<?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-3784890962647143302</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:08:17.945-08:00</updated><category term='MngSalesMeansBurnMng'/><title type='text'>SHARONNN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sharon</name><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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784890962647143302.post-163060819096823412</id><published>2007-09-08T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T10:15:15.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLV62EeUYI/AAAAAAAAABg/8oCBd_tUK3g/s1600-h/IMG_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107880134314971522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLV62EeUYI/AAAAAAAAABg/8oCBd_tUK3g/s320/IMG_2151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLV0mEeUXI/AAAAAAAAABY/YnNpf-tZ5Jk/s1600-h/IMG_2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107880026940789106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLV0mEeUXI/AAAAAAAAABY/YnNpf-tZ5Jk/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New-found Friends! Thats Jessica! Hot brazillian babe! (((: She's damn pretty! Like Goddess? Haha. Cannot sink when walk on water! ((((((: x 1000000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLWm2EeUZI/AAAAAAAAABo/b6qlWuNzQWA/s1600-h/IMG_2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107880890229215634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLWm2EeUZI/AAAAAAAAABo/b6qlWuNzQWA/s320/IMG_2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLXNGEeUbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tc6IYVKDGNU/s1600-h/IMG_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107881547359211954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLXNGEeUbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tc6IYVKDGNU/s320/IMG_2137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLXB2EeUaI/AAAAAAAAABw/viC4GblmQHo/s1600-h/IMG_2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like these! i'm gonna edit them soon! (: nice right, i know you are nodding your heads! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLXgGEeUcI/AAAAAAAAACA/pTMY4HoJDNE/s1600-h/IMG_2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107881873776726466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLXgGEeUcI/AAAAAAAAACA/pTMY4HoJDNE/s320/IMG_2130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLXw2EeUdI/AAAAAAAAACI/4lpbczdyes8/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107882161539535314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLXw2EeUdI/AAAAAAAAACI/4lpbczdyes8/s320/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;timer shot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i was trying to show that my leggggg popped. haha. cause.... "you're my wonderwaaallll.." okay lameeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLYWGEeUeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DAfM2f44VpY/s1600-h/IMG_2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107882801489662434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLYWGEeUeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DAfM2f44VpY/s320/IMG_2144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3784890962647143302-163060819096823412?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/163060819096823412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=163060819096823412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/163060819096823412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/163060819096823412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-found-friends-thats-jessica-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RuLV62EeUYI/AAAAAAAAABg/8oCBd_tUK3g/s72-c/IMG_2151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784890962647143302.post-9194556686269315003</id><published>2007-08-11T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T09:41:33.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The theory of why I'm still single:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I stick to my own friends and never make an effort to know more people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate the phase of starting to know people, cause you gotta act as though you love them, if not they think that you are too cool. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am always not myself when I'm not with my friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;By: Mr. Tan Han Lin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going crazy with all those "when you are broke, you see nice stuff" phenomena. It has been haunting me ever since I started shopping as a side occupation. This sucks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today has all been about gunpowder, revenge and hair. Yeah, I'm a saint sometimes, but never anger the saint. Or the saint can become the satan. Meeting Valerie on the 25th! I'm looking forward to it. Pubbing? Haha. You decide okay! Just tell me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-9194556686269315003?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/9194556686269315003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=9194556686269315003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/9194556686269315003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/9194556686269315003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/08/theory-of-why-im-still-single-i-stick.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-1375736001365862606</id><published>2007-08-06T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T10:12:38.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm quite amazed by how fast people fall in love, how fast they get out of it, how long they get stucked in that relationship because they can't let go and how hurt they can be. Yes, call me immature, selfish and not thinking for others. Yes, I have not been in love for like a long time. But have you gone out of mind everytime you fall in love? You do think rational right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply hate "I can't let go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that you're unwilling to look on the other side. Its all about the point of view. I don't wanna question why you can't view it from my point of view cause most probably people say "You're not me! You don't understand what I am going through" And yes, I might not know, but we've all been through this stage in our lives. How bad could it have been? Abused? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that you listen to us. I'm not asking for much, as every single time this happens, I just hope for one thing, your safety. You make us like ants on hot pans, worrying about you, if you're happy, I don't mind. But whats with the cuts and insaneness that you have now? Do you know that you're not what you're like before? If I could stop, I would stop relationships getting into your life and screwing it up. Ever since relationships started for you, your life changed totally. Its like you have to do all these stuff everytime at the end/bad times during the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you exactly want? Quit telling me that you don't need us to be around for you, to care for you and your wounds. Do you know thats a silent call for help? If not why do you inflict such stupid cuts on yourself. Don't laugh it off, cause I am dead serious this time. I'm putting our friendship at stake. But I wonder if you'll ever see this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me harsh bitch or whatever, if life is ever so mundane for you, then end it. If living is such a torment, if he is the only thing you could live for, please die. Because you have not lived your life. You always forget the one that cares about you the most. Your dearest family, have you wondered, whenever you were sad, your parents were at least twice as affected as you are? Stop thinking that you're the saddest, the most pitiful in the whole freaking world, relationships at this point of time is fuck, in your life. You have a long way to go, please tell me you will make full use of it. I don't believe that this Casanova is of any good shit. So just leave him, not for me, but for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your memory is that bad, then let me remind you,&lt;br /&gt;"Do you remember what happened during your last relationship?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you remember that call that you gave me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you remember what you said?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really upset, friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-1375736001365862606?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1375736001365862606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=1375736001365862606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/1375736001365862606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/1375736001365862606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-quite-amazed-by-how-fast-people-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-7800411370358740573</id><published>2007-07-26T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T09:43:49.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MTV's Classic is cool shit! It plays old school Pop English Hits and they are damn nice. Nice slow English songs. Not so much of those R&amp;B and HipHop that we have nowadays. Too jumpy and like easily forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother successfully downloaded the old school Sega games and Nintendo games into his PSP. Yes, I'm being unproductive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something that no one believes in treated as a joke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To say "I'm hurt" feels terribly dumb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To say "Hah, It was all a dream" feels unrealistic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With no one to speak to, because no one understands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I supposed to keep it to myself for the rest of my life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quit telling me you understand cause you really don't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you do, you won't say " I understand"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, it is not what I am looking for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is more complicated. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I try to forget sometimes, sometimes it still hits me back, quite in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or is it you?&lt;br /&gt;I kind of not understand you sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;In everybody's mind, I'm supposed to know you at my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;I think I don't even know you at the back of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to appreciate, and I really do.&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't seem to you and maybe that's not what you are looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't complicate. It came like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-7800411370358740573?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7800411370358740573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=7800411370358740573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/7800411370358740573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/7800411370358740573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/07/mtvs-classic-is-cool-shit-it-plays-old.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-4722162509181907548</id><published>2007-07-14T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T10:08:24.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I was thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should have listened to others.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I lived in delusion, and didn't care about the real world.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe reality didn't hit me till now.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we aren't meant to meet.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am not meant to be in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;I should have listened&lt;br /&gt;I guessed I lived in delusion and didn't care about the real world.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Thanks reality.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we were not meant to meet.&lt;br /&gt;And definitely, not a part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I should get lost now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-4722162509181907548?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4722162509181907548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=4722162509181907548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/4722162509181907548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/4722162509181907548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/07/maybe-i-was-thinking-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-9086529188970961632</id><published>2007-07-11T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:06:01.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Free to blog now since I'm early for project meeting. Yay. Only left with TTO. Meeting PJ later, don't know what is he gonna say to our PPT, I hope I don't need to change much, if not it'll be a tedious night. I had "fun" editing those PPT photos in school on Monday. I hope I do not have to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Joanne's birthday at Giraffe on Tuesday. Happy 18th girl! Nice ambience. Like really cool to stay for a drink and all. The drinks aren't too expensive I guess. Val, interested?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-9086529188970961632?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/9086529188970961632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=9086529188970961632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/9086529188970961632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/9086529188970961632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-4226387364832377609</id><published>2007-07-09T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T09:47:39.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What have I been doing for the past 14-15 months? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the edited ones that I promised last entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RpJk8LqKGbI/AAAAAAAAABI/Da-iciDtaFY/s1600-h/collage3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085237914339252658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RpJk8LqKGbI/AAAAAAAAABI/Da-iciDtaFY/s320/collage3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More photos in my Friendster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Joanne, Miss LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy your 18th! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RpJl6LqKGcI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KVHWjTdVJCo/s1600-h/VIVO+with+sharon+and+valerie+!+021.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-4226387364832377609?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/4226387364832377609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=4226387364832377609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/4226387364832377609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/4226387364832377609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-year.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RpJk8LqKGbI/AAAAAAAAABI/Da-iciDtaFY/s72-c/collage3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784890962647143302.post-3169188489807438393</id><published>2007-07-07T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T21:09:56.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sales isn't so bad afterall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Val and Liying at Sentosa today for some ice-cream at B&amp;J's. Mint was great. Haha. We chatted for a while before we left for Vivo. Omg. Shopping! Yay. Like I haven't done it in ages. Zara and Topshop was a disppointment. Nothing interests us at all. Headed over to Pull and Bear. Haha. Lovely. Things were dirt cheap, and nice! Haha. Liying got a top and I grabbed a shorts plus the same top, just a different colour. Next was over to Riverisland! I like that place. But everything seems to be quite ex over there. I wanted to get that pair of shoes, but I was thinking about my bangles, and everything, and forgo the shoes. Val got a really nice top with that black jeans. Haha. I wanna get something from there too. "Next week lah!" MNG was next! Haha. I was wrong to say to burn MNG cause I got my jeans there! I really love it. It's darn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sushi at the balcony of Vivo and CAMWHORING! Haha. I will edit the photos and post it later! Okay. I'm going out now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-3169188489807438393?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3169188489807438393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=3169188489807438393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/3169188489807438393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/3169188489807438393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/07/sales-isnt-so-bad-afterall-met-val-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-7521825580872549846</id><published>2007-06-22T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:21:28.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MngSalesMeansBurnMng'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just lost my train of thoughts and my duper long to-do-list that's in my head. Great great great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Mng Sales. Totally at the wrong time. I shouldn't have walked in. I was subdued by that force. Ughh. I hate it. And the firs thing I had to pick up was a cardigan that I pretty like, next on hands was this faded jeans thats really coool. Crap. Can life suck more than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I puked on Wednesday! Had fun? Nooooope. It was horrible, the longest day/night I had. I felt better after the 5 times at Great World City and after taking Coke on the cab home. After dinner, the naseous feeling bounced back. It kept me waking up within minutes when I thought I had slept for like an hour or so. And I didn't puke cause I had alcohol! Because of some food poisoning shit. Ahh. Crap! It was a waste of my whole day. I didn't have enough rest too cause I kept waking up during the wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still forgot what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;Settler's tmr.  Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-7521825580872549846?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7521825580872549846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=7521825580872549846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/7521825580872549846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/7521825580872549846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-just-lost-my-train-of-thoughts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-3437379359762712306</id><published>2007-06-15T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:06:33.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like playing mahjong right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just attended this wedding dinner at Novotel Clarke Quay, and it is really because I'm a HTM student, I keep finding faults in their service. OMG. Thats damn typical of HTM students, esp when you are taking SSM. Speaking of which, reminds me of the horrorifying Proficiency Test in the first weeek. But after training, I feel better. Please let me be the first few to go! If not anxiety and nervousness will zap my strength outta me! I just saw the photos from the previous wedding. And gosh, curls really don't suit me afterall. I guess I made a wrong move that time, maybe waves will be just right. But that's over to next semester. With SSM, I don't think I would want to do anything to my hair right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now my sis asked me whether I wanna get a iBook, a second hand one rather, at $1000+, haha. Tempted man! But I really have no use for it la. I'd rather get a PSP, which I'm quite addicted right now. Haha. The Virtual Tennis virus is infecting everyone, and I'm also into this racing game. Haha. Can't remember the name but it's Burnout something. It's fun! It's all about driving dangerously! Haha. I prefer PSP so much more to NDS Lite, cause a PSP can watch movies, listen to mp3 songs, surf the net at much better visuals, while NDS Lite can only play! Haha. PSP rocks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Brewerkz at Clarke Quay just now, and I kind of wanted to go over there, like for a drink or something. Haha. Sis suggested too! But no one seems interested. Well, another time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my sis is going to NY this August! /chants/ More Coach, More JunkFood, More RL. &lt;3. And the best is that my brother-in-law going there to visit her for one week, meaning I do not have to wait till when my sis is back, after 6 weeks, but I could get it in one week. YIPPEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-3437379359762712306?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/3437379359762712306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=3437379359762712306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/3437379359762712306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/3437379359762712306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-like-playing-mahjong-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-907571832657583359</id><published>2007-06-11T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T09:57:23.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay. We are not closing. Yes yes. That Starbucks store that seems to be "underground" at that quite unknown building beside Wheelock Place. Haha. I prefer it this way. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Naz, if you happen to pop by and read this, which I don't know if you would, GET WELL SOON FROM YOUR STOMACH FLUUUU! ((: Please tag also!  (PS: Click POP ME.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my complexion is getting from baddd to worse. It seems okay on the outside but I guess pimples are raging beneath the skin. Grarrr. I don't like this. Like how much I would have hated cheese and whipped cream. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like painting my nails blue, get a blue/dark turqoise cardigan and some blue tops! I mean like the blue blue, not really electric blue. You get my blue? But I'm not sure if I'll look okay with the blue blue, but you know what, I just wanna get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going home today, Sally asked me whether I want to take the train home, but I said no. I couldn't really remember the exact conversation but she was kind of contradicting herself on taking a bus and a train. Oh wells, that's her. Anw, thanks for the bunch of sweets that I didn't know. Haha. I really appreciate it. And let me check on Thursday if I can find the card you drew. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really fancy holidays. After all, holidays means no allowance! Thats really bad bad bad. Ahhh. But projects are dreading me. Sentosa, come faster! So is Vivo City! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bishan has this Euro funfair thing! Yay. Maybe the clique will be going on this Wednesday. Haha. I wanna get a ride on that Ferris Wheel and maybe the carousel. I have a special interest in them. I love Ferris Wheels. Oh, and Valerie, this Bishaner doesn't like the funfair! WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I gotta go create my cocktail!&lt;br /&gt;When will it be my chance to take on the Ferris Wheel with you, alone?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-907571832657583359?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/907571832657583359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=907571832657583359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/907571832657583359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/907571832657583359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/06/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-8871626563282646780</id><published>2007-06-09T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T10:02:44.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching TV now and it's showing 5 mega/super rich girls. Haha. Like really really really really really rich. They are decked in all sorts of branded gooods, and I'm talking about, LV, Chanel, Gucci and whatnots. Omg. I feel like killing them, and take over there fortune. Wahaha. Maybe it'll work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. ): I'll go catch my show in my com.&lt;br /&gt;Love people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-8871626563282646780?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/8871626563282646780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=8871626563282646780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/8871626563282646780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/8871626563282646780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-world-d-im-watching-tv-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-1217418975699281914</id><published>2007-06-06T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T09:42:31.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Accounting was pretty okay. Not as bad as I thought it would be, but I still gave crappy answers after that. Had SSM training and boy, it was darn tiring. The plates are damn heavy and there are plenty of procedures to remember and follow. I have a feeeling that my Proficiency Test is like totally gone. Omg. Mr Goh/Mr Tai/Mr Neo, have mercy on us - the ones with the little pinkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEBBIE AND CLARYN! YOU TWO BETTER BEWARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pinky just slips off every single time I try to hold the plate.&lt;br /&gt;Why why why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project meeting in school tmr! Haha. I have a feeling that it's not going to be long, and we are going to get at least one project 90% done. Double yays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-1217418975699281914?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/1217418975699281914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=1217418975699281914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/1217418975699281914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/1217418975699281914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/06/accounting-was-pretty-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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-3784890962647143302.post-5954543760988971652</id><published>2007-06-04T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T07:01:37.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZHaSVi-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/74sLtFEgSvc/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072206695432031202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZHaSVi-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/74sLtFEgSvc/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studying session with Claryn and Debbie at Macs today. I love the river side view at Boat Quay. It's really nice. You get to see the Supreme Court, Fullerton, and some other buildings that are quite nice, actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZcKSVjAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qrdyoZZxVZQ/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072207051914316802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZcKSVjAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qrdyoZZxVZQ/s320/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a day of flipping back and forth of the papers, it then came to me that Accounting isn't as simple as it seems. P&amp;L kind of driving me crazy la. OMG! Edison Chen is quite cute. I'm watching him on MTV now. Haha. This is the goodness of Cable TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I gotta compile my findings on Cambodia, the deadly country of my TTO group assignment. I totally dread it, pretty much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, these are the favourite photos of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Adore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZTKSVi_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Uo6MTDvRL-E/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072206897295494130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZTKSVi_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Uo6MTDvRL-E/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZ3qSVjBI/AAAAAAAAABA/FuS7e_EGomg/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072207524360719378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZ3qSVjBI/AAAAAAAAABA/FuS7e_EGomg/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZ3qSVjBI/AAAAAAAAABA/FuS7e_EGomg/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/3784890962647143302-5954543760988971652?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/5954543760988971652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=5954543760988971652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/5954543760988971652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/5954543760988971652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/06/studying-session-with-claryn-and-debbie.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_MfXCO9eL1Zo/RmQZHaSVi-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/74sLtFEgSvc/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784890962647143302.post-7129544763725504626</id><published>2007-06-01T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:13:05.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Botanic Gardens today, with Felicia, Adeline, Meng Yan and Weilian. And boy, it's really hot today. I felt like I was melting in the sun, like how butter would have in a hotpan. I think I became tanner. That sucks double time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Valerie now, I don't know if I should cut my hair, this issue that bugs every single girl. Like if I snip it short, won't it be troublesome for SSM? BESE will still be okay. But SSM is the major issue. How much styling water must I use? Till my hair is all hard and plasticey? Ugh. Major problem X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-semester Test are here again! Rejoice! Because HTM people only have 1 Accounting paper. But our project deadlines are up, the very next thing after holidays. Great, meaning we actually are buried by our projects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3784890962647143302-7129544763725504626?l=iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/feeds/7129544763725504626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3784890962647143302&amp;postID=7129544763725504626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/7129544763725504626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784890962647143302/posts/default/7129544763725504626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iteleportedtoearth.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>sharon</name><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>
