category term='an assurance is all i need from you.'/><category term='television- comedy.'/><category term='when will perspective start to change.'/><category term='soaking into th atmosphere (:'/><category term='S.U.C.K.S'/><category term='I LYK (:'/><category term='point form.'/><category term='your day is nearing; i can&apos;t wait to be th last to wish you. since i&apos;m alrdy th first (:'/><category term='i still want to talk to you.'/><category term='i&apos;m leaving it all up to you.'/><category term='this suck.'/><category term='Q907.'/><category term='let this all be a dream'/><category term='save me from this mess i&apos;ve gotten into.'/><category term='i think i&apos;m thinking abt you.'/><category term='i miss who i was before.'/><category term='mayb you were just a pleasure for th eye.'/><category term='thanks alot for today.'/><category term='i feel the freedom in the air.'/><category term='recieving it is enough; thr&apos;s nth more i could ask for.'/><category term='that&apos;s all i expect.'/><category term='when it came all arnd'/><category term='busy schedule ; GOD GIVE ME STRENGTH'/><category term='is above any worldly words. i believe it&apos;s going to come to past.'/><category term='finally.'/><category term='friendship? this is what i really mean.'/><category term='awesome awesome.'/><category term='i think i was stupid to ask abt tht.'/><category term='much appreciated.'/><category term='i actually miss you.'/><category term='relationship? it&apos;s just too tough. i&apos;m not into commitment.'/><category term='mayb it&apos;s really tym.'/><category term='maybe i&apos;m really missing you. this badly.'/><category term='i need a assurance.'/><category term='how can i miss'/><category term='happening-s.'/><category term='salvo whoosh.'/><category term='kids are my sunshine (:'/><category term='i miss you.'/><category term='life as a puppet; it&apos;s better not to recognize.'/><category term='mayb i&apos;m just expecting too much.'/><category term='i was confused.'/><category term='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOY (:'/><category term='season of giving (:'/><category term='ohwells.'/><category term='letter.'/><category term='i feel myself missing YOU instead of YOU; and tht shldn&apos;t be th case. ):'/><category term='random-ness.'/><category term='delays.'/><category term='idk why i miss-ed it so much .'/><category term='give in or not to give in ?'/><category term='i think his just not apologetic.'/><category term='wondering. just wondering.'/><category term='i&apos;m loving it (:'/><category term='oh wells.'/><category term='it was all meant to be; but when?'/><category term='thank you eugene ; th surprise reali made my day (:'/><category term='how long is th timeline for forever?'/><category term='sometyms i just love that smile of yours.'/><category term='somethngs are meant to be changed.'/><category term='i miss TINA :('/><category term='i wonder if you meant what you said.'/><category term='footsteps in th sand.'/><category term='your childish-ness: make me smile / small giggles surfaces :D'/><category term='jiayou'/><category term='&quot;what happened to th love tht was almost thr &quot;'/><category term='IJ LOVE ONCE AGAIN'/><category term='let me be your pillar of support alright ?'/><category term='this chance&apos;s a grab.'/><category term='i&apos;ve th rights to be happy and proud of th results tht i&apos;ve put in so much effort in (:'/><category term='spells th word fun.'/><category term='all in th word of fun.'/><category term='i&apos;m elated tht i&apos;ll get to see you soon; IMY .'/><category term='silent whispers.'/><category term='love this mundane life.'/><category term='someone special.'/><category term='it really meant a whole lot to me.'/><category term='nothing feels as right as this.'/><category term='but there&apos;s just nothing i can do.'/><category term='i&apos;m afraid i&apos;ll start liking you.'/><category term='I LOVE MOH (:'/><category term='I LOVE STITCH :D'/><category term='each passing day; you became a neccesity.'/><category term='&quot;trust me when i say'/><category term='Happy sweet 16th (:'/><category term='i can just wait for now.'/><category term='i love the smell of your perfume.'/><category term='idk you well.'/><category term='financial crisis.'/><category term='okay.sher answered.'/><category term='thank you.'/><category term='things could have turn-ed out better.'/><category term='i&apos;m stuck. again.'/><category term='it&apos;s MEL B&apos;DAY TODAY :DDDDDDD'/><category term='i&apos;m learning how to let go'/><category term='great company :DDDDD'/><category term='unique-ly special.'/><category term='i want to see you now.'/><category term='i want to look straight into your eyes.'/><category term='cherishing.'/><category term='thr&apos;s more i wanted to say.'/><category term='overdue-ed.'/><category term='when i said you&apos;re special; i meant it.'/><category term='ohwells; a habit word.'/><category term='if it&apos;s just me tht thngs turn-ed out this way.'/><category term='i think i&apos;m cheese-allergic :('/><category term='anything in exchange for just a hug.'/><category term='An assurance from God'/><category term='one; or none'/><category term='i just want you to treat me lyk th rest.'/><category term='now everything&apos;s back to normal (:'/><category term='thr&apos;s nth more i&apos;m asking'/><category term='was just wondering'/><category term='i&apos;m not paranoid. just afraid.'/><category term='stop decieving. this have to stop .'/><category term='i&apos;m grateful (:'/><category term='what i feel is what i hear.'/><category term='untame-d.'/><category term='no labels today.'/><category term='tht i&apos;ll be okay&quot;'/><category term='totally decieved.'/><category term='something tht i nvr had.'/><category term='wake-up call.'/><category term='lights; tht shine ever so brightly.'/><category term='your smile; mesmerizing (:'/><category term='i cannot make it known how much you mean to me.'/><category term='hp camera qualitty suck'/><category term='baby'/><category term='crap'/><category term='both eric and edmund.'/><category term='no labels.'/><category term='it was more than i could ask.'/><category term='nothing.'/><category term='fun happening-s.'/><category term='it&apos;ll be soon my dear; patience'/><category term='and let you in.'/><category term='trauma-tic.'/><category term='i never knew i wanted it so much.'/><category term='1 more week.'/><category term='when everything start to fall into place.'/><category term='i just want to be your happy girl.'/><category term='photography craze.'/><category term='i think i&apos;m cconfirming what i feel.'/><category term='an attraction. i just can&apos;t take me eyes off you.'/><category term='enlighten-ed.'/><category term='this is terrible.'/><category term='thank God (:'/><category term='now it&apos;s just you and me.'/><category term='wooohooooo (:'/><category term='cake and cadles.'/><category term='tym to re-whine th clock .'/><category term='i watch-ed a show tht depict my feelings. WOAH.'/><category term='i doubt these feelings wld be fading tht soon. your smile; it made my day (:'/><category term='i think i&apos;m missing you.'/><category term='actually'/><category term='i can&apos;t help but smile when i look at those photos (:'/><category term='I LOVE MY ABBA FATHER :D'/><category term='i miss talking to you.'/><category term='surprises.'/><category term='hope that things can just change for th better.'/><category term='i lyk it this way.'/><category term='how can i miss something that i never once had in poccession before?'/><category term='no more procrastinating PLEASE.'/><category term='it was just too perfect to be real.'/><category term='stitchy (:'/><category term='give me more tym will you &quot;?'/><category term='you mean more to me than you really know.'/><category term='i don&apos;t dare to admit'/><category term='i hope things will just stay th same.'/><category term='serving is a form of giving (:'/><category term='stupid love letter.'/><category term='waiting for th quesiton to pop-up un-knowing-ly.'/><category term='words that were found alongside th road.'/><category term='i think i shld be th one taking th initiative.'/><category term='man'/><category term='prays.'/><category term='i lyk lying on your shoulders.'/><category term='ironic; it was obvious what you meant. but i took it tht i wasn&apos;t thr.'/><category term='feelinds of inferior-ity.'/><category term='YOU CAN (:'/><category term='i&apos;m still waiting for tht time.'/><category term='somethings are best left unsaid.'/><category term='&quot;and now'/><category term='i was waiting for your reply.'/><category term='appearing as a whole; but broken inside.'/><category term='you&apos;re more than enough for me.'/><category term='and i miss you already.'/><category term='hello sher. i&apos;m knocking.'/><category term='SOT GRADUATION'/><category term='neither here nor there.'/><category term='ytd was a silence.'/><category term='i&apos;m left alone. here at th balcony.&quot;'/><category term='i&apos;m lyk livinig in my 20% now :('/><category term='it&apos;s tym to set apart tym for me to think abt th life i&apos;m in now.'/><category term='lil actions tht you do; nvr fails to make me smile as if i&apos;m on top of th world (:'/><category term='be strong my dear'/><category term='credits of pic - deviantart.com'/><category term='i think i&apos;m just complicated.'/><title type='text'>SHER ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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>353</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35039434.post-8857027127652290155</id><published>2011-03-25T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T23:55:41.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So much happened lately; th happy and th depressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;got myself tipsy a couple of times, but i'm glad th girls were there to take care of me. truth to be told, i really have no idea why every single time i get a little too tipsy i'll just break down. i'll just cry abt every single damn thing. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;salvo have been a big part of my schedule recently, wit performance trainings and competition training for th entire week last week. execution on dreams 3 was awesome, or so they say. we got thru th finals, and somehow was really shocked we came in 2nd for th tertiary category. so now, we really need to work hard to come out wit a new score for th finals in june.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt salvo, th senior have graduated and i'm sure i'm going to miss them. i foresee a teary sight on day 2 of chalet, but tht isn't tears of sadness, but of joy i guess. it's not that i'm happy th seniors are graduating and leaving us, it's just that tears of joy for th friendship we have forged and how we see each other through th 酸甜苦辣.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is a super slack and homey one for me, i stayed home practically everyday. hibernating most of th time. night out tmr wit some people, and i seriously can't wait. bye for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8857027127652290155?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8857027127652290155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8857027127652290155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8857027127652290155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8857027127652290155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-much-happened-lately-th-happy-and-th.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8094038840904309731</id><published>2010-12-18T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T01:09:43.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tonight supposed to be one of those nights that i allow myself to let my hair loose and just enjoy myself, but that did not happened. I shouldn't have started th topic of my dad wit J before meeting the rest of th girls for timbre. It dampens th whole spirit of my own, and all i felt like doing was blending into the picture and left unknown. Feels like crap;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry girls, for not being a sport. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8094038840904309731?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8094038840904309731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8094038840904309731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8094038840904309731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8094038840904309731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/12/tonight-supposed-to-be-one-of-those.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8067275164601427761</id><published>2010-11-23T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:25:24.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are so afraid to look into each other's eyes and say " I am unhappy, I am broken, I am hopeless and fallable" We have been accustomed to associate pain with weakness, sadness with coldness, loneliness with unworthiness, difference with diseases, as if these feelings are contagious, as if ambivalence is something not to be felt be feared.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was hopping from different blog-sites, and came across something that caught my attention. It was these chunk of words but, i just read on and that whole paragraph sets me thinking, quite abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human as such, I am one of them. Often i find myself wallowed in my own thoughts but never did I once ever shared something with anyone - not totally. Th mask that i put on every other day, seems as much as the necessity to put on clothes every other day. Without this mask, i would feel insecure , naked and maybe a little out of place. It is this mask that i put myself in everyday, and it is this mask that people see me on th outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To many, i might seem like a person full joy - a total extrovent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a box, there's more than 4 sides of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8067275164601427761?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8067275164601427761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8067275164601427761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8067275164601427761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8067275164601427761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/11/humans-are-so-afraid-to-look-into-each.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4970771965399991234</id><published>2010-11-19T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T22:49:41.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="'http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action="view&amp;amp;current="tumblr_lc29f3J2KU1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg'" target="'_blank'"&gt;&lt;img src="'http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_lc29f3J2KU1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg'" border="'0'" alt="'Photobucket'" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i like photos with balloons in them, it makes me happy; as much as i don't like balloons bursting in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school on thursday for lab, and all i do in class was play around wit photoshop and it's features. it was an outdoor lab session where students were asked to go out of the classroom and take photos for 2hours ; all i was left alone in th lab for abt one and half hour after th lecturer explains to me th basic functions of photohshop. boy, i was really bored. after completing, i spent my time watching harry potter on my phone - luckily i loaded onto my phone th previous night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention tht brother just came back from bkk and he bought alot of stitch stuff for me, but someone it's of no use for me, except those iPhone casings, so cutee! :&gt; i changed th hello kitty one off at tht instant. mummy drove to airport th night that brother arrived, and she was practically driving at 70km/h at th maximum, lucky i survived th trip - mummy haven't drove for ages! and i waited for bro and his friends and mummy in th car at th parking lot for so long, cos i didn't want to move around in crutches. thankfully ZY was entertaining me all long, okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week to 26/11! i simply can't wait for physio session, can't wait for th knee to bend so badly! but, i think it's not healed yet. have been trying not to wear th brace at home, cos it gets really irritating sometimes. just now when mummy accidentally tickled th sole of my left feet, i jerk and man it hurt a hell load i almost teared! so for th nxt few days, i'm going to be a good girl and have th brace on all th time except bath time. i want it to heal so badly!!! I MISS WALKING!! :&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4970771965399991234?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4970771965399991234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4970771965399991234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4970771965399991234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4970771965399991234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-like-photos-with-balloons-in-them-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-7105712643190927830</id><published>2010-11-12T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T21:28:00.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_lbm67vJL2S1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_lbm67vJL2S1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dislocated a knee joint; knee brace-d and on crutches. thru this, i've seen through alot and felt sad in alot of areas. while typing this, i can feel tears forming. i miss my friend, alot. it's nth like before anymore, it feels as if history is repeating itself though, he claims nth is werid now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, i really feel lost. somehow. i needed you to be thr, but. i feel as if we were strangers. to be honest, there was nothing more than friends i was thinking. this whole thing is scarying me so badly, i can cry myself to slp every night. i turn to no one else now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-7105712643190927830?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/7105712643190927830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=7105712643190927830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7105712643190927830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7105712643190927830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/11/dislocated-knee-joint-knee-brace-d-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-7998354567137778341</id><published>2010-11-02T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T22:15:33.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_laadokFqXc1qdl0rgo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_laadokFqXc1qdl0rgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;have been writing alot lately, but not on space but on literal book. kept aside a book on th desk, to pen down thoughts of which i thought it's worth remembering, or shld say - at least i've got a personal area to vent out to when i feel like. a book to write in, to me is so much easier than to share wit someone. cos on th other hand, he or she might be a good friend, but not someone that might have to th ultimate patience to hear all of my rants, or could totally take what i'm thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;life have been alright in school, at home and what not. i think i'm paying more attention in school this sem thus far, as compared to what i did last sem. though particular modules are just too boring for me to absorb when th lecture speaks in a very weird tone. th word "okay" sounds like "ogheeeyy". and it's suppose to be a technical subject, and she, makes it sounds like an english lesson. tell me about it; it just gets so annoying at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;going to sentosa this coming friday wit salvopeeps, and i'm so looking forward to it! i want to get sunburnt, SO BADLY! can't wait can't wait can't wait! :&gt; oh and i just downloaded ; i love you, philip morris into my phone, so tht i can watch it during long journey! YESYESYES! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-7998354567137778341?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/7998354567137778341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=7998354567137778341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7998354567137778341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7998354567137778341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-been-writing-alot-lately-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2657095045625588</id><published>2010-10-07T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T14:14:44.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalk, Wax and Paper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l9p53r5iiL1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l9p53r5iiL1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over at jiahuan's hse now, camping in front of th laptop watching 90210 season 2 while th both is sleeping like a log. i'm so sleepy now, but somehow i can't fall aslp. i slept at 1am ytd and woke up at 4am, and couldn't get back to sleep after tht! work over at tanjong pagar cc today, registration was crazy cos thr were so many people yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, life's been okayy recently. i think i shld go back to reading and mayb some writing too. lots have been going through my mind recently, and i've kept it tht way cos i always forget to bring my notebook out wit me every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thr was this time when on th way home from work and i somehow decided to take th longer route home from workplace, and i suddenly thought of daddy. i cried like a baby on th bus, and i felt as if people were giving me th weird stares, but i didn't really care then. i went home flipped through photo albums of when i was young and started tearing again. lucky enough, thr weren't anyone at home. i sat thr on th cold marble floor tearing so much till i got tired. i felt lost, th memories of daddy is still so vague in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read through th eulogy LKY wrote for his wife, kindered alot of different emotions. i can totally feel his heart you know. i think i shld start writing letters to daddy - i should go get a box, and write letters and keep it inside th box. i knw daddy can read it, and he's always here wit me, just tht idk only. i should right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2657095045625588?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2657095045625588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2657095045625588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2657095045625588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2657095045625588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/10/chalk-wax-and-paper.html' title='Chalk, Wax and Paper.'/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6893008513404272609</id><published>2010-09-05T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:49:34.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG-LOST.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l827krrT7I1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l827krrT7I1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abandon-ed this space for a very long time, and i think it's time for me to update. i think i've been writing too much in th organizer book i carry around with me all th time, tht sometimes i feel as if my thoughts are over-powering what i really feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been meeting up wit good old friends recently to study and to do some catching up. exams are tomorrow and i'm not totally prepared for it. i haven't fully covered every single thing tht i shld knw, and i'm only counting on luck tht i'm able to scrape through th paper! ohmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recent happenings includes salvo chalet, orchard hotel complimentary stay, stayover at LJ's hse at th very last minute, outing wit th salvo girls, it fair wit moh, short meet up wit SG wit macaroons and milktea! can't believe i haven't seen him in say 2 years, though we have been keeping in contact and what not. him updating me of his life, and me updating him and all. it's really kinda fascinating how alike we are in some ways! really heart warming to knw someone who knws and understands what and how you feel! seriously! hao peng you yo! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and thru th week tht i've been back to sch, i bumped into W twice. th first was still okay, lyk i didn't really feel a thing. but th second time was a hit. my heart beat so fast, tht i thought it'll dropped out you knw. i didn't knw why. i was terrified, i was dumbfolded, i really wanted to scream and cry. le sighs, things shld have changed. so many months have passed! le sighs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6893008513404272609?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6893008513404272609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6893008513404272609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6893008513404272609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6893008513404272609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/09/long-lost.html' title='LONG-LOST.'/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5999725448361480062</id><published>2010-08-09T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:11:25.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GETAWAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l4i85xowYJ1qamb1qo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l4i85xowYJ1qamb1qo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blogging from korea naoooo -  slacking around in dorm cos all of us is tired from shopping after a straight 7hours flight overnight. didn't get alot of sleep cos the plane wasn't that comfortable afterall, considering th fact tht some baby was crying or shld say wailing at th top of th her voice. ohmyyyy, but then i can't deny th fact tht th air-stewardess on th flight are really pretty! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i've spent on cosmetic clothes and a pair of shoe of which all are bought at a relatively cheap price. seriously. bought a mascara, a eye liner and eye make-up remover at only 19000won, which is just abt 20++SGD! so happy wit all th gettings! :&gt; we'll be heading out for dinner and more shopping soon! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, and thr's dunkin doughnuts located just at th first level of th building tht i'm staying in right now! but, tht's not sth surprising here la, thr's lyk cafes everywhr! even the breadtalk here got sit in cafeteria you knw. HAHAH! okayy, i'm going to get change naooooooooo :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5999725448361480062?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5999725448361480062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5999725448361480062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5999725448361480062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5999725448361480062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/08/getaway.html' title='GETAWAY.'/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5279880414831049248</id><published>2010-07-26T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T10:42:15.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hypothesis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l1quefHdgC1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l1quefHdgC1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's th 13th day, tomorrow marks 2 weeks. and 2weeks later, it'll be a mth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are pretty much th same for th past 2weeks. just that hp seems a lil quieter than usual, cos i'm kinda lazy to reply txt. and somehow or rather, i would really prefer myself to alone ; away from th crowd or shld say away from ppl. mayb it's lyk what Q say " you're tired. tired from showing ppl how happy you are, when in fact you are not. you just want to be away, and be yourself." ohwells, things will change for th better i hope. i don't want to stay in th cacoon i am in for too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"it doesn't matter. It's ancient history. But I was awake last night too. I have the same kind of feeling; something's changing. It's funny how things seem different, suddenly. This morning, i found myself staring at the light coming on the kitchen window - it made a long rectangle on the floor, and the shadows of new leaves were moving in it, making all their patterns. Such simple thing, but it was beautiful."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks later, i'll be flying off to korea wit mp alrdy!  can't wait, can't wait, can't wait. finally, a break from everything to a foreign land, whereby i can totally be myself! :&gt; but i want to get a few things before i fly! i want to get tht blue bagpack, a new note book, tht grey-ish jacket thngy, those 3 novels i browsed thru while waiting for mp th other day! ohmy, why payday seems so far away when it's only 4days away! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i painted my nails blue for this week! (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5279880414831049248?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5279880414831049248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5279880414831049248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5279880414831049248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5279880414831049248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/07/hypothesis.html' title='hypothesis.'/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8330131350300133608</id><published>2010-07-17T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T02:05:07.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fourth day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2jnr71WZ71qza6kro1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l2jnr71WZ71qza6kro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's th fourth day tht th truth came upon light, and i'm still feeling a little empty. thr were moments i wanted to contact you so badly, but i just had to control myself and repeatedly tell myself tht what was before has officially ended. " no, i didn't. i treated you as a friend." this sentence haunts me so much, that it's even worse than a drug addict in rehabilitation. it has been ringing in my ears for th past 4days, tht sometyms th tears are uncontrollable, till crying to bed will soon become a habit forged. and for now, i'm trying to play pretend at my very best. what ppl see, will be a girl tht laughs alot, talks alot and is happy with th life she is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"she felt her own isolation acutely, the figures in the bar joined by a common purpose, the people moving arnd her on the sidewalk drawn along the lines of their lives to places she could not even imagine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just today, while on the way to th zoo for c's outing wit th rest; th bus drove past th crematory place. thr was a sudden gush of emotions - so strong, i couldn't hold back my tears. flash images of what happened back then in december, makes me feel really sad. just few more mths, and it'll be daddy's death anniversary. i haven't totally accepted th fact that he's alrdy left us, and what we had of him were just memories of th past. i really want to ask daddy, how is he right now; i miss him. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such issues, brings me back to th word life - what is it, &amp;amp; why am i living and experiencing all these that i'm going thru now? lyk what F said, thr's earth thr's human. if earth did not exist, what are we? during th dinosaur's era, we were borned yet, but what were we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to run to a faraway place, so badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8330131350300133608?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8330131350300133608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8330131350300133608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8330131350300133608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8330131350300133608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/07/fourth-day.html' title='fourth day.'/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6228774721758490010</id><published>2010-06-27T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T23:43:19.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i can still wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ij_love7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ij_love7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss those girls, lyk i haven't seen them in ages! :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, so life's pretty much th same recently except for th face tht these few days have been lyk a love-hate relationship kinda thngy between you and me. must really apologized for being a bitch though, saying th wrong things at th wrong tym, and saying things that i know i'll never mean it. i'm really sorry :&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1 week has passed ever since sch has started, and it has all been well. handed in assignments on time and whatsoever; public speaking speech was okayy, but i nearly teared in th midst of it. guess, i haven't really gotten over what has happened last december. ohwells,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ohohoh, and recently idk why but i just don't lyk to be in crowded areas. i will feel unwell wit too many people around, and th voices around me will tend to muffle with th overlapping of different voices. what i feel is lyk as if in those movies, whereby everything around you pauses and you just need time to yourself kinda thing. it is only recently tht i felt this way, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6228774721758490010?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6228774721758490010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6228774721758490010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6228774721758490010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6228774721758490010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-think-i-can-still-wait.html' title='i think i can still wait'/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4426817243460825975</id><published>2010-06-13T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T01:07:16.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kzfdavKDB71qzib6oo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_kzfdavKDB71qzib6oo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but, i'm really tired. and i'm sick of being tired alrdy. i think thr's something seriously wrong wit me. it's either i'm really changing dratically or things arnd me are changing and i can't keep up wit tym. i can't exactly say i'm numbed by th pain, th heartaches and whatsoever. cos every now and then, i feel th hole in chest churning so bad, tht sometyms i literally scream th pain off in my pillow then drift off to slp. thts why, somehow i'm really thankful for th sunburnt, cos i can feel th pain off my skin. and tht's lyk one of th few tyms i can express th pain so openly. i want to run away, away to a foreign land. whereby thr's no emotions, no friends. somewhr near th beach, hearing th waves makes me feel calm. but well, when reality hits - there's no turning back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4426817243460825975?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4426817243460825975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4426817243460825975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4426817243460825975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4426817243460825975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/06/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5452650837769155883</id><published>2010-06-10T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:19:18.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kwdn0zJlNH1qzkj87o1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_kwdn0zJlNH1qzkj87o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, that's exactly what i feel lyk doing now - just lying down on a patch of green, enjoying th sunset or just th pure starry sky! with no thoughts running through my mind; just want a relax moment, without any spiltting headaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;; just got back from salvo camp ytd. to round up th camp, i think th camp was fun. though throughout th whole camp, i must confess tht i've got th i don't want to be involve in anything kind of mood. dk why also, lyk just wanted to blend into th picture, and tht's tht. ohwells, but i'm glad tht somehow i did put in th effort to you knw, show tht i was excited and all. think it's th tiredness i suppose, cos haven't been having sufficient rest recently. so sorry abt it yo! :/ and i can sort of feel tht th seniors are sort of bonded more? lyk we are more of a big grp now than having small grps everywhr kinda thng (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;; went back for training today, didn't stay throughout though. left at arnd 4plus wit L, cos both of us were working at 5. but but but, training was good! though got some parts of it, i was really lost. lyk couldn't grab what was taught by M and whatsoever. keep playing wrongly, turning at th wrong timing. so, i really need to practice practice practice!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;; work today was okayyyy, kinda slack cos it was a typical thursday evening. going down to help out for opening tmr before going to meet th rest of class at vivo for SENTOSA! can't wait, i'm going to slp and suntan at th same tym. this tym round, i'm really going to plug-in, set alarm, lie thr and suntan and slp! damn tiring, best tym to slp alrdy. so people, don't disturb me tmr okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! oh, and i'm meeting J and LJ tmr for dinner. it has been ages since i last saw LJ! (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5452650837769155883?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5452650837769155883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5452650837769155883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5452650837769155883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5452650837769155883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-thats-exactly-what-i-feel-lyk-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2447273214609562993</id><published>2010-06-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:04:00.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=salvo_12-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/salvo_12-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to watch zingo's combine performance at esplanade wit a bunch of noisy, crazy and fun group of ppl sometym recently. th performance lasted for abt 30mins, cos it was part of th singapore art's festival thngy. headed down to geylang for tauhuey wit a few of them before heading home together wit E,JY and JM. reached home kinda late, and i'm totally zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2447273214609562993?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2447273214609562993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2447273214609562993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2447273214609562993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2447273214609562993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/06/went-down-to-watch-zingos-combine.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4530932920373928129</id><published>2010-06-03T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T02:10:35.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1 of freedom; pun intended! :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=moh_2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/moh_2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;okayy well, paper's pretty screwed for me today. but i think it's okayy, cos retail therepy makes me a happy girl today! :&gt; and most importantly, day out wit gf is th best! :&gt; lil updates here and there, and alot of things tht she shared made me think of you, and tht's very bad, very bad indeed. but ohwells, what was done cannot be undone, and can only be kept tht way. okayy, enough of those emo stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping was very productive for us today, gf got herself a pair of shoe from newlook; i got 1 top from f21, 1 top from pull&amp;amp;bear, 1bottom from CO, 1 pair of shoe from newlook! (Y) spent lyk alot of money today, cos payday was just a few days back! HAHA! &amp;amp; upon reaching home, mummy asked me "你今天中马票是不是?" damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; we took a couple of nice photos today, and really felt lyk 2 small kids going out tgt. and taking photo at th fountain lyk as if we were tourists, but. it was fun! really! :&gt; dk when will be nxt tym i'm going to see her, but it's okayy. th 9years of friendship tht we have, aren't shallow but really deep! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4530932920373928129?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4530932920373928129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4530932920373928129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4530932920373928129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4530932920373928129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/06/lil-updates-here-and-there-and-alot-of.html' title='day 1 of freedom; pun intended! :&gt;'/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4184736244132594706</id><published>2010-06-02T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:46:36.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z213368774.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/z213368774.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from th moment i sent tht txt, i think i've alrdy made a decision. to let go and move on wit th life i've now. but well, it's easier said than done. really. as i'm typing this down, i'm actually having tears at th brink of my eyes. idk what i'm crying for; like am i feeling sad cos i've lost sth really dear to me, sth tht i really held close to my heart for. and now it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i'm glad i told you how i felt, but i actually did expect at least a reply from you, which i didn't. little did you knw tht when i type those words down, it sting me so bad tht i really feel lyk banging my head against th wall, and mayb i might just suffer a brain concussion. from tht, i can just forget abt everything tht has happened. i've told some close friends tht i've been thru th worst, and thr's nth more heart wrenching than tht. losing a guy is nvr as painful as losing a parent. th pain of losing a guy is just temporary and th feeling you've for tht guy will just fade off by time; wheras losing a parent is pain for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i'm feeling is tht, i'm getting a blow almost sequentially. th first blow in decemeber and another in april. my, it has been 6mths and 2mths respectively, and tht really sucks. sometimes i think so much, i start to hear voices in my head, so loud tht i just want to scream and tell them to shut th hell up. all those are making me annoyed wit me, myself and i. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;like, what th fuck is wrong wit me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4184736244132594706?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4184736244132594706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4184736244132594706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4184736244132594706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4184736244132594706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-th-moment-i-sent-tht-txt-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1838083327607357267</id><published>2010-06-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:04:08.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l02470NZ5n1qaqlnvo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l02470NZ5n1qaqlnvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt good chatting wit you, again. but now as a friend. i did not regret txt-ing you tht simple txt, and from thr we just continue-d on. and for tht, it meant alot to me. th air is cleared up abit, and thinking back. i think i was th one who is putting in too much of an iniative. once again, i'm sorry. but well, though things are changing for th better. i can't foresee tht we're meeting up any time soon also. your mp is starting soon, and tht means you'll only be free during th weekends. well, we'll see how then! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over to study at K's hse today, quite productive i must say. lyk we really stayed at our own table, and nvr talk. lyk just pure studying only. until i think both of us study until abit tired and all we started going abit high. lyk replying txt-s of each other phone. lyk she read my txt then use my phone reply, i read her txt and use her phone reply. and vice versa! so funny, made me laugh lyk mad! i'm going over to stay on monday before th stayover camp in sch on tues, wit SJ i think. YAY! can't wait!:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, i think i should hit th sack now. damn sleepy alrdy! going to slp to my fill, and wake up on time to go for MCT paper. goodnight people! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1838083327607357267?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1838083327607357267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1838083327607357267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1838083327607357267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1838083327607357267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/02/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-479192713701596623</id><published>2010-05-31T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:42:08.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_ky6jofNAaH1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_ky6jofNAaH1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;maths paper today was okayy i suppose. i dk how to do 2 question techinically speaking, if thr's no other careless mistakes! well, thr's netfund tmr and i haven't started studying yet. how great isn't it? HAHA! think going to start soon after i take a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am having another splitting headache again! damn annoying, it's coming back again! but now's different, cos i can't go complaining to you alrdy, lyk before. but i guess, it's going to be alright. panadol don't seem to work anymore. think i'm immune to panadol alrdy. well, i don't exactly like th taste of it either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;; on th way home just now, i read on th bus. but somehow i knew my thoughts were running wild again. cos for th first tym, i felt th silence. serious, it was haunting - like a sting to my ears. this is bad, so very bad. but at least, th sting shutted after i indulge in deep reading. HAHAH! and i had my dinner home today! i lyk aunt's chicken soup! it's salty enough! :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-479192713701596623?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/479192713701596623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=479192713701596623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/479192713701596623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/479192713701596623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/05/maths-paper-today-was-okayy-i-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8610140887450416508</id><published>2010-05-31T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:04:21.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_ky6m1tXOvJ1qa9n7io1_r1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_ky6m1tXOvJ1qa9n7io1_r1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;'ve got a paper at 3.30 ltr, i hope i don't walk out of th room disappointed. but well, i guess 20marks is alrdy gone, cos i really dk how to draw graph! :/ HAHA!  well, past week has been okayy i guess. just tht sometyms i think so much tht i feel th hole i alrdy have in my chest is alrdy exploding! serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning, having a thought about you, my friend. how we used to be, and if you out of th blue were to ask me out for a movie or sth, how would it be like? think i'm missing you and having thoughts about you too much than i really knew i am. but sometimes idk why i utter words tht i nvr want to say to you, but i did. and i guess, you're caught at your tongue and dk what to reply and such. but well, it's okayyy. i've promise myself, i'll not contact you anymore, unless you did. this time round, i'm going to mean what i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no longer, am i going to say anything. cos i suppose my words are nothing but just spears. okayy, take care my friend. i'm going to continue having you in my thoughts, and i don't care if people say i'm stupid or not. cos i really treasured what we were last tym. &amp;amp; even if last time were just pure innocence, and you didn't mean what you say. i'll hold steadfast to it. i just need tym to really let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8610140887450416508?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8610140887450416508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8610140887450416508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8610140887450416508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8610140887450416508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-got-paper-at-3.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6101109788523971373</id><published>2010-05-19T01:23:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:35:58.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t dare to admit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i actually miss you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l0bfj2pN8L1qzfya1o1_400.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l0bfj2pN8L1qzfya1o1_400.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;time check: 1.24am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's a cold night and i'm cuddled up in an old sweat shirt tht i haven't wore for a few years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;okayyy, well. i can't figure why i'm not aslp at this tyming. maybe cos my hair's still wet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;maybe cos random thoughts are running thru my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;maybe cos on-going headaches that i've been having, oh maybe just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i think ED said sth really true today; when someone ask-ed you if you are okayy cos of th blank expression you have on your face, and then you answered and said it was nothing and tht you were just tired. it very much means tht you have thoughts running thru your mind and just dk how to put it down in words or simply did not want to share. i find it quite true, cos i think tht's what i've been doing lyk majority of me tym. it's lyk i have those thoughts in my mind, swimming thru non-stop and i very much want to scream it out or share it to someone. but somehow, i will have th feeling tht noone uds what i am thinking and feeling and it's really difficult for me to share exactly how i felt. plus it's really difficult to find someone who has similar mindsets as mind, and look at things th way i look at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i'm a person who get annoyed very easily and tht does not mean tht i'm not annoying at times. and for that, i apologized. i feel myself changing; i see myself moulding into someone tht i want to be. i picture myself as a carefree girl, showing emotions as and when i felt lyk but nothing related to matters of th heart. i suck at it, and i don't think i'll ever will improve. i've resigned to fate, and shall just let things go as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;just today, i was sharing wit F tht i very much want to see you wearing th shirt i've gotten for you for your bday. i've yet to see you wear it, and i doubt i will. think th only chance would be upon coincidences tht i bump into you in sch, and you're wearing th shirt. ohwells, i can't deny th fact tht every single tym i go to tht particular canteen during my breaks, my heart will just pound incredibly fast, that sometyms it's difficult to breathe. but, nth beats th feeling of having your thoughts run wild, and feel th hole in your chest wallowing even deeper - th screams that will nvr be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to end off, i came across this qoute post on tumblr, and found it quite true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Pretend you don't love him, just pretend. Then two things will happen; either he realises how much he misses you, or you'll realise tht you don't need him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6101109788523971373?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6101109788523971373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6101109788523971373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6101109788523971373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6101109788523971373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-check-1.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4855731247627212505</id><published>2010-05-09T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T01:40:32.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no pictures for today; very lazy to find and post.&lt;br /&gt;how to summarize what i've been feeling; "it's saddening to knw we've distance-ed, but thr's nothing i can do abt it." okayy, ohweells. shopping wit F on friday was alright, especially those tyms we laugh-ed and talked abt some stuff here and thr. but didn't manage to get anything tht i wanna get. lyk my yellow shoes and blue backpack! :&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i realised, after we stop contacting very much, i found myself happier somehow. but i preferred you to care, and tht's all i can ask for. i would want to go out wit you again, i would want to hear you say those words you use-d to say. but i guess you would nvr knw. think all you feel is me being a stupid bug saying things tht you don't wish to hear, and thus not knwing what to reply. it's either you are tired of telling me how much you care, or you not wanting to repeating what you've said. ohwells, either ways. i would rather you tell me. i want you to bother and give me tht least bit of attention again. really. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4855731247627212505?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4855731247627212505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4855731247627212505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4855731247627212505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4855731247627212505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-pictures-for-today-very-lazy-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6529834385090369274</id><published>2010-05-04T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:45:50.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l1oger28Oa1qbonsuo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 456px; height: 289px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l1oger28Oa1qbonsuo1_500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;much was spoken today; thoughts and disappointments was shared. tears were shed, some even got up and left th room in a bang. after so much was spoken, i felt numb somehow. numb-ed not because i didn't take in anything tht was said, numb-ed cos of what i've tried to put in but did not achieve. a contradiction isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but, i really did put in th effort to remember, to put into place what was taught. but i just can't. sometyms learning it, almost brings me to tears. cos i just can't get it right. me too, want to find back tht "fighting spirit" i had during concert preparation. those pushing over th limit feel tht almost everyone of us can feel from each other. i believe we can, we just need to push ourselves harder; beyond th improvements we alrdy have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6529834385090369274?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6529834385090369274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6529834385090369274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6529834385090369274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6529834385090369274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/05/much-was-spoken-today-thoughts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2945458219310455638</id><published>2010-05-03T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:22:51.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l1kfm87QSi1qa5nd0o1_400.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l1kfm87QSi1qa5nd0o1_400.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind's in a mess for th pass few days. regretted some stuff tht i said over a phone conversation tht might very much might be th last convo. dk when will be th nxt tym we're going to speak or start to communicate wit each other again. ohwells. i should just pretend that i'm okayy, and my life's moving on lyk it used to. just tht i sort of hate it, when my mind drift off so much tht th headache that seems to be permanent doesn't make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's th start of a new sch week yet again, and it also means tht th new juniors are coming in for their very first training tmr, which also means tht it's going to be day1 of being a senior tmr! ohmy. kind of excited, but on th other hand dk what to expect and all. wo men yi qi jiayou ba! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; to end of, i think human being human. lives in contradiction so much, tht we don't really truely knw what we want. no pun intended. lyk what leonard told me ytd, "&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the  ones that ignore us, love the ones who hurt us and hurt the ones who  love us." don't you find it kind of true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2945458219310455638?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2945458219310455638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2945458219310455638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2945458219310455638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2945458219310455638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost-my-minds-in-mess-for-th-pass-few.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3682119121650199512</id><published>2010-04-28T00:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:03:39.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;OUT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l1dudncbWS1qaobbko1_400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_l1dudncbWS1qaobbko1_400.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've somehow came down to a painful decision. as i'm typing this down, i'm at my brink of tear-ing again. well, think it's okay. you won't be reading this, and won't be caring as much i suppose. you won't be caring if i was here alone crying my eyeballs out, for only one reason. things seems to change so fast, in just a day. i want to ask for an explaination, but i better not. i've cried enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'll miss those days that we had endless conversation about anything. i'll miss those days that i can just randomly ask you out. i'll miss those days that we txt non-stop for th entire day. i'll miss those days when i wake up reading your text - wishing me good morning. i'll miss those days that we meet up almost every week, or twice a week. i'll miss those days that you waited for me to slp before you do. i'll miss those days tht we chat on th phone until th wee hours of th morning. i'll miss those days tht you whine not stop over th phone. i'll miss those days tht without fail you'll brighten up my days i'll miss those days tht we meet up for movies. i'll miss those days tht we cuddle up tgt in th cinemas. i'll miss th smell of your perfume. i'll miss everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; but now, it seems lyk everythings down th drain. well, i can't lose something tht i nvr had i suppose. everything was just almost there, at least from what i feel. i don't trust tht th time spent was just for th sake of it. take care my dear friend, idk what else to do. i'll shut myself away from you, if that's what you want. i'll be more than happy if one of these days thru your busy schedule, you'll think of me and contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;trust me, it's painful. i feel th hole dwelling even deeper, whenever i think of you. but i guess, you're just far beyond my reach. i'll love you still th same, but i nvr got th chance to tell you. and i think i'll never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okayy, promise you'll take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3682119121650199512?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3682119121650199512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3682119121650199512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3682119121650199512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3682119121650199512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/04/out-dear-friend-ive-somehow-came-down.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-9199892880269584114</id><published>2010-04-25T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:58:25.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss who i was before.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ WALLOW-ED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15e68690ea65c1e000b1c74bb4f42367.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/15e68690ea65c1e000b1c74bb4f42367.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;down beneath; let it be spoken.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i somehow. lyk it when someone speaks in parables. lyk speaking in a way, whereby th meaning is in it but not tht direct. i started to lyk it only recently, without any particular reason of whatsoever. reading parables are interesting too! but not those biblical stuff, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots have been running through my mind lately. things abt death, regrets, saying th right thing, being ignored; everything along those lines. it feels as if i'm back into a state of solitary, back to where i was last tym. it's getting scary. i even cried on th journey home, thinking back abt how stupid i was. but not regretting what i said and did. but just how stupid i was being such a pain in th ass when i could have acted in a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's tym for some self-reflection. thr's no tym for tears right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-9199892880269584114?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/9199892880269584114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=9199892880269584114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/9199892880269584114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/9199892880269584114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/04/wallow-ed-down-beneath-let-it-be-spoken.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8680324329296427252</id><published>2010-04-23T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:47:47.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all in th word of fun.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ TWEETS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=salvo_11-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/salvo_11-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;sentences of pure innocence&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-days of CCA recruitment, i went down for 2-days. and thru these 2-days, i roughly learnt how limit break is drum-ed. th different rhythm is all. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i "shang gu-ed" on th last day of CCA recruitment! th longest distance i've walked so far, so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHIAWEI!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;please stay as gay as ever. and stop getting scratches on your face by rubbing your face against your pillow. though i seriously find it kinda ridiculous. lyk how mans? HAHAH. everyone was amazed, plus puzzled at th same tym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, that's all. work for th nxt 2 days. opening to closing on sunday somemore. someone pls tell me abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8680324329296427252?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8680324329296427252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8680324329296427252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8680324329296427252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8680324329296427252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/04/tweets-sentences-of-pure-innocence-3.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2574148529524022338</id><published>2010-04-19T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T01:49:09.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;current=weijin_7-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/weijin_7-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday, boy! you're 20 now.&lt;br /&gt;messages are very well self explaint(?) :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2574148529524022338?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2574148529524022338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2574148529524022338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2574148529524022338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2574148529524022338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2434406414736847568</id><published>2010-04-17T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:15:01.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mess-ed up.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; F.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Waiting_for_you___by_The_Silver_Doe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/Waiting_for_you___by_The_Silver_Doe.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;revive; from what it used to be&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i feel lyk typing writing and everything tht is along tht line. i feel th serenity of me pen-ing my thoughts down after swallowing it down so much till somehow, i feel as if my chest is a bottomless-pit. literally. lyk sometyms it gets so painful i feel lyk screaming, but thr isn't sound coming out from me. it was just, just now tht i felt as if i had breathing difficulty. ohwells, just fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading thru what we were before, i felt my heart wrench-ed. th familiar feeling came back for a short while until you uttered th S-word. for what it may seem, everything tht was done; a word sorry was th only only word used. then, i start to wonder if sorry is such a big word, tht everyone is using it so freely that somehow it loses th meaning behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm being a bitch now, making a big fuss out of everything. but well, how do you expect me to react? on th other hand, i can't blame you for anything too. thr wasn't any status between us to start with, and mayb afterall it's just me tht's taking everything so seriously; far too serious than what you expect. but thr wasn't any regrets of anything that i've said to you so far, it's just how you've taken it in. lyk what you told me, sometyms you just dk what to reply. okayy, i've gotten it. i will try to get use to it, just give me some tym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmans, FML. shouldn't i? i think i read too much into everything's tht between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2434406414736847568?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2434406414736847568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2434406414736847568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2434406414736847568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2434406414736847568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/04/f.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6816893275007700660</id><published>2010-04-16T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:33:55.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dear god,&lt;br /&gt; i pray that it does not rain later on. th sky looks kinda gloomy, and i would rather perform under th scorching sun than performing on wet ground bare-foot-ed, cos tht will be a lil gross. pls not what happened ytd, happened today! rain rain go away, come back another day! oh, and pls don't let th rain come back on saturday oso. okayokayyy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6816893275007700660?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6816893275007700660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6816893275007700660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6816893275007700660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6816893275007700660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-god-i-pray-that-it-does-not-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2373182323221257534</id><published>2010-04-12T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:32:43.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 more week.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ UPDATES!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_24.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_24.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;life's been great! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, it's lyk ages since i last updated my blog, and i realized thr's alot of silent readers. seriously. well, i can't really rmb every single detail tht happen-ed for th past few weeks. just roughly, except for some really few incidents tht i can rmb kind of vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;trainings on monday and wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;salvo outing @ seoul garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;movie-d wit salvo peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;met up wit WJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;movie-d wit WJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;company's chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;salvo's chalet :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;work-ed lyk a cow! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shopping wit C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okayy, tht's all i can recall. well, everything's been great! seriously. lyk th 5-hours HTHT wit K during company's chalet. th fun, laughter, peace and joy we all had during salvo chalet. spending tym wit people tht serve as super good company, laughing at th slight-iest things and such. think this space will be too small if i were to pen every single thing done into words. literally! &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHER LIKES THIS! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i promise, i'll update lyk more regular-ly okay? i'll try not to be lazy to log into blogspot and type a few lines, or just simply post pictures! HAHA! kayy, off for now. training's starts at 5 today, and i think i'll be meeting KO after training. toodles! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2373182323221257534?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2373182323221257534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2373182323221257534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2373182323221257534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2373182323221257534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/04/updates-okayy-its-lyk-ages-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5494945837197667203</id><published>2010-03-21T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:26:52.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prays.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ BLANK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_23.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_23.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have-ing tht expression on my face for th past 2 days, lyk almost every second. ohwells, weekends were solely spent at home and tht's tht? though i step my foot into town today. accompany-ed mummy to change her phone over at paragon before heading to granny's place. and i think i'm kinda addicted to coffee recently. a cup of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;double shot caramel macchiato&lt;/span&gt; from starbucks everyday has became a habit! :/ it's lyk spending 6$ on a cup of coffee everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmy, save money save money! why must payday come at th end of th month! and guess what, i can't believe tht i actually survived on my own income from work for th past 3 months. have only taken 50$ from mummy in jan and that's tht. ahhhh! was just talking to bro ytd over lunch that i've actually scrimp-ed quite alot ever since what happen-ed to daddy. cos i use-d to receive 70$ from daddy every wk, which makes it 270$ a mth apart from my pay i get from work. and now i only get income thru work, which is a almost a 50% off th amt tht i used to have per month! ohmy! :/ no money no money, when thr's so many thngs tht i want to buy! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5494945837197667203?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5494945837197667203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5494945837197667203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5494945837197667203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5494945837197667203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/03/blank-have-ing-tht-expression-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1146282847085225611</id><published>2010-03-20T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:14:39.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ HOMEY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day today, so there shan't be any photos. i can't think of any nice photos to re-post. too lazy to go my frequent tumblr web to grab. HAHA. it's a gloomy day again today, th sky doesn't look anywhr close sunny :/ when th sun shines so brightly, we complain why is th sky so bright; and th weather so warm. when it rains, i complain tht why must it rain, th sky's so gloomy. how ironic. okayy, shall have my very own movie-marathon today, toodles ppl! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1146282847085225611?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1146282847085225611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1146282847085225611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1146282847085225611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1146282847085225611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/03/homey.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1877664360018086440</id><published>2010-03-19T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:10:09.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='each passing day; you became a neccesity.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ LISTEN,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 253px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/Picture1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;how true;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was out wit my bro and mum today, and we practically didn't do anything. cos we made a waste-ing trip down to paragon for something tht i shan't mention here. i don't want to be sue-ed by some company by just blogging it down, or some sort spoiling their company's reputation. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to shop today, meet up wit J or sth. but didn't in th end cos th wheather was being a bitch. i don't lyk to shop when th ground is wet, lyk literally. cos ppl walk in and out of th shopping mall wit their wet footware when it's raining heavily outside. went home to idle my way thru disappointment. thankfully for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tht boy&lt;/span&gt;, if not i thought i would just stone and literally become a stone. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightfall came kinda quickly, and i settled in in my room, cuddling in lyk a caterpillar in a cacoon. it was a cold night. watch-ed "have your met the morgans?" till abt 12plus, waiting for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tht boy&lt;/span&gt; to txt me. got abit worried, when msg-es could not be delivered and calls were not allowed. until abt 12plus1, a txt came in; i was relieved! then th night became lyk any other night, bid-ing of goodnights; and off to bed wit a smile on my face :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! it had been long since i blog-ed in such a way. seriously. but i lyk. anyway, i think you won't knw what i'm talking abt. okayy, toddles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1877664360018086440?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1877664360018086440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1877664360018086440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1877664360018086440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1877664360018086440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/03/listen-how-true-i-was-out-wit-my-bro.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-385382771512881922</id><published>2010-03-18T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:51:13.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spells th word fun.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ LONG-ED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=girls_10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/girls_10.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;after such a long tym; finally :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan for sun-tanning failed ytd, cos apparently th rain ruin-ed everything. when we thought mr sun would come out, it started raining cats and dogs and elephants and so many other animals. what a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up shopping at vivo after which, but S and i did not manage to get what we want. shop-ed for quite long before bus-ing down to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;THAI CORNER&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. food was awesome, just tht th curry was a tad-bit too spicy for me, but overall rating abt 3 out of 5 stars? HAHA. will definitely go back again! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't knw when will be th nxt tym tht we 4 meet up together again, cos everytym we plan something, someone is bound not to be able to make it :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-385382771512881922?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/385382771512881922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=385382771512881922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/385382771512881922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/385382771512881922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-ed-plan-for-sun-tanning-failed-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4348576043352526428</id><published>2010-03-17T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:32:09.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IJ LOVE ONCE AGAIN'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ AWESOME!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ij_love5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ij_love5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;when nothing goes under th blanket.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out wit this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;AWESOME 3 &lt;/span&gt;today! really had fun doing catching up and all. can lyk really talk abt anything an d everything when wit them and all; lyk seriously. tell me abt IJ love pls! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have known &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;J&lt;/b&gt; since p3 and our friendship is still growing strong, though most of th tym she's lyk th MIA one. but when tym calls her to be out and all, she'll just be thr! and well, known &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;since primary school also, forgot when exactly. but this girl of mine, has always been thr lyk forever. in no matter what situation i'm in, somehow or rather; she'll be th first one on th list to get to knw them! and for &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;LJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; known her in secondary sch; used to call each other fbf and fgf! HAHA. miss those days mans! she's one of my those random friends. out of th blue contacting me, but always at th right tym! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, yes! that's how awesome this grp of ppl can go! :&gt; girls power yo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4348576043352526428?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4348576043352526428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4348576043352526428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4348576043352526428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4348576043352526428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/03/awesome-when-nothing-goes-under-th.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-22781779654308068</id><published>2010-03-16T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:37:30.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome awesome.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ OUTING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=salvo_10-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/salvo_10-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Awesome group! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out wit salvo peeps ytd after work to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Up in th air&lt;/span&gt;. th movie was alright, kind of funny at some parts. but th main leads are so OMG! HAHAH. lyk look really good, though they are a lil old in age alrdy! HAHA. me and choo kept commenting during th movie la! HAHA :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Botak jones&lt;/span&gt; for dinner then home-d wit cheryl. one conclusion after being wit salvo for th past one year; we lyk to stand in th middle of th pathway, blocking all human traffic. we lyk to stand around for no particular reason, hoping tht someone will just get moving, but it seems as if we are waiting for someone when we're not. we lyk to snap-snap for some reasons whenever thr's a camera arnd. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; salvo is an expensive CCA! HAHAH :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-22781779654308068?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/22781779654308068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=22781779654308068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/22781779654308068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/22781779654308068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/03/outing-out-wit-salvo-peeps-ytd-after.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3671648462309298245</id><published>2010-03-15T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:23:54.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love the smell of your perfume.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ SWEETS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kyqpw1R8Tl1qzkdy9o1_500_larg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_kyqpw1R8Tl1qzkdy9o1_500_larg.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;oh, how cute! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wit &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tht boy&lt;/span&gt; in th midst of th 2weeks training and after that as well. catch-ed a couple of movies, of which are all not tht bad. and thr was this once after movie, we bumped into M. and then so coincident-ly bumped into a couple of my secondary sch mates. HAHA. ohmy, how small is singapore mans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, i realised i've been falling aslp while typing msges recently. usually at night! lyk type half-way then fall aslp all. ohmy, think tht poor boy must be wondering what's taking me so long to reply! HAHA. sorry! :/ and well, shld be meeting up nxt week as well. wonder what we're going to do. why must SG be so small! HAHA &gt;.&lt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3671648462309298245?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3671648462309298245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3671648462309298245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3671648462309298245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3671648462309298245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweets-met-up-wit-tht-boy-in-th-midst.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-447331085034038026</id><published>2010-03-12T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:56:51.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvo whoosh.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ GENESIS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=salvo_9-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/salvo_9-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Salvo; one big family! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;somehow, th 2 weeks of training seems really short. it seriously don't feel lyk 2weeks at all. th concert feels as if it's only a mere 30mins, when it lasted lyk one and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2weeks;10days. a definite thing tht bonds were strengthen-ed between each and everyone of us. this concert not only brought salvo to a different height, but also brought us closer as a group. last tym it was lyk different groups everywhere. but now, it's lyk one whole big grp, whereby everyone can just talk to anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GENESIS&lt;/b&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;is a success i suppose! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-447331085034038026?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/447331085034038026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=447331085034038026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/447331085034038026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/447331085034038026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/03/genesis-somehow-th-2-weeks-of-training.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5720491420918743811</id><published>2010-02-25T16:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:13:20.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i lyk lying on your shoulders.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ OH-NICE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kwodmobcz31qzuhd2o1_400-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_kwodmobcz31qzuhd2o1_400-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;what a nice way to start th holidays! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;marks th day of my last paper, and i left th exam venue 45mins after th paper started when it's a 2hours paper. ohwells, i think th paper was manage-able, quite simliar to those past year papers. 3days of examinations pass by lyk a breeze, and i think maths is still th killer. if i manage to pass, i think i'll be more than happy. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tht smallboy&lt;/span&gt; after paper; th wait at th busstop was kinda scary. apart from th fact tht thr was a barking dog in th shop tht i was standing nxt to, thr was a scary looking man when i alighted from th bus. ohmy! :/ off to get tickets for wolfman after lunch at some noodles place. then to heeren to get slippers! and all thanks to him, i got a pair of black slippers free! :&gt; so all in all, i have 5pairs of slippers at home! all from th same shop. can wear 5pairs of different slippers on each wkday alrdy! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wolfman wasn't a bad show; though it made me jump in my seat for some scenes. and all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tht smallboy&lt;/span&gt; could do was laugh; what a saddist right! ohmy! HAHAH. accompany-ed him for dinner before heading home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and well, i only realised he lent me his jacket for over a month, just ytd! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOMEY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day for me today. heading out wit steph tmr; chilling at some coffee-place i suppose. was thinking of going haji-lane. want to get those cute nice looking vintage sling-bags that i can bring out; those small kinds. or think just go to th osf shop @ fep tmr. shall see how! can't wait for tmr! :&gt; but&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; smallboy&lt;/span&gt; is going melaka for a short trip over th weekend, and leaving tmr. ohwells :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5720491420918743811?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5720491420918743811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5720491420918743811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5720491420918743811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5720491420918743811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-nice-yesterday-marks-th-day-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6262433319545252740</id><published>2010-02-20T03:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T03:43:59.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid love letter.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ STRESS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4350807117_c0904f74ca.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/4350807117_c0904f74ca.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;you, do that thing you do :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been busy, and this spot of mine have been really kinda dead. ohwells, end sem exams are nxt week and airport seems to be my second home for this whole week. candy empire's earning big bucks from me, keep buying chocolates from there. HAHA! anyway, hope th effort th i've put in really pays off. i don't want any supp papers this sem. seriously :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to th airport wit th girls tmr to study, and as well as sunday. lyk what J says, i can just camp over at airport alrdy. save th trouble of travelling to and fro home and all alrdy! ohwells, tym check is 3:39am. ohmy, so late alrdy, didn't even notice th tym. reach-ed home abt 12plus1 today. chatted on th phone.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chatting wit him ah, i can lyk laugh until i have stomach cramps. seriously. ohwell :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for th long chat; though i knw you were really tired. thanks for even bothering to call :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6262433319545252740?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6262433319545252740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6262433319545252740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6262433319545252740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6262433319545252740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/02/stress.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1095054638791957129</id><published>2010-01-30T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:52:05.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when everything start to fall into place.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ SAVLO-LOVE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=salvo_7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/salvo_7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Awesome group of people! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was awesome-ly good! :&gt; started off wit moh coming over to my hse to study and all. was more of a sharing session than we doing some serious studying! when are you coming my hse for slp over ah? i'm waiting! HHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;over for zingo's performance @republicPoly later in the evening. performance was great! during th intermission, thr's this small boy - super cute. he was lyk acting as if he's drumming and such, even got ending pose la! then C keep saying what want to recruit him to play in his drum! was damn funny! overall conclusion - tht small boy confirm got prospect! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;home-d wit YW and HC there after! YAY! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1095054638791957129?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1095054638791957129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1095054638791957129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1095054638791957129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1095054638791957129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/01/savlo-love-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-9113662158409765778</id><published>2010-01-29T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T03:45:28.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someone special.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ SUNSHINE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_koshpn6Oze1qzwaddo1_5001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_koshpn6Oze1qzwaddo1_5001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ the company!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a waste time in school; spent 30mins complete-ing practice lab then can go alrdy. considering th fact tht lab teacher didn't even bothered to take attendance! ohmy! :/ and well, slacked arnd in sch for abit before heading to bishan to meet T and A. lunch-ed and all @pizzahut. chit-chatted here and there, lots of catching up going on! bump-ed into steph there too! should be meeting up wit her soon for dinner and such. it has been such a long tym since i last saw her and all. really miss those tyms we used to prac piano together! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for school to drum after tht since was meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tht boy&lt;/span&gt; ltr for movie oso! so decided to just go back sch to prac drum for awhile wit ZY and co. didn't prac alot though, cos lyk thr were so many ppl in th studio! soyupp, left arnd 6 to meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tht boy&lt;/span&gt; before bus-ing to town for movie! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LEGION&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was an awesome show! though got some parts are kinda scary, i literally scream-ed in th movie theatre. but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; boy, happily laughed! funny ah. mos-ed for dinner before bus-ing home. YAY! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great day to start off the weekends right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHER'S A HAPPY GIRL! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-9113662158409765778?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/9113662158409765778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=9113662158409765778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/9113662158409765778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/9113662158409765778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunshine-company-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4636730016546944732</id><published>2010-01-25T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T01:02:32.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happening-s.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ SPARKS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kqmf13SNmb1qzidboo1_4001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_kqmf13SNmb1qzidboo1_4001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;somehow; i thought i miss you. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, dk why have th feel to blog though it's alrdy 12:53am. and i usually don't have this feeling, considering th fact tht this blog isn't really updated at a very regular basis thats why! :/ ahhh okayy! today seems to be a lil stressful! lyk having th feel of tension and here and there. com prog's a totaly bitch, tht's making me have splitting headaches just by looking at those syallbus. so annoying, lyk why must i learn com programming. not as if i'll grow up programming computers! but thinking of it, after this sem; i'm over and done with! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was okayy today i suppose. improvements i must say, but couldn't rmb parts of what we learnt today during preview earlier on. other than tht, think all i need is more practice! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; attempted to jump up drum today! fail-ed terribly. lyk i seriously cannot jump :/ failed attempts resulted in countless laughter plus th many different blue-blacks on my thighs and shin! :/ other than tht, it's okayy! PRACTICE! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, thr's school tmr. and i can't rmb if thr's anything i need to hand in or what-so-ever. 3-hours of pcb; dk what to expect. hopefully mr yan let us go off early, then i can lyk start on my book-craze again! ohya, i need to start studying for my psycho finall written exam alrdy! if not i can wave to mr fail alrdy! ohsnos! i just want a pass; pretty plssssss! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4636730016546944732?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4636730016546944732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4636730016546944732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4636730016546944732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4636730016546944732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/01/sparks.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2727468910367296639</id><published>2010-01-25T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:54:44.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting for th quesiton to pop-up un-knowing-ly.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ NEW-BEGINNINGS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IJ_love2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/IJ_love2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;i miss SJ-days.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i realise-d i haven't updated since what seems lyk ages;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;submissions after submissions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and this few weeks, lectures have been a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just can't seem to concentrate in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;train-ings as usual on monday &amp;amp; wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;upset with self on tyms i just can't rmb th rhytyms and such during preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;took up th courage to do sth tht i nvr thought i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heart-breaking, but thought it wld be a choice for me to say it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;surprise-d moh on her 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dinner-ed plus catching up wit th girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Songleng's birthday chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;work-ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;barista-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sneeze-d lyk countless tyms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that's all i can rmb so far. lyk mind's kinda blank now. actually waiting for someone to finish work before heading to bed. and apparently tht someone can still ask me who i'm waiting for! funny ah! ohwell, things been moving on quite okayy i suppose?  family's getting settled down and such. lyk getting use to th situation and all. ohmyy, i can't wait for payday to come.&lt;br /&gt; having to support oneself in terms of allowance is not fun! :&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2727468910367296639?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2727468910367296639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2727468910367296639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2727468910367296639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2727468910367296639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-beginnings-i-miss-sj-days.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5851599375195654075</id><published>2010-01-10T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:29:27.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want to see you now.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BREAK!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=KpSmverBSquqxuzoTALZwLbXo1_4001.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/KpSmverBSquqxuzoTALZwLbXo1_4001.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes, that's exactly what i'm feeling.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things happen-ed to fast that i can't believe i'm in th situation i'm in right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stress-ed up. i need a break, get out of th hse; get a breather. fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5851599375195654075?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5851599375195654075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5851599375195654075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5851599375195654075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5851599375195654075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2010/01/break-yes-thats-exactly-what-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2642065863601398404</id><published>2009-12-15T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:13:01.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this chance&apos;s a grab.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ ACTION!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=weijin_4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/weijin_4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Endless conversations :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was fun to start with today! met a new colleague and he's really fun to work with. but well apart from that today got to help out in bar though was runner cos thr wasn't alot of customers but alot of drink orders and there were lyk so many people working! fun spells th word seriously. and i'm so going to succed in making my milk foam th nxt tym! oh and shah's giving me my nametag soon! so happy, plus he's giving me th "certified" tag too! so happy! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yupp, ended work i went to meet wj for movie. actually wanted avatar but all tickets were sold out, so settled for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Storm Warriors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. nice show i must say, kept me awake though i was lyk really tired! :&gt; hk cafe-d for dinner and conversations were lyk going on and on, lyk nvr once were thr a tym we were quiet. HAHA! sth funny plus gross happened in between, cos wj found a strand of hair in his food. and from then, everythng we talk-ed abt link-ed back to hair. super funny plssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chit-chatted alot and had a lil HTHT here and thr on th way back.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; sher's lyk this alot! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay, that's all for now. i'm super tired alrdy. think i'm falling sick alrdy. yes, again; or shld i say i haven't really recovered since th last tym i fell sick. this is bad :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2642065863601398404?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2642065863601398404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2642065863601398404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2642065863601398404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2642065863601398404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/12/action-so-yupp-ended-work-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3040297063978197951</id><published>2009-12-13T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:58:20.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you mean more to me than you really know.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 2-80!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_20.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ring of fire! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from e-guides training camp ytd afternoon, and until now i feel as if i don't have enough of slp. it's a straight 21-hours or so camp fill-ed wit cheers, games, lectures and so on. yes, you didn't read wrongly lectures. lyk in th middle of th night we literally go to a LT and have lesson. we were even given ppt slides and having to fill in th blanks and all la. HAHA! made quite a few funny friends here and there in th empire. and well, overall, it's a good camp; it's a fun camp! though it's really tiring and all! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching home, hit th sack and that's it man! slept all th way until wee hours in th morning. but dk why lyk after sleeping for so long, still feel kinda tired plus sleepy. it's really not fun to keep yourself awake after not sleeping for more than 30hours. seriously. actually wanted to slp all i can before th camp, but apparently B woke me up lyk super early in th morning just to ask me for company to th polyclinic to get a MC. ohmytt! that explains why, stay-ed home th entire day today though had a huge craving for mr chicken rice! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;; back to school on th first day of th 2weeks holiday tmr for proj meeting before training starts. can't drum. seriously. but th strain on my right-culf isn't helping much. ahhwell, just hope it gets better. p/s on a random note: i think sitting on th floor and using chairs as a laptop stand is super comfortable. and yes, that's what i'm doing now! HAHA! okayyyy, bye peopleeee! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3040297063978197951?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3040297063978197951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3040297063978197951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3040297063978197951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3040297063978197951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-80-upon-reaching-home-hit-th-sack-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1744896781828242866</id><published>2009-12-10T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:40:41.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m still waiting for tht time.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ OLD-DAYS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=random_4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/random_4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;A place to chill; A place for catching-up! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a thursday alrdy. how come this week passes so quickly? :&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyyy; met up wit A today, lyk finally! :&gt; made our way down to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oriole@somerset&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to do some catching-up cos it seems forever since we last spoke and seen each other. th last tym was when both of us were still heading down to church together on a sunday morning and now? we're both happily in JC/poly and enjoying out holidays! HAHA. it just seem-ed so long, even if it's just a few months. ohwells, chatt-ed quite abit, from sch to every single other thng! YAY! miss those good old days whereby we hang out together in school every other day. HAHA! and now both of us are lyk entering year2 alrdy! ohmyohmy. how tym flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=random_3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/random_3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hot-fudge chocolate cake! YUM! :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;left th nice-ambience coffeehouse to walk around after a good 2-hours of chatting. HAHA! was so tempted to get so many thngs! from slippers to shoes to t-shirts to bags to backpack to almost every other thng! but, i left town empty-handed cos i wanted to save my KACHINGS! so that when year-end sale comes, i'll shop till i literally drop! HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=avril_2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/avril_2-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; meal was really super filling, and there wasn't any space for dessert! HAHA! walk-ed arnd first before i head-ed off to gardens to dropby ICE3 to see B. home-d after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;; my mind went wandering off again while on th bus-trip home. i wonder why it's this way. then i started doodle-ing on notepad again. just hope if my laptop gets lost someday, and someone hack-ed into my account. that whole stack of save-d document, will be left confidential as well. ohmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1744896781828242866?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1744896781828242866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1744896781828242866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1744896781828242866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1744896781828242866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/12/old-days-its-thursday-alrdy.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6345341231104796716</id><published>2009-12-09T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:20:47.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i was waiting for your reply.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ NEW-MOON!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=moh_1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/moh_1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9-years of friend-ship; still going strong! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;today marks th end of term-tests; a mixture of feelings. sad-ness cos i screwed up majority of my papers, happiness cos thr's no need for intensive studying for anymore. an A for paper#02 is a goner. a FAIL for paper#03 is waving at me. a PASS should not be a problem for paper#01. ohwells, that's how bad it is going. ohmy, i really need to study harder nxt term. no point crying over spilt milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEW-MOON&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after paper wit moh @ amkhub. th show is okay overall, mayb a 2.5/5 stars for me? cos alot of funny scenes were cut-ed away from th book and that's somethng i was looking forward to. and to me, if th book was not read before watching this movie, th watch-er will not knw what's going on throughout th show. lyk why this happen and all that. but well, it's a personal opinion. but th book is always better than th movie i guess. vivid imagination always beats what is showed in real life; lyk HP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Holiday has officially started for me! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6345341231104796716?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6345341231104796716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6345341231104796716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6345341231104796716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6345341231104796716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon-today-marks-th-end-of-term.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4423178508794259562</id><published>2009-12-05T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:28:04.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let this all be a dream'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ COOK-ING!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_18.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_18.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bake-d pasta for dinner ytd! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a saturday again! time really passes so fast tht i think it's a good idea to sit down and have some sher-time. HAHAH! term-tests are nxt week, and i count myself lucky for only having 3papers, when dear K has 6papers to sit for. but well, we're all working equally hard to achieve good grades i suppose. though, i find myself kinda slack here and there. lyk totally not in th feel to study. thankfully th girls are coming over today to study! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, thurs went express teppanyaki@tampines for rh's bday dinner together! walk-ed arnd and M/Ed was classic over at uniqlo. super funny. especially M wit his botak head! HAHA. slack-ed at macs and spent my time playing taptap on rh's itouch. addicted to th game alrdy. fun! shall ask bro to dl more songs on his, then i can play all i want at home! YAY! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, idk what to update abt alrdy. shall go back to study soon after posting this. th girls are here alrdy. ltr heading to chomps to treat S for her bday! dk if best is working today. if not can go over ice3 to get free icecream! HAHAHA. byeee ppl! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4423178508794259562?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4423178508794259562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4423178508794259562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4423178508794259562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4423178508794259562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/12/cook-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2058171649099248995</id><published>2009-12-02T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:45:07.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprises.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ 02.12.09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ruohan_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ruohan_1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHASE TAN RUOHAN! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"laogong!" how come you got so many wives! HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2058171649099248995?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2058171649099248995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2058171649099248995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2058171649099248995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2058171649099248995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/12/02.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-9152673144753652114</id><published>2009-12-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:38:58.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake and cadles.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ 01.12.09&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shanice_san.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/shanice_san.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SHANICE-SAN! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-9152673144753652114?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/9152673144753652114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=9152673144753652114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/9152673144753652114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/9152673144753652114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/12/01_01.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3946766830077298072</id><published>2009-11-27T18:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:13:06.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i still want to talk to you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ ON-REPEAT!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kq2fhe2ocS1qzjor8o1_5001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_kq2fhe2ocS1qzjor8o1_5001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy things to rememebr :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to update today since it's a public holiday today and it's going to be a home-y day for me. slept for a good 14hours before waking up. finally after so long did i slp until lyk wake up naturally :&gt; and tht what makes me a happy girl today! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, haven't been really updating this space due to my lazy-ness. as usual, i shall just do a point-form update lyk always. YAY! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've been attending school as always, but late-d for a couple of tyms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;working my ass off during th weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went for train-ing on monday and wednesday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;got myself a few blue-blacks here and thr, some of which no idea how i got them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hit-ed my own fingers while drum-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;both my thumb and ring-finger is swallon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;amk-ed wit best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lunch-ed wit cy,py and wj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;made new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;did psycho quizes online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pass-ed all my class quiz-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dinner-ed wit V just ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;attended IES 2nd meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i didn't get into OTC. how sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tht's basically what i've been doing. not alot of stuff laaaaaa. but well, it's more than enough to keep me busy throughout th week. i've got a bbq thngy at M's place tmr in th evening. other than tht, i shall just start revising for th upcoming term-test. ohmy, it's nearing! haven't started revision yet! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; C.BOY makes me happy! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i miss talking to you. really. but i'm not going to take th iniative lyk i use to anymore. cos i want to learn to put trust in th friendship that we have. and i don't want to end up as a irritant to you. cos afterall, i think i knw whr i stand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3946766830077298072?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3946766830077298072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3946766830077298072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3946766830077298072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3946766830077298072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-repeat-ive-been-attending-school-as.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5725227816088168288</id><published>2009-11-21T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T18:38:40.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='both eric and edmund.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ 21.11.09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/IMG_0055.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY, BIRTHDAY BOYS! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;short 7mths, but countless joys and laughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5725227816088168288?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5725227816088168288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5725227816088168288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5725227816088168288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5725227816088168288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/11/21.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8796000395171556067</id><published>2009-11-20T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T18:48:25.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything in exchange for just a hug.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ NO-WORDS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_17.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;invincible-bonds :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Simple celebration at 18-chefs for both th birthday boys; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;ERIC &amp;amp; ED! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dinner was good and it seems lyk we were th noisy-iest in th entire restaurant. HAHA. lightsticks and sparkles were what we used as surprises for both th boys and i'm glad they like-d it alot. laughters here and thr is what we enjoyed most throughout everythng. spam pictures while at th playground. and pictures really speaks a thousand words! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8796000395171556067?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8796000395171556067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8796000395171556067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8796000395171556067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8796000395171556067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-words-simple-celebration-at-18-chefs.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8706082682416737431</id><published>2009-11-17T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:46:14.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think i was stupid to ask abt tht.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ IKEA!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bestf_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 274px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/bestf_2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ikea craves :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright today. just tht didn't report for duty this morning partly cos i was lazy and partly cos woke up not feeling really well. and yes, you read it right, i'm sick again. coughing lyk kinda badly, lyk gg from bad to worse. but well, thanks for th call E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help-ed out in buffet lunch though. wit R and J. but end-ed up eating only ice-cream since didn't really have th appetite and all. met up wit V to watch salvo performance for tp artfest tgt wit a few others. they perform-ed really well. ohmy, totally got dian dao! HAHAHA. PCB after tht. my eyes were lyk hurting from staring into th computer screen. and all tht was running through my mind was, &lt;b&gt;"HOW TO ROUTE THIS STUPID THNG!"&lt;/b&gt; lyk seriously. what top layer, bottom layer shit. if this goes on, my perfect eye-sight will become in-perfect alrdy. serious. tell me abt it, i've got a total of 7CUs of computer stuff a week. how lyk tht? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wit best for meatballs at ikea. then ended up doing &lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt; for awhile before heading off. &lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt; has cause-d me so many sleepless nights but still incomplete! ohmy. sher, you needa speed thngs up. no tym no tym! and well, on a side note. i can't help but smile when i look at tht boy, seriously. ohmy, too bad. he's just one criteria away. think th girls and best will knw what i'm talking abt! HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8706082682416737431?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8706082682416737431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8706082682416737431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8706082682416737431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8706082682416737431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/11/ikea-school-was-alright-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8037612621119066400</id><published>2009-11-17T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:50:49.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idk why i miss-ed it so much .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ LONG-AGO.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_17.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;need time to keep tht smile alive;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahh wells, this space haven't been updated for a super long tym. cos apparently sher.tang have been super busy doing alot of stuff, or shld say attending to different thngs tht i barely have tym to switch on th laptop to blog or do any other thngs. ohmy. this mth has indeed been a super tiring month. i don't even have tym to slp. opportunities that i can slp is lyk on bus rides or on days when dad is in a super good mood. then will send me to school! seriously. and well, a brief update on what i've been doing recently! ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Salvo movie outing @ ehub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J's 18th bday chalet @ pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Salvo training on mondays and wednesdays @ school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Town-ed wit J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally got tht pair of white shoes from &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;topshop&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Town-ed wit Mayp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cafe-d and Korean food-ed wit Mayp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bday surprise wit th girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Town-ed wit V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dinner-ed wit V and WJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;CCN day @ school selling rose rocher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Met up wit I after 3 long years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;CCN's dreams performance @ audi1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Over-night-ed at V's hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hands percussion concert @ RP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;help-ed out @ Tprawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that's basically what i've been doing. and goes without saying. there are thngs that i can't say tht i'm doing. cos apparently it's still meant to be a secret until this coming weekend. soyupp. just stay tune-d kayyyyy. i'll sure update this space anytym i can. really! HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8037612621119066400?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8037612621119066400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8037612621119066400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8037612621119066400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8037612621119066400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2582241467477414708</id><published>2009-11-07T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:30:14.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give me more tym will you &quot;?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No pictures for today blog post.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm simply too lazy to upload photos on photobucket, &lt;br /&gt;then ltr transfer them over here.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! :&gt; i've got reasons why i'm lazy - reason being cos lately have been very busy doing stuff here and there. ohmy, i need tym for my sleeeeep! have been sleeping really lil lately! and lyk what B have suggested, i think i shld get myself a mattress on th floor, cos most of th tym, i find myself falling aslp on th floor rather than on my bed! ohmy. HAHAH! ohwells, what have i been busy abt lately? actually idk ehs, but what i knw is that i'm going to be busier as th week progresses! cos of club stuff, school work, someone's bday gift and all. soyupp BUSY!!!! and well today had first formal IES main-comm meeting today. got so many things to be done by nxt week! then by nxt meeting, each department have to do their own minutes and all, when i'm totally clueless what is it all abt. ohmyomhy. larlene! where are you?? HAHAH! i think i really need to manage my time well alrdy. so many thngs to do, so lil tym! whywhywhy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2582241467477414708?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2582241467477414708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2582241467477414708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2582241467477414708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2582241467477414708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-got-reasons-why-im-lazy-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3677211867617871509</id><published>2009-11-06T01:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T02:02:05.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how long is th timeline for forever?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SvMST-iTAAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/lgnOdit4AA4/s1600-h/tumblr_kqme7w0sYf1qzidboo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ POKE-D!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kqme7w0sYf1qzidboo1_5001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 465px; height: 341px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_kqme7w0sYf1qzidboo1_5001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Which one to tick? Lost.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh well, have been really busy lately i suppose. if not busy means th fact tht i'm too tired to switch on th lappy to just update this space of mine, that i knw got alot of silent readers. HAHAH. thick skin i knw, but somehow it make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, have been doing alot of thngs lately. lyk helping out in D-cup recruitment, CCA training, lunch-ing wit th mentors, HTHT wit L, dinner-ing wit ESC main-com, town-ing wit J to get J,s present but end up shopping on our own, HTHT wit J, and ofc getting my topshop shoes lyk finally! :&gt; life's been busy and when going through deep thinking, it makes me sadly. really, to th point tht it brings me to th brink of tears. lyk literally. ohmy, i shld really learn how to cope wit myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and well, on a personal note. i'm shutting myself away from this situation tht i'm in. and see how thngs go. don't ask me what, this is kept within me. not even my bestfriend knw what i'm talking abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3677211867617871509?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3677211867617871509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3677211867617871509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3677211867617871509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3677211867617871509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/11/poke-d-which-one-to-tick-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1614833279051168894</id><published>2009-11-03T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T02:04:17.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m stuck. again.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ MISS-ES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kqmdxbIHkd1qzidboo1_5001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 474px; height: 415px;" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_kqmdxbIHkd1qzidboo1_5001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are thngs this few days that are missing. idk what is it. please pardon this emo post for now, cos i'm currently thinking through lots of things. things that happened recently, and things that i've simply no idea why i feel th knot tighten-ing upon thinking it through. ohmy, this isn't a good feeling. but i still feel thr's a need for me to do some deep thinking. at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one, that sentence that i read keep re-appearing and idk why. and those thoughts tht i once had before came back unknowing-ly as i read through some stuff here and there. idk what is becoming of us. it's not as if there were something going on and all, but it's th ironies tht speaks in between tht i would lyk to question. mayb i was just thinking too much into th matter, and th friendship tht we have is just on th surface and you could well be talking to others in a way tht you'll nvr talk to me in. i've told myself repeated-ly tht this is all or more than i can ask, cos afterall you once said you don't lyk things tht tied you down. but i just don't uds why th difference? i need an answer. i'm lyk gg round in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel tht i've changed. changed into someone tht i don't even recognize. idk, mayb i'm just weird. that ppl don't really uds what th hell is going on in my mind, or what some thngs really mean to me. expressing it in a wrong manner is somethng tht i always do. it's a habit. i need to change. but sometyms i do wonder why don't i even have th privelage to ask. if irritation is what you feel. tell me. i'll stop. stop playing games wit my mind and pulling me up at my down-iest point. i'm just asking you to be thr when i ask and make me feel as if you care. is tht all difficult? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1614833279051168894?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1614833279051168894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1614833279051168894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1614833279051168894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1614833279051168894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/11/miss-es-there-are-thngs-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-4165323588770193928</id><published>2009-10-30T23:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:11:30.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it was more than i could ask.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ EVENT-FUL!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;Food was great; company was Better! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;School ended kinda early for me but wait-ed for Hid, supposedly to go for GL interview at SDC. but apparently someone was so late tht i had to wait so long but ended up gg for lunch at design wit th same bunch of ppl. HAHAH! slack here slack there befored heading home to catch some slp. left hse abt 5plus to meet C at his workplace before heading to meet th usuals to have a celebration bday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner@Phin's was not bad i guess. but got a lil bored over th food that we actually switched out maincourse around and stuff. all wasn't present, only a few of us lyk; &lt;b&gt;K,YS,V,M,RH,YW,GW,ME&lt;/b&gt; th rest either couldn't make it or had score to rush out. so yupp, crapp-ed over dinner and all. sent YW and GW off before meeting up wit E for movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eric_7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/eric_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;Thanks for th company! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch-ed &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;jennifer's body&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. actually it wasn't as scary as what i imagined it to be, but it did shock me a couple of tyms while E was lyk totally expressionless. ohmy! HAHAH, lyk got no reaction and all one. ahhwell, th movie ended arnd 1plus and since thr wasn't any more buses available at tht tym, we walk-ed back to school to celebrate Matt's bday. reach-ed sch a tad bit earlier, so went slack outside some lab since thr were aircon and stuff. sat and chatt-ed; literally in monotone, cos both of us were almost totally zonked out. went down to celebrate arnd 3plus. luckily didn't get involve in th cake-smash plsssss. HAHA. back to lab area to slack or shld say slp while th rest went to bathe and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=esc_10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/esc_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;Joy.Laughter.Peace.Love :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to slack and cam-whore over at sports comm after tht. super got th FO feel plsssss. HAHAH! left arnd 6plus to take bus home since was working at 10. ahhwells, thanks E for sending me home and ofc most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;for accompany-ing me th entire night! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-4165323588770193928?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/4165323588770193928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=4165323588770193928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4165323588770193928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/4165323588770193928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/event-ful-school-ended-kinda-early-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-7400503366270411460</id><published>2009-10-29T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:05:14.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no labels.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ 29.10.09&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=clement_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/clement_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute small boy - for once.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLEMENT ONG SHENG JIE! : &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-7400503366270411460?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/7400503366270411460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=7400503366270411460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7400503366270411460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7400503366270411460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/29.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8936687384282443784</id><published>2009-10-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:37:23.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somethngs are meant to be changed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ LATE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=UU8sftjMcorywk1d4IGjNrVgo1_4001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/UU8sftjMcorywk1d4IGjNrVgo1_4001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes; that's all i could ever ask for. Now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh well, life have just been th same lyk always recently. nothing much actually, just quite involve in engine stuff with th bunch of ever-so-high mentors! :&gt; other than tht is th usuals; lectures, tutorials, labs. CCA- somethng tht i look forward to every monday and wednesday! it might be a chore for some cos CCA is outside school timetable plus it just eat well into th tym you can do other thngs such as studying or even just to be home earlier to rest.. but well, it's just sth tht i enjoy! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of those word-load! thr's just this sth tht i want to get rid off my chest. today, or should say tonight. it hit on me again. th same old feeling tht i once had at th very beginning. my heart - at tht instant felt lyk a thousand ton, lyk as if a whole pile of stones and rocks have been added on me after what seems lyk a long tym. i miss-ed it. those tyms that were once somethng tht i kept looking forward too, or could see myself expecting it so much. i really miss-ed it. alot. i can't seem to express those feelings in words. it's a mixture of suck-y, sad-ness, or should say sth tht i thought i could give a shot into. but i guess, it was all a mistake that i learnt after a long long tym. and yes, through th hard way. but well, it all have to go. i wasn't given a choice. but if i were given a second chance, i would make it known how much it meant to me and for once take up th courage to question what are your priorities. ohwells, mayb it was all too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8936687384282443784?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8936687384282443784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8936687384282443784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8936687384282443784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8936687384282443784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/late-yes-thats-all-i-could-ever-ask-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1359276734718706295</id><published>2009-10-22T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:02:41.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometyms i just love that smile of yours.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ NICE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ESC_9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ESC_9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Three Friends! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a fine day whereby i went to school feeling a lil sick, as was running a fever th entire night th previous day. thankfully it went away in th morning when i woke up, but i woke up wit cough and throatpains. tell me abt it plssssssss. but well, recieved a txt from Z otw to school. and went to meet him before gg for lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my surprise, Z bought &lt;b&gt;LUO HAN GUO&lt;/b&gt; for me! ohmy! touch-ed max plssssss. and he even accompanied me to my classroom before gg off for his break! ahhhh well, and though th drink was really bitter and stuff, but i drank it all up! :&gt; did seriously help a lil bit here and thr! so really thanks alot kayy! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psychology lecture to end wit after a super long day. imagine having lesson from 10am all th way until 7pm, having only 1hour break in between. ohmyohmy. tell me abt it! and yes, i sort of lyk th lecturer though some say he's a lil weird. i just lyk thngs in different perpective i suppose! ohwells, dad came fetch me again! and home-d for dinner. okay, tha'ts my thursday. what abt yours? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to end off, &lt;b&gt;THANKS ALOT Z! REALLY APPRECIATE! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1359276734718706295?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1359276734718706295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1359276734718706295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1359276734718706295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1359276734718706295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/nice-thursday-was-fine-day-whereby-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3736486410234089948</id><published>2009-10-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T23:44:39.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think i&apos;m thinking abt you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ TEA APPRECIATION!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ESC_8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ESC_8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're one big Family! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIRD DAY&lt;/b&gt; of school started at 9 and thankfully i woke up and reach-ed school on tym; at least within th 15mins grace period. HAHAH. school was alright i suppose. first cds lesson on th last 2hours of a school day which also make me attend appreciation tea late! HAHAH. class was okayy i suppose, i somehow lyk my tutorial teacher though he's somewhat kinda sharp-tongue-d and all. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to join th others at tea appreciation thr after tutorial. and guess what, they "welcome-d" me wit a happy bday song again! super anyhow plssssssss. soyupp, snapp-ed snapp-ed snapp-ed. then went into LT to sing sing sing until lyk think school system pop-ed up and tell us to switch off computer and leave th LT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salvo training was best! learnt actions here and thr, now only left wit tht hard part to learn only! now i need to learn how to look fierce and all! i can't keep th espression! ohmy! HAHAH! thinking abt it just makes me laugh plssss. howhowhow? how to look fierce man! AHHHH! funny much. ohwells. didn't join th rest for dinner cos wasn't really feeling well. fever! ohmy! kayy, i think i'm typing rubbish alrdy! BYEEE PPL! :&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3736486410234089948?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3736486410234089948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3736486410234089948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3736486410234089948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3736486410234089948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/tea-appreciation-third-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6635948592692546843</id><published>2009-10-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:38:13.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when it came all arnd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i was confused.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ ON-LOOP!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ESC_6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ESC_6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q952 mentors unite! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECOND DAY&lt;/b&gt; of school was just alright. met up wit th mentors again during break again! :&gt; but wasn't really feeling well alrdy, but still had to attend school and all. throat had this irritating feeling inside all th while until lyk school ended. ohmy, can't imagine how i actually tolerated school until 5 today mans. seriously. ohwells, dad came fetch me after school. went back home and slept lyk a pig, only waking up to bathe and then back to sleep again. soyupp, pardon me kayy? all those that txt-ed me and i took ages to reply! hahaha, this type of thngs really bobian one. was feeling kinda sick and couldn't really bother abt th hp. which was probably just nxt to me. so sorry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6635948592692546843?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6635948592692546843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6635948592692546843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6635948592692546843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6635948592692546843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-loop-second-day-but-wasnt-really.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6554881208899229881</id><published>2009-10-19T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:26:35.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayb you were just a pleasure for th eye.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ FIRST-DAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ESC_7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ESC_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mentor love ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST-DAY&lt;/b&gt; of school was alright i guess. lyk just th usuals, and walking into school in slippers is somethng that i really lyk! HAHAH! or shld i say, i don't lyk to wear shoes. and slippers and far-most my favourite! WHOOO! and i'm still intending to get another pair though i just got my pink-jelly one not long ago! HAHA! ahh welll. how can i get enough of slippers :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soyupp, th mentors met up for lunch today and all of us were wearing th EEO red shirt. HAHA! nicenice. lunch company was great just tht they sang lyk happy bday song for me at itas! and yes again, i've no idea how many tyms they want sing sia. HAHA! funny much plssssssss. and well, th rest of th school day was just alright. computer programming sth tht is new to me. got lost somewhr here and thr but went back right on track soon after. and ofc, salvo training at night was just best! seriously. and for now, withdrawing myself from th cca is ofc not even an option. but having tht in mind, tym for time-management alrdy. time-table isn't that good actually. soyupp. that's all for now! and i got into psychology for cds. ohmy. what to expect?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6554881208899229881?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6554881208899229881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6554881208899229881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6554881208899229881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6554881208899229881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-mentor-love-first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3122740837040559486</id><published>2009-10-18T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:04:24.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thr&apos;s more i wanted to say.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ BIRTHDAY '09!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ESC_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ESC_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;strangers to friends; :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; suprise by october orientation &lt;a href="mailto:mentors@jurong"&gt;mentors@jurong&lt;/a&gt; cafe. was kinda taken aback cos was happily crapping and talking wit K and Z at th other table. then suddenly they came in wit 4 slices of cakes wit a lighted candle! sang kinda loud until th rest of th coffee shop just sang along! HAHA! cos at first joses actually wanted to annouce and say it was my bday after subcomm mentors debreif over at th LT. but apparently forgot since he was tired and all. thankfully. but was touch-ed laaaa. thks so much guys! we are indeed one big family-heeee. HAHA! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brings out th meaning of friendship! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#02&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:surprise@V"&gt;surprise@V&lt;/a&gt; hse. was actually kinda sians and stuff at th beginning alrdy. i mean as th starting of th day wasn't really good. waking up to a empty hse, having th feeling tht your own family don't even rmb that it's your bday today. and then not being able to meet up wit th girls and all. so was lyk having th disappointed feeling and stuff alrdy. but what changed it abt was meeting up wit th usuals at yishun. th surprise came in when i'm lyk playing spot th difference on V's laptop! HAHA! was shock-ed. literally. and i made E dirty! HAH! :&gt; but was really thankful tht E and M came though they were lyk really sick. and i really like th present plus th video tht they made! ohmy! TOUCHED MAX! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, 17th birthday this year was not bad afterall. celebrated wit a whole new grp of people that i only knw this year. but they are th ones that made my life interesting i suppose. in poly at least. ai si ni men alrdy laaaaaaaaaa ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3122740837040559486?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3122740837040559486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3122740837040559486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3122740837040559486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3122740837040559486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-09-01-suprise-by-october.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2881828479953902967</id><published>2009-10-16T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T04:04:54.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words that were found alongside th road.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ 14-16TH; MENTOR!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ESC_3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/ESC_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With us; you'll never walk alone! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good &lt;b&gt;3D2N&lt;/b&gt;mentor-ing alongside wit th rest of th other mentors. 14th was refresher for those 25mentors that were choosen to be mentors for th upcoming october orientation for th freshmen. was really fun having to do th 2 engine mass dances, tp mass dance, tp songs, hand-sign songs wit th rest, whereby everyone all got high in spirits and all! :&gt; th nxt 2days was th thng mans! mentor-ed Q952 tgt wit &lt;b&gt;Gina &amp;amp; XianDan&lt;/b&gt;. was great joy too! :&gt; lyk each of us really played apart of interacting wit th rest of th freshies though it was kinda tough at th starting when everyone was just very new to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall experience for this entire mentor thngy was great! apart from those late nights that we either spend playing games and slacking it off, think th friendship bonds that were forge between us were awesome! :&gt; it's lyk a grp of strangers gathered together, got to barely knw each other at th start, and thru th many tyms that we all lead cheers together; we all became bonded. not as mentors but as friends! &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;GREAT TIME SPENT! WIT AWESOME SCHOOL MATES :&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : i finally got th collar-ed engine shirt!! WHOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2881828479953902967?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2881828479953902967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2881828479953902967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2881828479953902967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2881828479953902967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/14-16th-mentor-it-was-good-3d2n-th-nxt.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8643323299406804069</id><published>2009-10-12T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T01:00:05.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thr&apos;s nth more i&apos;m asking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i just want you to treat me lyk th rest.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ AWAIT-ED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=weijin_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/weijin_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;this pic is long overdue-ed; other pics will be up soon!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is gg to be a super long post; so please bare wit th words. i'll try my best to shorten it. cos i haven't recieved and pictures of th various happenings. so yupp. so sorry if you get bored half way thru. i'll seriously try my best to keep it short and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THURS.1&lt;/b&gt; was day-out wit K and WJ. met up wit WJ for lunch then &lt;a href="mailto:interview@international"&gt;interview@international&lt;/a&gt; plaza. crap-ed here and thr. then off to cityhall to meet K. went over to slack at K's hse before heading back to school for mooncake festival celebration. we practically went thr slack. chatt-ed abit wit ryan and joe before heading for &lt;a href="mailto:dinner@techno"&gt;dinner@techno&lt;/a&gt; when V arrived. bus-ed wit R and C after that. tiring day i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRI/SAT.2-3;&lt;/b&gt; was MTC for me. first day was fun ttm plsss. played station games and bonded wit a grp that which was name-d &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SWA-ZI!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; high and enthu ppl wit fun and crazy LL and dip-head. th night walk was seriously creepy, that left th only 3girls in th grp screaming their heads off. HAHA! slacking session wit a few of them plus others from other grps. ended off wit matthew sharing a couple of ghost stories that was quite freaky. cos it's lyk 4plus5 in th morning and th whole grp of us were at sports com listening to ghost stories in a very dark environment. HAHA! th guys sent th girls back to their bunks before heading off for more slacking! :&gt; second day was not bad. everyone got really wet. and guess what, i fell during th first station games and ended up laughing it off! HAHA. how fun. and well, didn't join them for dinner after that. was really zonked out and stuff. plus was working th nxt day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUN.4;&lt;/b&gt; was work for me from afternoon to evening. then off back to home straight to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MON.5;&lt;/b&gt; was work for me from morning to afternoon then met K to go school tgt since thr was training. dinner-ed after tht as usual then home-d early. slept lyk a pig since th nxt day was opening again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TUES.6;&lt;/b&gt; was working for me from morning to evening cos shah extended my working hours for 3hours. and yes! i finally had my stuff meal! ham&amp;amp;bacon penne in cream sauce! WHOO! :&gt; was supper shag-ed after work tht i slept in every single bus tht i board. be it th 64 from clarkequay to boon keng. or th 23 from boon keng to tampines interchange. so yupp, met mel after her work then off for class bbq &lt;a href="mailto:over@aranda"&gt;over@aranda&lt;/a&gt;. stayed until 11plus before bro came to fetch me home. didn't stay over. was yet another tiring day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WED.7;&lt;/b&gt; was an exercising cum training cum mass dinner day. badminton in th early afternoon then training then had mass dinner wit almost all th &lt;a href="mailto:salvo-rian@open"&gt;salvo-rian@open&lt;/a&gt; plaza. HAHA! talk-ed crap-ed. and RH still owe me my chinchow drink! HAHAH. home-d after that. was really tired. and nxt day still had work before chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THURS-SAT.8-10;&lt;/b&gt; was salvo &lt;a href="mailto:chalet@aranda"&gt;chalet@aranda&lt;/a&gt;!!! :&gt; th 3days2nights was fun ttm plssssss. from th games at night tht shock-ed me a lil that was really fun! to th tonn-ing session over at th beach on th second night, to th movie marathon at night on th first night to th second night games session to th preparing of th bbq food to th bond-ing sessions wit both th juniors and th seeniors to th slping in th living room and squeezing on th beds. it's just a total fun from th beginning to th end. SERIOUS! was seriously one of th best chalets that i've ever been to after so long. and it really seems lyk a big family rather than just a pure CCA grp! &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SALVO LOVE PLSSSSS!!! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUN.11;&lt;/b&gt; was a sleep in day plus family day for me! :&gt; slept all th way until lyk 2plus in th afternoon. then went for brunch wit &lt;a href="mailto:family@toapayoh"&gt;family@toapayoh&lt;/a&gt;. off to visit grandma for awhile. then off for groceries shopping! :&gt; and guess what, i left my hp at home thinking that brunch wld be somewhr near home. but yupp. return-ed home and realised i've got 5 unread msges. HAHA! and i think i shld seriously get rid of th habit of replying ppl super late after they have txt-ed me. for instance, during th chalet it self, i took 6hours to reply a normal txt after i've read it! HAHA. friend txt-ed me at 12plus, i replied at 7plus8. HAHAH! ohmyohmy! ohwells, this type of thngs bobian one! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, dont wit th word-y updates! shall go off to bed alrdy. tmr working opening. thankfully thr's auntie T to wake me up and then prepare breakfast for me !!! YAY! :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8643323299406804069?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8643323299406804069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8643323299406804069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8643323299406804069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8643323299406804069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/await-ed-this-pic-is-long-overdue-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-9154784213498260</id><published>2009-10-01T02:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:41:23.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ytd was a silence.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ LIST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SsOioVQ8MsI/AAAAAAAAAaU/47sGZ2Hzkew/s1600-h/tumblr_kqmeu8xJXJ1qzidboo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387328393051910850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SsOioVQ8MsI/AAAAAAAAAaU/47sGZ2Hzkew/s320/tumblr_kqmeu8xJXJ1qzidboo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attended almost all of salvo training. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Work-ed quite diligently @ bakerzin though it's really quite slack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recieved my 1.1 results and failed ckt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recieved my 1.1 results and did okay for th rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attended supp rememdial for ckt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Studied hard for ckt until i freaked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sat for supp paper and left 1 hour earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for outing/dinner sessions wit th usuals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K-session-ing wit th usual on a public holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Movie-d wit wj. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ate korean cuisin wit mayp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Supper-ed wit D after so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Surprised Vivian for her bday wit th usuals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reached home really late this few times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attended ESC, MTC briefing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attended ESC subcomm workshop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE YET TO ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go for job interview wit wj later on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check supp results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attend MTC from friday to saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go lantern-ing wit th usuals as it's zhongqiujie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watch horror movie wit wj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Work @ bakerzin for longer hours and more days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attend Q907's chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attend Salvo's chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mentor for th oct-intake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celebrate sher's bday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sat for G8 mock paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sat for G8 real examination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celebrate K's bday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celebrate C's bday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See Best for what seems to be th longest tym. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Learn finish xuan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay, that's lyk all i can think of so far. pack-ed really pack-ed ttm. Haven't really slept well for th pass few days or say week? think i'm seriously suffering from insomnia plsssss. HAHA! this few days lyk can't slp until it's lyk wee hours in th morning, when i can literally here th birds chirping outside my window. i only slp when my mum wakes up and then only waking up when th entire hse is empty except th maid. ohmy, bodyclock is totally screwed. HAHA! and sth random first. thks D for th treat to prata and ofc paying for my cab-fare home ytd. it was nice talking to D. conversation wit him was nvr stuck at one topic, and tht's what i lyk abt it. more catch-ing up session's ya? HAHA! okay, i think i ought to get ready alrdy. meeting wj for lunch then interview before heading off to meet K. going school to support mid-autumn festival i suppose. look look see see arnd. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-9154784213498260?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/9154784213498260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=9154784213498260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/9154784213498260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/9154784213498260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/10/list-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SsOioVQ8MsI/AAAAAAAAAaU/47sGZ2Hzkew/s72-c/tumblr_kqmeu8xJXJ1qzidboo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35039434.post-5642934028580887566</id><published>2009-09-30T02:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T03:07:20.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayb it&apos;s really tym.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ THAT'S IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SsJXFESUH5I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XCQfNhs68aA/s1600-h/happiness-quote-05%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386963848850055058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SsJXFESUH5I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XCQfNhs68aA/s320/happiness-quote-05%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through th quiet tyms these few days, what i realise and what i notice brought everythng to an end i suppose. th important-cy tht you've taken into account by just simple things that you always do is a clear message that was brought across; to me at least. but somehow or rather, what i felt was as if it's lyk a long long long long story that was left untold and left unknown by many. mayb you were just not sensitive enough to at least notice somethng wasn't right wit me, or thngs were just plain and simple as it is. sometyms i do wonder if things you told me were really things that you really wanted to tell me, but not just out of pure courtesy. i can't make myself believe or think of thngs that are right smack at th back of my mind. mayb afterall, i was just another friend, another friend that you wanted to get over with. i was an irritant. i got th message now i hope. and yes, i will shut up. and ofc, i think you wouldn't even notice and ofc i wouldn't dare to think you would even ask. yes sher, just shut th hell up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5642934028580887566?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5642934028580887566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5642934028580887566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5642934028580887566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5642934028580887566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-it-through-th-quite-tyms-these.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SsJXFESUH5I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XCQfNhs68aA/s72-c/happiness-quote-05%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35039434.post-1020593609726732120</id><published>2009-09-26T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:16:53.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i cannot make it known how much you mean to me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging yet again using hp!! :&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hahah, lazy to switch on lappy since it's just so convenient!! so well, slept until it was time to get reading for work. work-ed closing today!! Fun fun fun but tiring as usual. and at work today i made a drink and serve it!! whoooo!! Happy much plssssss :&gt; tmr is going to be a long day yet again, but doing somethng very meaningful. You guys will find out what isit soon luhh okayy?? Hahah. Will have a detailed blogpost abt it very very very soon!! :&gt;stay tune for nxt weeeeekkkk!! :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1020593609726732120?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1020593609726732120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1020593609726732120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1020593609726732120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1020593609726732120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogging-yet-again-using-hp-hahah-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8204188320961595466</id><published>2009-09-24T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:51:13.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save me from this mess i&apos;ve gotten into.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ TIME-OUT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If time can slow down; how nice? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work from 12-6 today. when thr's customers, all just keep coming. when thr's no customers, minutes seems lyk hours! HAHA! :&gt; was late for work today for say a few minutes cos 139 took forever to come.\ lucky-ly shop wasn't busy when i reached. if not wilfred and shah wld have just slaughtered me thr! HAHA. was a enjoyment working wit th rest of them today :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salvo was okayy ytd. didn't really do much though. learnt th front part of xuan only. then spent th rest of th tym stoning/slacking/talking to yuanwei and a few others. dinner-ed and then bus-ed wit cheryl and amanda. found a new route back ytd, and it's gg to be th route i take back whenever dinner is at cpf alrdy. cos i won't miss my last bus anymore. cos th last bus from serangoon interchange to my hse is at 1245! YAY! :&gt; hk-drama-ed abit when reach home. then chatt-ed abit on th phone until it's tym for both of us to slp! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells, thr's work tmr. then piano. ohman, i just rmb-ed. i need to get stuff from spotlight prolly before th weekends. thr's alot of things to be done! time, why are you slipping away so quickly? after this coming wk, i'm gg to be super busy wit chalets,camps,workshop and all. i'll see how i can update this space wit photos lyk always kayy?? :&gt; miss me plssssssssssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8204188320961595466?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8204188320961595466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8204188320961595466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8204188320961595466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8204188320961595466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-out-if-time-can-slow-down-how-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8189557996507733417</id><published>2009-09-22T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:42:38.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i can just wait for now.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ SELF-LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SrkI7ewPKbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/pIObf8DG1v0/s1600-h/tumblr_korrkpO2di1qzidboo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384344647458826674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SrkI7ewPKbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/pIObf8DG1v0/s320/tumblr_korrkpO2di1qzidboo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's good to do some self-praiser sometyms; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day was good today cos it started off wit movie-ing. it has been a super long tym since i last catch a movie man. think th last show was &lt;b&gt;PROPOSAL&lt;/b&gt; wit V. and that's that. so yupp, met wj for &lt;b&gt;WHITEOUT&lt;/b&gt; today. show was not bad, just tht got some parts, my heart seriously almost drop out. and all wj did was laugh at me. super anyhow, but ty alot for th jacket and your arm tht i grab so hard when th scary parts came. HAHA! :&gt; walk-ed over to millenia walk to find K. chit-chatting on th way thr was nice! and yupp, just slack-ed and waited until K ended work. walk over to suntec to find KL before dinner-ing at &lt;a href="mailto:subway@raffles"&gt;subway@raffles&lt;/a&gt; city. by then wj went off to find his friend alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, i think it's kinda a norm for me to get what i'm getting now alrdy. lyk i don't miss not getting it back, and i don't wait for it to come lyk stupid-ly anymore. what i gave, it's really what i feel alrdy. but i uds th fact tht what i feel is not necessary-ly what you feel. i don't want to be a pest. come back to find me when you feel lyk it, idk how long i'll wait. but for now, i shall just stop being an irritant. i guess, by now you guys must be wondering what i'm typing abt right. but i'm not gg to tell you :&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8189557996507733417?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8189557996507733417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8189557996507733417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8189557996507733417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8189557996507733417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-love-its-good-to-do-some-self.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SrkI7ewPKbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/pIObf8DG1v0/s72-c/tumblr_korrkpO2di1qzidboo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35039434.post-5149353869377053622</id><published>2009-09-21T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:44:12.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want to look straight into your eyes.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ MESS-Y!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=salvo_6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/salvo_6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometyms it's just pure silence; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was k session wit &lt;b&gt;E,C,M,MP,RH,YS,V,K&lt;/b&gt;. a total of 9 person squeezing in such a small room. but was nice and all, especially during those high-high songs and duet songs. kinda fun. head-ed off to bugis for dinner after that. wj drop-ed by. arcade-d abit, didn't really play only watched. and yupp, had a mini-catchup session wit wj while th rest were playing. HAHA! sher lyks it! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short post for today. dk what to type. not really in th feel, cos i still feel bad abt what happen-ed just now though idk if it's my fault or not. meeting wj in th afternoon to catch a movie i suppose, then to paper-market to look for some stuff, then to meet K and YS for dinner. yes, that's my life so far. busy, but it's gg to get even more busy come october! :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5149353869377053622?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5149353869377053622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5149353869377053622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5149353869377053622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5149353869377053622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/mess-y-sometyms-its-just-pure-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5097034150828550188</id><published>2009-09-20T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:48:18.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we&apos;re stuck wit each other.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;♥ K CUISINE-ING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of those sundays, that i slept in all th way until 3pm before waking up. woke up wit a few miss calls and messages. found it quite amazing how i manage to slp through of them when my hp was on my bed all th while since last night. HAHA. it turn out to be quite a norm falling aslp next to my laptop this few days, cos i have been watching gossip girls through until th wee hours of th morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner-ed wit mayp at some korean restuarant located at chinatown today to have a somesort belated bday celebration for her. food was not bad, but a tad bit expensive. photos taken using her camera, so shall ask her to send me when she's online. am craving for ice-cream. but look at th tym now. 2:07am! HAHA. and well, am looking forward to more stayovers at mayp's hse soon! YAY! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k session wit th few usuals tmr. will only be working for 3days this week. and yes, i'm gg to meet WJ up to movie soon! can't wait. just chat-ed wit him on msn not long, he just went offline though. man, seriously missing him man. ohwells, shall plan some group dinner again since he didn't come by tht tym. okay, off to gossip girl again. shall blog again tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SrZtcmm-2QI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eu4jH6AwWXQ/s1600-h/UU8sftjMco4zx4bnetMiPLHdo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5097034150828550188?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5097034150828550188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5097034150828550188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5097034150828550188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5097034150828550188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-7353592954649816520</id><published>2009-09-19T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:23:07.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i said you&apos;re special; i meant it.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ 17/18 SEPT '09!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometyms random-ness goes a long way; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;/b&gt;A good yet tiring day. day was filled wit bus rides and train rides almost from th start of my day. first day at work@&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bakerzin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; today. and i've no idea why was i posted to UEsquare of all places. need to travel wit both train and bus just to get to work. and well, work was kinda slacky today. 6hours seems to be forever. learnt quite a bit though! and wilfred praised me for th good work today! YAY! :&gt; off for piano after work then to woondlands to meet &lt;b&gt;E,C,M,KL,K,V,YS&lt;/b&gt; for dinner at 515 after their audition over at rp. dinner was nice; company was awesome! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;/b&gt; Met up wit J and M for town today after what seem lyk ages since we 3girls meet up to shop or just walk arnd. sadly S couldn't join us. was suppose to meet up at an earlier tyming but ended up meeting 2hours ltr. walk-ed arnd fareast, and thr was a blogshop bazzare gg on at th basement. M got a biker-jacket from thr. nice! then roam-ed arnd town, before settle-ing for dinner at &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;shokudo@heeren!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; chit-chatted here and there. update-d each other abt what was going on since didn't really meet up since hols started. lots of fun plus laughter! :&gt; E drop-ed by later before heading to find K after tht. took bus-ed wit J and M before gg seperate ways. timbre-d abit. then off for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr shall be a good girl and stay at home. don't want mum to start nagging abt me gg home late everyday! and i'm still wondering if i shld go work banquet during th F1 period. person contacted me alrdy. lyk just. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-7353592954649816520?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/7353592954649816520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=7353592954649816520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7353592954649816520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7353592954649816520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/1718-sept-09-sometyms-random-ness-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6183023128982839165</id><published>2009-09-17T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T03:11:41.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it was all meant to be; but when?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ CIRCLE-S!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SrKGXRaMDdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/EoWUQNG5nYo/s1600-h/tumblr_kprk9tkaeH1qzal4bo1_500%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382512239029521874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SrKGXRaMDdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/EoWUQNG5nYo/s320/tumblr_kprk9tkaeH1qzal4bo1_500%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;How i wish things can go this way;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so today was a slack-y/stone-y day actaully. pretty tired and zonk-ed out after so many sleepless nights. and seriously think i'm suffering from insomnia. and a matter of fact is tht my eyebags are really bad. need to find a day whereby i really slp th whole day kind soon man! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school earlier to supposed-ly revise ckt wit J and G before supp paper starts at 230. but apparently was kinda a fail-thng cos we ended up crapping and talking rubbish. YS dropp-ed by for awhile. then chat-ted for a abit when i spotted my ckt lecturer. so decided to ask questions abt impedence that drove th brain out of me and E ytd, and that was when YS went off to find her akido mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper was alright i guess, lyk can pass and all. left 1-hour earlier though. but i have got a better feeling for this than for th main paper i had th last tym round. hope everythng just turns out fine. really don't want to retake this module nxt sem. so off to tm to get my working pants before heading home. home-d and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to find K ltr in th night. walk-ed from suntec area to rochor tauhuey. talk-ed quite abit today. but well, what's th conclusion over so many matters? thr ain't a need for me to change myself just because thr's someone out thr tht i can't stand. speaking when thr's a need, taking th iniative when nesscary. apart from that, i think a full-stop is all we need. agree wit this statement K ? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kprk9tkaeH1qzal4bo1_5001.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6183023128982839165?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6183023128982839165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6183023128982839165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6183023128982839165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6183023128982839165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEafbYSCvFY/SrKGXRaMDdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/EoWUQNG5nYo/s72-c/tumblr_kprk9tkaeH1qzal4bo1_500%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35039434.post-710092531054242267</id><published>2009-09-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:21:27.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks alot for today.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ OH-WELLS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=random_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/random_2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black coffee + calculator; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohwells, as stated. th two things above became my best-buddy for th past 2days. cos apparently supp paper for ckt is tmr and i've been mugging and studying my utmost best for th past 2days. camp-ing at coffee bean for say almost practically half th day; reaching thr when th sky is bright, and leaving only when th sky is pitch black! HAHAH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so today was th same as ytd and saturday. was over at ehub's coffee bean studying ckt. ytd was alone wit really focus productive study but went almost crazy towards th back part when i couldn't get a bit of this particular chapter. today was wit th company of E. really admire his patience sometimes, lyk explaining over and over again when i cannot get it. ohman, i must be really irritating. and if not for E, i think dinner is a sure skip for me today yet again. but he "pull-ed" me over for mr-chicken rice for dinner before more studying. and impedence is seriously such a bitch. just can't figure it out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;studied abit then slack-ed then off to take bus home. E took bus wit me today. slack-ed and chatted abit before walking me home though. nice; and sher lyks it! :&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and for today, i really want to thank E alot alot alot alot alot alot alot and alot more! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dk how to put it into words, but seriously greatly appreciated. will definietly treat him to a nice meal or somethng one! :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-710092531054242267?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/710092531054242267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=710092531054242267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/710092531054242267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/710092531054242267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-wells-black-coffee-calculator.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-7355789825466556717</id><published>2009-09-14T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:02:48.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wonder if you meant what you said.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ SECURE-D!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=random_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/random_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for what you said ; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;school-ed in th early afternoon to study for abit before ckt supp remedial starts at 2. E came down too. teh-bing treat from him before heading to LT. remedial was okay i suppose, but all th lecturer did was go thru th main exam paper, and that's it. found myself quite stupid for not knowing how to do those questions before since a matter of fact was that if i really went to practice those tutorial questions, i would have just easily just pass th paper. ohwells, all is done and i can't rewind time. anyways, really want to thank E for accompany-ing me for th supp remedial though. greatly appreciated! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;head-ed off to dhouby after remedial wit E and J. E had to get some mat for his friend and i had papers/rub-ons that i want to get from make-with-love. soyupp, head-ed there. and finally set my hands on th stickers that i want! :&gt; but it cost me $21.45 just for 4 pieces of stickers/papers. quite expensive to think that it's just stickers and papers. but it's really really really nice and useful when it comes to card-making and stuff, which is apparently sth tht i enjoy doing alot. E had to go centerpt to get th mat since th outlet at ps don't have, which means more tym that i have to spend in th shop. stay-ed a lil longer before gg to th busstop to meet E to bus back to sch for cca tgt since we're both alrdy late.&lt;br /&gt;J head-ed home soonly after getting her bbt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bus ride back to school was nice. chat-ed here and there, abt almost everything randomly. HAHA! was late for training today for an hour, and for tht i think i screwed th "test" today. mistakes from th starting of th score that made me freak out, and tht made me make more mistakes at th back. okay, i shan't talk abt it. just mistakes after mistakes to sum it all up. and we celebrated th september babies bday after training. and then off for dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i learnt sth new today on th way back home. bus-ed wit jiamin and senior huiying(??) today. ask-ed quite abit abt th drum that we are learning. which includes things from th meaning of scores to history abt how salvo came abt and stuff. it was enlighting i must say. interesting overall,&lt;br /&gt;made me uds more abt th drum that i'm playing!! WHOO! totally loving it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohwells, tiring day afterall. and i think i shld stop slping at th wee hours of th morning anymore. must force myself to slp lyk earlier. if not nxt day confirm cui. alright, supp exam paper is on a thurs. studying over at downtown again, &lt;br /&gt;since i seriously lyk th atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm meeting V for lunch too. E might pop by in th evening. but not sure yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;shall end here for now. i'm super tired. eyes aren't really closing yet though.&lt;br /&gt;but ohwells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-7355789825466556717?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/7355789825466556717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=7355789825466556717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7355789825466556717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7355789825466556717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/secure-d-thank-you-for-what-you-said.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3204258363540014263</id><published>2009-09-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:39:01.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m not paranoid. just afraid.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ DOWN-TOWN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;afraid; very afraid that you'll feel annoy-ed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't meet up wit J and C for tanning today partly due to th fact tht i couldn't drag myself out of bed and also th fact tht th sun was on-off today. and apparently, we end-ed up conferencing and deciding if we're gg to meet for lunch or sth since tanning was cancelled. but while conference-ing, i actually fell aslp. yes, literally. but not for very long i suppose. cos i was just resting my hp on my ear, and using my 2arms to hug stitch! HAHA! but yeah, didn't meet J in th end, cos someone was lazy to leave hse. so end-ed up slacking arnd at home until abt 1plus before leaving th hse for downtown to mugg for ckt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's th not-so-good-for-me story tht happen to me from th moment 109 reach-ed pasir ris. as in lyk th bus just set wheel into pasir ris. okay, this is what happen. when th bus was still at umc, it looked as if it's gg to rain, but it did not. so i was hoping really hard tht it do not rain until i board 89 and reach downtown. but apparently, it started raining super heavy way before it reach-ed th 89 busstop. and upon alighting from th bus, it rain-ed even heavier, and th best part was th busstop was so small that thr isn't a place whereby i can stand and hide myself from th rain. apart from this, th busstop was pack wit so many people. ohmy ohmy. and by th tym 89 arrived, i was almost totally drench-ed; wit my bag,clothes,slippers totally wet. rain water was practically dripping off me, nad a matter of fact is tht i was alrdy shivering at th busstop. anddth air-con on bus 89 was blasting. crapp! :&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this did not end here. having th thought tht i can finally sit down, drink a hot beverage and lyk settle down abit then study. went mac cafe, since i felt tht th studying atmosphere was actually not bad. foudn a corner, put down my bags, dry-up abit using tissue paper. then went to buy hot chocolate. when i was lyk in th mood to study all, one of th mac cafe staff came and told me tht studying was not permitted at all tyms. when apparently at tht tym, there was practically noone thr, eat;drinking or what so ever. was kinda piss actually, cos thr was another person from th nxt table who was also studying, but she wasn't chased. WTH! so, finished up my cup of hot choc and headed over to bk to mugg. and from bk, as i take random glances over to mac cafe, there were lyk soooo many people studying there can. WTH! this can really set my blood boiling, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, study until abt 5plus. then YS came down find me. talk-ed abit here and there, and settle-d my breakfast-cum-lunch-cum dinner. discuss-ed abt some stuff too, and everythng is sort of finalized actually .lyk have alrdy in mind, what to expect and all. YAY! i lyk ! : &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied abit more, until dad ring-ed me up saying tht he could pick me up. so went home earlier without meeting my aim of finishing until chap10. but chap6 is an achievement too i suppose. at least, right now. i can do questions from chap1-6!! YAY! and thr's supp remedial tmr. meeting E for lunch before tht though. alright, training starts at 6 tmr, so i guess i'm gg to spend th 2hours before tht mugging ckt yet again! wish me luck! :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3204258363540014263?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3204258363540014263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3204258363540014263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3204258363540014263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3204258363540014263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/down-town-afraid-very-afraid-that-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-744472908520114859</id><published>2009-09-12T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:22:07.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake-up call.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ IRONY-S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_koupoiqcg01qzidboo1_5001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; HEIGHT: 304px" height="297" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/tumblr_koupoiqcg01qzidboo1_5001.jpg" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it's easier said than done.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work from 7-3 today; and it's darn tiring. lunch rush was crazy, that i felt as if i was going to faint from th nosy/unreasonable/undecisive customers to supervisors tht are unwilling to help when th rush is lyk crazy. but apart from this, work was tiring but fun considering tht i had a good tym laughing my head off doing opening wit S. alright, so head-ed home straight after work to catch-up some slp. but Ryan rang me up randomly when i was on th bus home, and we chatted for a good half hour. i lyk! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, tym for some random moments again; sth happen in th ltr part of th day today tht left me kinda stone-y. lyk th same old feeling of not knowing what to feel came back after tht phone call. mayb afterall, it's just me, me and me myself. i shld just go bang my head against th wall. and at this moment i feel lyk bungee-jumping. to clear th thoughts tht i have in my head. sometyms i really hate myself for being human; cos human speaks in ironies. perhaps, i wasn't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone time at downtown tmr to mug for CKT supp paper. and i hope it's good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-744472908520114859?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/744472908520114859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=744472908520114859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/744472908520114859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/744472908520114859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/irony-s-its-easier-said-than-done.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2390720251015718630</id><published>2009-09-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:43:11.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish it was me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooooo!!!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;am blog-ing using hp right now cos i'm kinda lazy to switch on my dear lappy!! haha. ohwells, today was a slack-y day for me. woke up at abt 8 actually, to give E morning call. but to no avail, cos apparently he didn't answer. so fell back to slp. woke up at abt 10, rang E up again, and thankfully he was alrdy in school plus was on time to clock-in. then i went back to slp again!! :&gt; and this tym round, i slept all th way until 3plus then wake up!! did some work before heading to toapyoh for for lesson. HeadKed to suntec ltr to meet &lt;B&gt;M,C,K,V,Kl &amp; MARCUS&lt;/B&gt;. Settled dinner and train-ed home wit mM. And thank God i catch-edlast bus home!!! .&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2390720251015718630?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2390720251015718630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2390720251015718630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2390720251015718630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2390720251015718630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/helloooooo-and-this-tym-round-i-slept.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8710520878620226109</id><published>2009-09-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:13:57.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things could have turn-ed out better.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ THAT'S IT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;idk what to feel; &amp;amp; tht suck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so anyway. met up wit JY and LH today for abit before heading to school for training. satisfied &lt;b&gt;BnJ&lt;/b&gt; cravings at cathay. and went seperate ways after a tad bit over at made wit love. seriously think i shld make a trip thr and mayb just spend a few hours thr choosing pretty papers, rub-ons, and to mayb gain some inspiration on card-making since quite a number of friend's bdays are coming up! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was great today-at least for me; though th skin area outside th blister tht i have on my thumb sort of tear after th first full-score drumming straight after PT. PT wasn't as bad today as compared to monday though th muscleaches were almost everywhr recap-ed here and there; brush-ed up here and thr. and thr'll be sort of a test thngy nxt wk on &lt;b&gt;B.DAZHU&lt;/b&gt;. and this tym round is without any guidance from th seniors. but well, shld be alright i guess, only a few parts tht i'm not really confident in. shall watch videos, and practice on my own!! HAHA :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, apart from those above. i've just got sth tht i want rant out, or shld say make it a point to. at least i'm trying to, and yes. human speaks in ironies. so well, after this 2days. or shld i say, i'm giving myself another 2more days. after these 2days, i'm just gg to put myself on th "wait-ing list". shan't elaborate further. but even if i were to give in a couple of tyms, i shall force myself into a mindset whereby i won't be anticipating a response. and tht what i'm doing is just a form of stupidity tht i'm wallowing myself into. plus a matter of fact; i don't think th other party even take into account or putting it in a blunt way. th other party can't even be bothered. and ofc it's not a big issue either. FUCK IT! :&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8710520878620226109?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8710520878620226109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8710520878620226109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8710520878620226109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8710520878620226109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-it-idk-what-to-feel-tht-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-526377614494084056</id><published>2009-09-08T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:22:43.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hp camera qualitty suck'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ LONG-WAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;current=vivian_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/vivian_2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to be enjoying myself at sentosa today. but my dear moh, choose slp over me. and stupid me still happily waiting at home, looking forward as th clock ticks closer to th meeting tym :&lt; ohwells, slacked arnd at home watching cantonese drama on dvd. met V up for movie at amk in th evening. &lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;THE PROPOSAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was nice. made me tear abit towards th ending of th show. ohwells, th show was just overall nice la. and SG, pls be jealous tht i watch-ed it before you did! HAHA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed over to chomps for dinner-cum-desserts. chatted alot here and there. walk-ed from chomps to 854 busstop. had a good long talk! abt almost everythng? and it's just hard to believe tht we only knw each other for 6mths! but i'm just loving it ! :&gt; this is how IJ girls click i suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, there's training tmr! PT's before that, and i seriously have no idea how am i gg to survive through it; aching mmuscles that cause me to walk lyk a duck! ohman! :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-526377614494084056?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/526377614494084056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=526377614494084056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/526377614494084056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/526377614494084056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-way-was-suppose-to-be-enjoying.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-5437465911739870129</id><published>2009-09-07T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:07:40.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it was just too perfect to be real.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ DRUMM-ING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;current=SJC_12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do Re Me Fa So La Ti; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;marine drive-d in th early afternoon before heading to school to meet up wit V and YS. A1 bbt-ed after what seem lyk ages. then off to meet C and ED. slacked for abit in studio before PT officially start. after PT, i was lyk almost half cui alrdy. then training started. was abit blur at th beginning. but start to get th hang of it after a few re-caps. and i got distracted half of th tym. dk what got into me though, couldn't really focus and stuff. ohwells..  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dinner after tht didn't really help much i guess. idk if it's th tired-ness or whatsoever. but it was until super late in th night, or shld i say early morning th nxt day that made me cheer up. at least a lil; &lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;SHER SUCCESSFULLY GOT INTO ESC!!! :&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was happy and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-5437465911739870129?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/5437465911739870129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=5437465911739870129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5437465911739870129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/5437465911739870129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/drumm-ing-do-re-me-fa-so-la-ti-marine.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1553041237775737007</id><published>2009-09-06T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:16:20.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now it&apos;s just you and me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ INTERVIEWS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;current=kaleryn_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/kaleryn_1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Interlink-ed; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;met up wit my dear girl in th morning at serene center for a job interview that end-ed quite adbrupt-ly. can't stand th way th boss talks, and even if he offers th job, i think i won't take it up! okay, so we bus-ed to cityhall in search of eating good food. but ended up buying youtiao from food republic near convention center and ock at suntec. HAHA! walk-ed arnd, and soon it became sort of a job-hunting session. walk-in interview at bakerzin seem to be a confirm job alrdy. though th pay is quite low. but well, i quite lyk th atmosphere there! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bus-ed to simei for 18chefs. but we took th super long way. which is bus from cityhall to marine parade, hoping tht teoheng had space, so tht we can k. but apparently it doesn't, so bus-ed to pasir ris then train-ed to simei after tht. HAHA! 18chefs was kinda empty today. but we still had our meals there. chit-chatted here and there, but realised tht it just revolves around th same old topic! HAHA! taiko-ed a lil after tht. then home-d! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1553041237775737007?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1553041237775737007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1553041237775737007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1553041237775737007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1553041237775737007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/interviews-interlink-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-6506144280553176889</id><published>2009-09-02T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:10:38.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i just love you this much.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ F-it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Drowning_by_MrAlx.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/Drowning_by_MrAlx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried on th way back while walking tht dark route back from th back busstop. brave-d it thru tonight without calling anyone to accompany me; lyk over th phone. but was totally freak-ed out first by th grp of bangalas drinking under th block near th dark-glass-painted kindergarden, then by th out of th blue sneeze under th block out of nowhere, then to th smoking china man walking at th shelter, and then tht rat tht ran out out of nowhere, then to cockroaches tht crawl-ed pass th tip of my slippers down th slope; all freaked th shit out of me. lyk literally. was in a state of shock tht i stone-d for say a good 10-15mins upon reaching home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, today wasn't a good day for me. just screw that! :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-6506144280553176889?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/6506144280553176889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=6506144280553176889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6506144280553176889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/6506144280553176889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/f-it-cried-on-th-way-back-while-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-7758935120949613533</id><published>2009-09-01T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:28:31.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an assurance is all i need from you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ LAZY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=desktop.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/desktop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept practically th whole day today, and tht makes me a good girl today too. cos i stayed home th entire day, and today was th one of those rare days tht you see both bro and i home tgt at th same tym. cos usually it's either i'm out, or he's out or both of us are out. soyupp, tht practically explains my day. and hp's been quiet today too. feel kinda werid though. deep thinking at this moment is just not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i'm meeting best tmr. mayb K for dinner at night. and tht's it. can't wait for next week, cos training is finally starting!! :&gt; didn't drum for say 1 month alrdy. lyk literally hold dumsticks, and stand in front of a drum and drum. HAHA. if you get what i mean. okay, idk what to blog abt alrdy. lets hope saadiah get back to me for working schedule. and ka-chings! cos at th rate i'm spending, i'm gg broke soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait; bro's passing me his hp this friday if nth goes as plan-ed. can't wait. finally a qwerty keypad phone. i'm seriously kinda bored of touch screen alrdy. YAY! :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-7758935120949613533?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/7758935120949613533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=7758935120949613533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7758935120949613533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/7758935120949613533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy-slept-practically-th-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1388700579881117132</id><published>2009-08-31T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:11:32.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idk you well.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actually'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ HI-LO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=beth_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/beth_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You just know everything best; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;woke up kinda late today and gave teachers' day celebration at sj a miss today. and apparently moh and LH both didn't turn up last minute oso cos one was slping lyk a pigg and th other busy working. soyupp, ended up slacking arnd at home; wit lappy as my companion for th few hours until best called. and since both of us didn't have plans and all, decided to meet up to town. and i was late for 1hr15min. suppose to meet at 2 but i only reached at 315. tell me abt punctuality man! HAHA :&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;walk-ed arnd in search of some stuff before lunch-ing graffiti cafe for pohtian wanton mee! me loves it alot! :&gt; soyupp, walk-ed arnd and off to ion to explore. lyk seriously took tym to walk every level and all. chit chatted here and thr. small catching up session! :&gt; sher loves this ttm too! :&gt; and i promised best to bring her to icc and 18chefs before she leave for thailand for 1mth1wk. ohman! :&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E,C,M,KL,K,V,S &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;off to meet some of peeps as best headed home. dinner-ed @ &lt;b&gt;BEDOK85&lt;/b&gt; today! food was shiok and all. laugh-ed and all. bus wit KL,K,V. we took a townlink bus; and it went one big round. laugh-ed alot though thr were speechless moments. not those dk what to say kinds, but those dk how to react kinds. HAHA! KL is definietly a joker. ohwells, company enjoyment though! LOVES! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i'm staying home th whole day tmr; &lt;br /&gt;i don't want mum to start nagging abt me gg home late again :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1388700579881117132?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1388700579881117132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1388700579881117132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1388700579881117132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1388700579881117132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-lo-you-just-know-everything-best-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2143465529506718465</id><published>2009-08-30T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:48:31.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun happening-s.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ RED-LINE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_10-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_10-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Having fun is what we know best! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;trial &amp;amp; error&lt;/u&gt; baking wit V and K in th early afternoon. and i spent a few moments at K's hse sleeping while they do th moulding and stuff. HAHA! &gt;.&lt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;arcade-ed for abt 2hours. before heading to some kopitiam opp yishun safra for dinner. and for pool over at safra. didn't really play much, but daidee-ed for abit. took pictures and off! :&gt; meeting E,C,V,K for dinner at bedok tmr night. back to sec school tmr for teachers' day in th morning. meeting up wit a few of th girls! YAY! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohyes, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CONGRATS TO DARWIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for coming in 3rd for th fashion competition! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2143465529506718465?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2143465529506718465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2143465529506718465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2143465529506718465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2143465529506718465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/red-line-having-fun-is-what-we-know.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1955637398565248197</id><published>2009-08-29T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:26:23.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tym to re-whine th clock .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ IJ LOVE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IJlove.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/IJlove.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reminiscence; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;back to IJ for family day; it was a mixture of feeling at home and a total stranger. it was a joy to see so many familiar faces and ofc laughing it out together. miss those IJ days; it seems just lyk ytd tht each of us got caught for various offences and got a pink form for it. it's just worth thinking back to those good old days :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohwells, apart from those memories; th carnival was kinda boring though outside vendors were brought in and stuff. but seriously, we spent most of th tym stoning. stone-d quite alot in th canteen and headed to cp for lunch. then town-ed wit &lt;b&gt;joan,cindy,moh,jy,beth,yl.&lt;/b&gt; though beth and yl went off for din tai fung. HAHA. and yupp, got my pink havaianas!! WHOOO! E can be jealous for this! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;off to marina barrage randomly and we waited for th shuttle bus for superr long tht th sun even set-ed. and by th tym we reached thr, it was lyk super dark alrdy. attempted to play murderer, but failed badly. and daidee didn't last long too. so we just decided to cam-whore! HAHA. photos are upp on facebook alrdy. do check it out. but pardon those unglam/spastic photos. everyone was having a bad hair day apparently. HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cab-ed to cp after tht. jy and joan left after buying bbt. then off for some heart-to-heart wit moh and cindy at some random chair at th bus interchange. chat-ed quite abit; sort of an update of ourselves basically. picturessss taken again as usual, but cam battery died on me half way. so just settled using my dear viewty, tht moh just can't take stable shots wit. HAHA. and lastly was ofc home! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;today was not bad a day in conclusion. lots of catch-ing up. and ofc laughter! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1955637398565248197?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1955637398565248197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1955637398565248197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1955637398565248197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1955637398565248197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/ij-love-reminiscence-ohwells-apart-from.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-8557018597372468434</id><published>2009-08-28T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:35:48.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neither here nor there.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ SOLITUDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;over th moon! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was an okay day i suppose. baking in th morning, composing hmwk in th afternoon, school in th late afternoon to meet jamine, C and E for abit before heading to toapayoh for music theory. didn't meet mayp for dinner, cos had it wit dad. oh and had a long convo wit T and A today after say a good 8mths? HAHA. major catching up! and i lyk it ttm! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt; IJ SJC family day tmr wit 4E'08 tmr. and town in th evening wit J. can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thinking/looking at my pink slippers makes me feel over th moon.&lt;br /&gt;high possibility of getting it tmr! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally can make E jealous! HAHA!! :&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-8557018597372468434?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/8557018597372468434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=8557018597372468434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8557018597372468434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/8557018597372468434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/solitude-over-th-moon-ij-sjc-family-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-1348035822469494566</id><published>2009-08-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:38:41.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love this mundane life.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ HOME-Y!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;current=sher_13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt; home-y thursday; ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yes, th picture explains what i have been doing th entire day today. cos i slept in all th way until 2plus in th afternoon before i woke up. and was kinda lazy to leave th hse; so decided tht today i shall just stay in th entire day! :&gt; nth productive today, just a matter of fact tht i watch-ed a few movies and dramas online. then txt-ed a few people. created a new collage for my lappy wallpaper. and edited a few photos. ohya, and i went for night jog today after so long. enjoy-ed th night breeze blowing against my face as i pace myself. and ofc i challenged myself to climb up th stairs instead of taking th lift after a good nice jog! HAHA! total shiok-ness! ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohyes! i'm going to bake tmr!! making cornflake cookies i think. trying out a new recipe tht i found on th internet! YAY! then off to school to meet jamine for a tad bit. then to meet E and C i suppose. just for a short while before heading to toapayoh for theory lesson! might be meeting mayp at night too! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-1348035822469494566?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/1348035822469494566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=1348035822469494566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1348035822469494566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/1348035822469494566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-y-home-y-thursday-nth-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-2971295582743600620</id><published>2009-08-26T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:52:21.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i just want to be your happy girl.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ 18-CHEFS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All present except one;&lt;br /&gt;E,C,YW,GW,YS,S,V,K,KL,M,ED ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;last paper today, and i can scream WHOO!!! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met C in th morning to mugg, and V came wit cereal and bbt then ED pop by before meeting his friend. lunch-ed wit M and C before meeting J to go exam venue tgt. Dfund was kinda easy unlike ckt! ckt is lyk a " oh-shit! i totally dk how to do!" thng, but both dfund and maths is lyk " sectionA confirm full mark alrdy" thng. see th difference? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohwells; met ED,V,C,K,KL after paper and movie-d. freak th shit out of me while watching "the ring". but apparently it not tht scary. just th sound effect i suppose. HAHA. off to simei for 18chefs after E and M came. slack-ed around. and gg into details can't explain th company of joy tht we had. but sadly WJ didn't join us : &lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-2971295582743600620?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/2971295582743600620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=2971295582743600620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2971295582743600620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/2971295582743600620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/18-chefs-all-present-except-one-met-c.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3950649872834719831</id><published>2009-08-24T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:54:28.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silent whispers.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ FAINT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;current=sher_12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tied down; &amp; not very happy about it :&lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;soyupp, met J up in th morning before heading to school. wanted to get my pink slippers from NUM actually, but they neither have my size nor th colour i want. and thus E can continue making me jealous over his imba Red slippers that he bought ytd. ohwells, went singtel to reserve BB first before heading to subway then back to school. meet up wit th usuals at design to get some stuff then off to engine canteen to study. and tht was when i serioulsy freak out. cos when J showed me th past year papers, th initial questions were still do-able. but subsequently i blank-ed out. and yes, i panicked. so back to design to "de-stress". &lt;p align="center"&gt;emaths1 wasn't as bad as i thought it was. though couldn't do some questions here and there but still. confirm pass-able. but being able to score well is another story. ohwells, now i've ckt paper to worry abt and tht sucks alot. haven't really finish studying though was at school studying all th way until 8plus. guess ckt isn't my cup of tea. just suck at physics.&lt;p align="center"&gt;headed for dinner wit C,K,M,KL at tm. E dropped by. and bus-ed back home. was totally shag. oh, and thanks E for th coffee. &lt;br /&gt;it kept me awake throughout th maths paper :&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3950649872834719831?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3950649872834719831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3950649872834719831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3950649872834719831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3950649872834719831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/faint-tied-down-not-very-happy-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-3285303968486385755</id><published>2009-08-23T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T01:22:48.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing feels as right as this.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ POST-IT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SJC_8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/SJC_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A step closer to something nicer; ♥&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;study session today was over @ downtown east. and th main point was to make sure C study or shld say force him to study. but apparently everyone just got so distracted and carried away when he got inspiration for his score. ohman, spent a good hour or two "brain-storming" and at th same tym just pure slacking! HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;soyupp, study session was wit C,K,V and ED today. E came to find us after his work though by tht tym ED and V have already left for home. accompanied E to get tht red pair of havanias which made me super envious. cos th pink pair tht i want doesn't have my size. and up to today, only did i realise tht my feet is actually super small. th current dupe slippers i'm wearing is a size 6. but for havanias, size 6 is too big and apparently tht brown pair, size4/5 seriously made my feet look super small. and E kept makinng fun of me! :&lt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;emaths 1 tmr. wish me luck as i head off to bed. and my throat is starting to hurt a lil. tell me abt it. i don't want to fall sick during this exam period. ohya, before i go. a random note. i saw E 7 times this week, and there's SJC dinner tmr. and tht will make it 8 times in a row. ohman, this big brother of mine. just enjoy irritating me! HAHA! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-3285303968486385755?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/3285303968486385755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=3285303968486385755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3285303968486385755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/3285303968486385755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-it-way-better-to-something-nicer.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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-35039434.post-83643402356875324</id><published>2009-08-22T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:05:13.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i feel is what i hear.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ STONE-Y!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sher_10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p312/shermango/sher_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sth bloody happen today; sad-ed :&lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just got home a while ago cos apparently i missed my last bus from hg but caught th last bus from woodlands. and ended up walking home from yck primary school which took say a good 30mins. was on th phone wit E all th way from there to th door step of my hse though. thanks for company yo! much appreciated! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyways, woke up late this morning at abt 1015 when i'm suppose to meet V at woodlands @ 11. met her at amk before training down tgt though. so sorry my dear. was totally zonk-ed out from th previous night. slept lyk around 3plus4 in th morning. soyupp, chit-chatted here and there. a small ranting session for both of us actually. soyupp, tym flew quite quickly and met up wit K after her CO. lunch-ed at KFC. yes again! ohmans, so unhealthy. must start to eat healthy alrdy. where's my subway? where's my greens? HAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;headed to RP for our study session soon after meeting YS. and we "drumm-ed" our way to RP while walking there. i bet ppl was lyk giving those weird expression, wondering what are th 4girls doing "singing" in th middle of nowhere. as in not literally singing, but lyk saying out th drum-ing beats and stuff. reach-ed, and everyone sort of get settle-d and started studying. all was fine until sth &lt;u&gt;bloody&lt;/u&gt; happened. lucky E and C wasn't arnd to witness! seriously. such a embarassment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohwells, shan't elaborate in details what happen-ed already. soyupp, V head-ed off to work while i went cwp to get some things done and ofc getting bubble tea for th girls before heading back RP. back to intense studying upon reaching, and tht was lyk arnd 5plus6 alrdy. and that was also went th girls told me they manage to wake E up! ohyupp, did i mention earlier that C didn't join us to study this morning cos apparently both E and C partied until 4am this morning, and ton for 2hours before catching th first bus home? HAHAH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;soyupp, to continue this post; E reach-ed around 8plus lyk finally. and th duration he took to travel to RP was equals th tym i took to finish a complete maths paper which consist of 8 different topics. ohwells, what's new? HAHA. studied and doddled a lil longer until about 9plus and it was when i got addicted to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"dear angel by april sixth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;." totally pwn luh th song! i lyk! HAHA. "drumm-ed" bdazhu once before leaving for dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that's about it actually. fun wit E and th girls around as usual. and i just realised. just this week alone i saw; K 5 times. YS 5 times. V 5 times. C 3 times. E 6 times. HAHA! it's lyk such a salvo peeps week! :&gt; and i'm meeting K,V,C tmr again! YS is not joining us and i'm not sure if E's popping by though. i'm just loving it! :&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35039434-83643402356875324?l=brokenframes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/feeds/83643402356875324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35039434&amp;postID=83643402356875324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/83643402356875324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35039434/posts/default/83643402356875324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenframes.blogspot.com/2009/08/stone-y-sth-bloody-happen-today-sad-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>SHER.TANG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469924906920733061</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>
