<?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-9019380120117412780</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:49:23.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FuneralMarch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stepha</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9019380120117412780.post-6099669521677764401</id><published>2007-06-26T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T20:39:50.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe I'm gona say this, but, it's time to mug people. DANG! I SAID IT. Yes. To estimate, it's actually 15 more weeks to O levels. You've got me right, 15 more weeks. Here's a check list of what MUST be accomplished. Wells, still not a proper list yet, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Check List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Maths&lt;br /&gt;1.   Arithmetic&lt;br /&gt;2.   Mensuration&lt;br /&gt;3.   Algebra&lt;br /&gt;4.   Coordinate geometry&lt;br /&gt;5.   Graphs, Kinematics &amp; Variations&lt;br /&gt;6.   Geometry&lt;br /&gt;7.   Trigonometry&lt;br /&gt;8.   Loci &amp; Simple constructions&lt;br /&gt;9.   Statistics&lt;br /&gt;10. Simple probability&lt;br /&gt;11. Vectors in 2 dimensions&lt;br /&gt;12. Transformation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;1.   Rise &amp; fall of Venice&lt;br /&gt;2.   Good governance in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;3.   Housing challenge: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;4.   People, A country’s most precious resource&lt;br /&gt;5.   Providing education &amp; health services for the people&lt;br /&gt;6.   Singapore’s industrial development: 1960s – 1980s&lt;br /&gt;7.   Diplomacy &amp; Deterrence&lt;br /&gt;8.   Conflicts among countries&lt;br /&gt;9.   Countries divided&lt;br /&gt;10. Rise of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics&lt;br /&gt;1.   Kinematics&lt;br /&gt;2.   Dynamics&lt;br /&gt;3.   Mass &amp; Weight&lt;br /&gt;4.   Density&lt;br /&gt;5.   Turning Effect of Forces&lt;br /&gt;6.   Energy Work &amp; Power&lt;br /&gt;7.   Transfer of Thermal Energy&lt;br /&gt;8.   Temperature &amp; Thermal Properties of Matter&lt;br /&gt;9.   General Wave properties&lt;br /&gt;10. Reflection of Light&lt;br /&gt;11. Refraction of Light&lt;br /&gt;12. Thin Converging Lens&lt;br /&gt;13. Electromagnetic Spectrum&lt;br /&gt;14. Sound&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wells, there's still biology, which i'm actually quite lazy to list out. Brushing up of English, no doubt. And yes, preparations for O lvl MTL oral, which is only 1 day away. ARGHHH all these stress, all these pressure. It'll soon be over. Yes. Currently announcing the no-lifer, Stephanie Chu Xue Ting. Who's stucked with books and in school for all day long. Well! It's not that bad after all! Think about saving money while I'm in school. Heh heh. I'll be rich. Neineinei. Hahaha. Take care people :) Rest well &amp;amp; drink lots of water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's 732 days with you. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-6099669521677764401?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6099669521677764401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=6099669521677764401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/6099669521677764401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/6099669521677764401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-cant-believe-im-gona-say-this-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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-9019380120117412780.post-4457932129972123512</id><published>2007-06-07T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:25:20.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO LIFE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about school, school, school, &amp; total, no life.&lt;br /&gt;But I must must must. Chiong chiong chiong. Finish my ART ART ART.&lt;br /&gt;By hook or by crook;&lt;br /&gt;I must must must =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It's life-less.&lt;br /&gt;School from morning 10:20AM ~ 6:30PM.&lt;br /&gt;What's holiday?&lt;br /&gt;What's slack?&lt;br /&gt;What's shopping?&lt;br /&gt;What's waste of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh. 4 months, I've got to tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Yes, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, in the name of STEPHHA that I will enjoy my life to the fullest by 16th November 2007.&lt;br /&gt;And I will.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights, been chionging Art for the past few days, being a good girl &amp;amp; attended school everyday. Went Adidas Shopping =D dear JJ ZX RYJie Bind LesliWong, I wonder why suddenly become Wong though. Yupp. Were there. Yada yada yada. Lazy to go details. YUP done. LOL What kinda update do you call this? I'd say it's a kinda horse tiger type. Translate it into chinese. "Horse Tiger" LOL LOL!~ It's a funny one! GET IT! lOL IM GOING CRAZYYYY IT'S ARTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;YES. I LOOK OLDER. Witch, that is. It's rather funny uhhhh kor! ROAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-4457932129972123512?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4457932129972123512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=4457932129972123512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/4457932129972123512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/4457932129972123512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-life-its-all-about-school-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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-9019380120117412780.post-2964848301722635033</id><published>2007-06-02T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T13:42:34.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Started my day off @ 9am!!! (Yesterday) Gasp* I'm such a good girl =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*COCO POPS*!&lt;/span&gt; My fav.! Turns milk to &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;chocolate milk&lt;/span&gt;!!! Muahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wiSKd3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/gS48GLnONM4/s1600-h/Photo-0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333290209343346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wiSKd3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/gS48GLnONM4/s320/Photo-0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Met my clique @ JacQ's place to go shopping!!!!! Weee Lunch @ Swensen&lt;br /&gt;=) Yummy. So &lt;i&gt;taitai&lt;/i&gt; can :D&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wiSKd4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/GEcH3gcuqTg/s1600-h/Photo-0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333290209343362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wiSKd4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/GEcH3gcuqTg/s320/Photo-0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner @ Cinie Ice-cream shop. Lvl 2. :D &lt;u&gt;CAMWHORE!!!&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wySKd5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/857LLVnm6MM/s1600-h/Photo-0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333294504310674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wySKd5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/857LLVnm6MM/s320/Photo-0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wySKd6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/W1zXYQRbcko/s1600-h/Photo-0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333294504310690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wySKd6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/W1zXYQRbcko/s320/Photo-0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Romantic&lt;/span&gt;* Muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wySKd7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/AjYRZwXfUws/s1600-h/Photo-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333294504310706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wySKd7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/AjYRZwXfUws/s320/Photo-0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ghost-like :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333522137577410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD--CSKd8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DCH_TrvAItg/s320/Photo-0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our Candles. Backgrund's Bong's. Blue's JacQ's. Front, Mine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333530727512018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD--iSKd9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/PG84t64qG1c/s320/Photo-0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;WEEEE &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;8 DIFFERENT FLAVOURS&lt;/span&gt;! Trust me, the next time we're gona tase ice-cream agn, we're so gona puke! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333530727512034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD--iSKd-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/UBoJ39jYMU8/s320/Photo-0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;CLoser Look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333530727512050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD--iSKd_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/eb_PRTn7mlw/s320/Photo-0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out the actual size of that bowl, with comparison with the phone :D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333535022479362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD--ySKeAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qLRiilkm3Ac/s320/Photo-0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ALL DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D Yummy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333771245680658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_MiSKeBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GTeZxFCFixU/s320/Photo-0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;JacQ's Parents drove us around. &amp; we ended up near National Stadium. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nice place!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333771245680674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_MiSKeCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VzXqaa3sMhs/s320/Photo-0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333775540647986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_MySKeDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/SpW62FQF0UM/s320/Photo-0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333775540648002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_MySKeEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/O-na_n7F4cE/s320/Photo-0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333775540648018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_MySKeFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6klcJAW-RPk/s320/Photo-0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333973109143650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_YSSKeGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UQwfBxyIuYk/s320/Photo-0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333973109143666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_YSSKeHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MenflGJ6Qts/s320/Photo-0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333973109143682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_YSSKeII/AAAAAAAAAI0/pzitWqMfRG8/s320/Photo-0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071333977404110994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD_YiSKeJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kfYQufz2Pw0/s320/Photo-0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoyed my day, with my darlings :D, though ended up buying nothing, but spent lots of fun times together! Many Thanks, Clique! hugs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-2964848301722635033?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2964848301722635033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=2964848301722635033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/2964848301722635033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/2964848301722635033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/started-my-day-off-9am-yesterday-gasp.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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/_9EarCLze4B8/RmD-wiSKd3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/gS48GLnONM4/s72-c/Photo-0108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9019380120117412780.post-1786433870247262871</id><published>2007-05-30T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:27:37.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm like so freaking tired!!!!! Had only near &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; hours of sleep, off to school for lessons, SS/His &amp; EM. Urghhh! My eyes are about to close. Or, closed? Hahaha! But. No! I can't sleep now! Cuz I stink!~ Have to bath you know.. Yupp =) Yeah, haven't upload finish all my pictures, so, here goes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for sushi buffet with Bong yesterday at Suki Sushi, (cuz no more 99c coupon!) =[ Yeah. Wanted AlaCate. Did I spelled it correctly? Wells, anyways, decided that buffet was more worth it, as typical Singaporeans, we managed to gain some by consuming the expensive stuffs like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Half Shell Scallop!&lt;/span&gt; Looks good? Dang. It sucks. xP Too raw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070246547519338210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0iXySKduI/AAAAAAAAAFk/KK4-3NNYEdM/s320/Photo-0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We managed to "eat off" $56-$41(actual price we paid) hence, = we earned &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;$15&lt;/span&gt;. Muahahaha. Typical. Indeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In any case, to all Sushi Lovers, seeking for cheap &amp; good Sushi shops, here's one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070246710728095474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0ihSSKdvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2tSDUBvnFYM/s320/Photo-0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It'll be great cuz it's sushi-s are going for 99c at all plates. Yeah. Lol. If you've noticed it carefully, this picture's from my tv. I couldn't write down quick enough, so I had my phone stabd-by to snap the info. Hehehehe. Why.. This is how we get great lobangs right.. Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Creative Letter, written by Jarrel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070246715023062802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0ihiSKdxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oaoDPhKfcVw/s320/Photo-0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Was so so so happy that I couldn't stop laughing! Hahahaha. Thanks dear. hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070246715023062786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0ihiSKdwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Chd4p5Sda8k/s320/Photo-0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Though it's kinda blurr, it's actually a turtle drawn by him, supposing, it should look like my 2 other turtles he gave me as valentine's gift =) It's so cute can =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, we had class photo taking (hopefully I don't look too ugly). Our class had props prepared, as usual. Girls wore shades for the candid. &amp; many more, according to what you wanna hold. Hence, on my way home that day, I was saved by my pink shades from the harmful UV rays!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hip Hip, HURRAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070246891116721986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0irySKd0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/qCrOVCARkLA/s320/Photo-0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was stucked at the rail-way. Managed to snap 2 photos of the train, for those who are deprived &amp; haven't seen one before =x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHOO CHOOOO!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070247054325479266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0i1SSKd2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/TfUOgh9W5aw/s320/Photo-0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070247050030511954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0i1CSKd1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/sVu9WPk1ArM/s320/Photo-0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Macham country side man. Hahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Was on the lift to YanLaoShi's house for last min. tutor-in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When, I saw this huge creature:(in the lift.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070246886821754658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0iriSKdyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JlvEHfDT00o/s320/Photo-0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!!!!!!!!! Immediately I thought of Jacqueline Tan!!!! Hahahahaha. (Inside Joke) Mayb not. Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyways, spot &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Romeo. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My monkey Korkor =DDDDD. RANDOM!!!! =) rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070246891116721970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0irySKdzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9mJ34ZEwdOA/s320/Photo-0094E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-1786433870247262871?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1786433870247262871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=1786433870247262871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/1786433870247262871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/1786433870247262871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-like-so-freaking-tired-had-only-near.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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/_9EarCLze4B8/Rl0iXySKduI/AAAAAAAAAFk/KK4-3NNYEdM/s72-c/Photo-0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9019380120117412780.post-3595268572861112809</id><published>2007-05-30T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T04:58:34.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Retribution!~&lt;br /&gt;I guess. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It's 4:37AM, &amp; I still can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet this is taken as, lol.. Blank out again.. Don't know how to express my current mixed up feelings. I feel like an idiot. Perhaps, I am an idiot. I guess.. Haha. Nah. It's a reality. I'm just like an fucking idiot who makes things sound worse. I'm that idiot who's mean &amp; all. I'm that idiot who's being punished now for the past. Becoming like a puffer fish with red, huge eyes. It's me. Yeah. Need no console. Need no accompany. Cuz I'm the spark of the huge fire. I'm the one to blame. Not pushing the blames to anyone. Not at all. Misunderstandings, as usual, often occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm the idiot who's digging a hole of plight to fall in..&lt;br /&gt;Falling back cuz I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Falling back cuz I've got no support.&lt;br /&gt;Falling back cuz I'm pushing away reality.&lt;br /&gt;Falling back cuz I wanna think.&lt;br /&gt;Falling back cuz I wanna find a solution.&lt;br /&gt;Falling back cuz I wanna reflect.&lt;br /&gt;Falling back cuz I wanna know, if it's really the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much stuff to say, yet I couldn't say it all.  It wasn't a choice. It's a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't choose this to happen, didn't choose this way to go. Call this fate. Call this life.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you may be able to choose the path you wanna head. But no, you can't choose the kinda life you wanna lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I hope for them to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm of a personality of hard &amp; heartless.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't you. It's me.&lt;br /&gt;You're always giving, but in a slipshot manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear diary, like I used to say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, &amp;amp; wanna break down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-3595268572861112809?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3595268572861112809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=3595268572861112809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/3595268572861112809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/3595268572861112809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/retribution-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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-9019380120117412780.post-6866865581160882835</id><published>2007-05-29T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:30:39.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心碎&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说了一次又一次，现在再对你说多一次。面对我，为何不能给多一点爱？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为何不能呵护我？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说过了，若是有一天，有人想把我从你的身边夺走，我并不想要看到你的拳头。相反的，我，&lt;br /&gt;只想看到你给我的爱，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;让我深深的感动。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;让我有勇气留在你身边。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;让我怀念当初的甜美。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的守护天使；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;永远都会是。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;旦，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;连面对我的勇气也没有，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;只好一点一滴地碎。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了避免，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;选择逃避；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;使我看到你的马虎。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成了一个脆弱的人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;却没有你的关怀，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;我生存不了；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;选择了改变我的性格，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;就得付出一点代价。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想你走错多一步，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;把我变成一个你不喜欢的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想你像以前，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;把我变成一个寂寞的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请你对我付出多一点爱，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;让我脆弱起来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的在拼...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;真的在改变...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成一个能让你微笑的人...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&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/9019380120117412780-6866865581160882835?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6866865581160882835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=6866865581160882835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/6866865581160882835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/6866865581160882835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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-9019380120117412780.post-3309099285315695738</id><published>2007-05-28T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T20:24:39.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahahaha! Messive Update it'll be!~ Cuz so long nv touch le =) O Level's MTL have ended. With a great regrets, or rather great misconception of me &amp; the Question Paper!!! WHY WHy WHYyyy!! Wells, really hope my examiner is lyk a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;budda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Lol. What kinda lyk a is that. Urgh, ignore me. hahahaha Wells. After awhile, yes, from afternoon till now, I still can't get over it!~ It's lyk, 10 fucking long years of proper education of Chinese for this damn exam. 1 &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; short sentence caused me to regret so much!~ Gasp. Dang. Fine, lyk duh Fine, cuz I don't want your company NOW~! Not now!~ I've asked to be alone, yet U kept prompting, until a "FINE" &amp;amp; tudd, hung up. Duh it's fine, &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm asking for it!~ So quit prompting!~ I'm &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; sad &amp; fucking can't get over that &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; sentence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Y&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;ps/ Yes, it's kinda late for this, but ya. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the left, going clockwise, I bought that sweet lil red stuff with hearts in e middle, it's called &lt;i&gt;JellyHearts&lt;/i&gt; introduced by Foofy. Yupp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next up, the one with e Mum cake was bought by Dajie. It's actually banana flavoured~! It's kinda special &amp;amp; nice nice =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, the Mango Cake!~ By ErJie. Sweet stuff, with nice sponge =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069571644948379154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rlq8jSSKdhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6MdHQ-LHWt8/s320/PHOT0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Closer view of Jelly Hearts =) With "Mom" on it. Nice Eh? Envy envy lei.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069575093807117890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rlq_sCSKdkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mK335uJDpWg/s320/PHOT0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mummys Of Chu Family =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Granny looks cute hahaha you know, ka-wai-iii hahahahha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069575823951558226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrAWiSKdlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Mt10Gag6xBQ/s320/PHOT0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this Out, Wine + Chinese tea-cups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look so cool can hahhaha!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069577236995798626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrBoySKdmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2MeMSNWngio/s320/PHOT0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh Eh EhhHHHH!! Come, Don Shy la!~ Drink up!!!!" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069577945665402482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrCSCSKdnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Atl1JdI2XxU/s320/PHOT0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT DRUNK!~ You stopid or what!? Another Cup also nooooo probm." &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069578516896052866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrCzSSKdoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/azRp73M3UvE/s320/PHOT0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enough of random craps, CHEERS =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069585363073922770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrJBySKdtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zWpypOcQZkk/s320/PHOT0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sentosa Trip&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ps/ Sorry girls!~ I look kinda shaggg!~ Shall b posting only this =[ Love Ya! =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069579358709642898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrDkSSKdpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/z85NNmP-Uo4/s320/PHOT0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, It's his baobei-s, Lappie, Psp, N73, Ipod. Yeahh. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069580917782771362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrE_CSKdqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/XMP32BTxVH0/s320/PHOT0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taken through a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Crystal&lt;/span&gt; ball. Dajie, RuiYiJie &amp; ErJie =D&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069581742416492210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrFvCSKdrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-9pZ_zlWYyQ/s320/PHOT0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;SunFlower!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069582511215638210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RlrGbySKdsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/chGNjUgCAHw/s320/PHOT0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mine Mine Mine! As promised =) hugs.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-3309099285315695738?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3309099285315695738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=3309099285315695738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/3309099285315695738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/3309099285315695738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahahahaha-messive-update-itll-be-cuz-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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://bp3.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rlq8jSSKdhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6MdHQ-LHWt8/s72-c/PHOT0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9019380120117412780.post-4131051794533826112</id><published>2007-05-10T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:38:01.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha, it's Yet another day. One thing to share, 4A Shi Lian Le!! LOL recently, 4Aians are suffering from depression, 1 after another falling into depression, with 1 after another problems. Like, duh, in relationships. Shall not be detailed about stuff, but hey, we're all sad. Currently, I don't feel secure &amp; stuff lyk that. But yeah. Just not the time to be emo. Tml's EM P1, followed by Monday's ART paper, which, I, apparently have not started. I'm lyk, so dead. &amp;amp; of cuz, EM P2. Finally, with the MTL LC &amp; Sub-Sc practical. Then, it'll be INTENSIVE MTL lessons. Just before the MTL O'Lvls Paper. *stress* coming my way. I would go, what if, I get an A2? Would I wanna re-take my paper? Dang. It's so confusing, not knowing wud decisions should I make. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Bong, Jacq, WG, TK, Eric, ZX came over for drinks.. Yeah.. Cuz everyone's feeling down, including Jay &amp; Hannah though.. But they didn't come.. Hmm.. Hopefully they're really okay =) Friends, feel free, always know that you've got great classmates to be with you, to conquer problems with you, to cheer you up, to make you smile. :) Cheers Amigos. &amp;amp;, drink up; my friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights, Jarrel bought PSP today. Haha.. Finally.. That's what he wanted. There's mixed status between us.. Don't wanna say but yeah =) Haha.. Well wishes to him.. Still loved him as before.. But some things just ain't for us to decide. I dunoe. Heart just hurts. Kinda badly.. Yeah. Just don't wish to talk abt this. Haha. Good Lucks ppl.. Yeah. For exams. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, in e morning, was telling Josie abt Foofy had a chat with Mdm Lee once. a 2 or 3 hour talk. Haha. Anyways, he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"URGH!!! Mr Foo should unleash his dog, (Charan) to bite her!!!! LOL"&lt;br /&gt;"Or, he can get his men down to debate with her!!(Eric&amp;Lee)!!! LOL"&lt;br /&gt;"Or!!! Worse come to worse, he can send his 3 Princesses,(Jacq,Bong&amp;amp;Me) to stare at her!!! LOL"&lt;br /&gt;"AND THEN!!! BONG CAN SLASH HER WRIST N SCARE HER!!!!! LOL!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I find that a funny comment, showing that 4A have weird people around. Yuppies, I'm tired. Shall continue blogging, yet agn =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/ Thanks people, for showing your concern. Love ya lots, esp to Bong, Jacq, Love ya girls LOTS. Not forgetting, Kor, whose 1 phone call saves the day =) Hugs./ thanks for ur concern too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-4131051794533826112?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4131051794533826112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=4131051794533826112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/4131051794533826112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/4131051794533826112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/hahaha-its-yet-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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-9019380120117412780.post-6536153608549137113</id><published>2007-05-09T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:31:07.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN'T BREATHE. I WANNA NUMB MYSELF. HE WASNT LYK THAT. HE USED TO CARE. C-A-R-E. BUT NOW? HOW COULD U WALK OUT NOW, AT THIS POINT OF TIME, WHEN WE'VE GONE THGOUH SO MUCH ALRDY? AFTER SO MANY PROBLEMS, SO MUCH PAIN, TEARS, LAUGHTER, MEMORIES, YOU'RE GIVING UP? DON'T MAKE IT SOUND AS IF I'M THE ONE WHO IS SAD. YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WASN'T HAPPY! YOU. WHY!!!!!! U SAID YOU'RE NOT A GOOD BOY AFTERALL, JUST PUTTING A MASK FOR ME. IT'S NOT FOR ME! CUZ YOU'RE NOT CHANGING!!!!!!!!! WHO CARES ABOUT CHANGING ANYWAY! I NEED YOU! BUT ALL U CAN SAY IS JUST SORRY? I CAN'T ACCEPT THAT! I JUST CANNOT! I DON'T BELIEVE. NOT A WORD U SAID. I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING. I CAN'T!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-6536153608549137113?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6536153608549137113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=6536153608549137113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/6536153608549137113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/6536153608549137113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cant-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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-9019380120117412780.post-8093137323851476778</id><published>2007-05-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:49:18.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOO IT'S SUNDAY!! Lol. It was just a random remark =) Anways! Dad have been making delicous breakfast! Wells, am really grateful to his so-loving breakfast everyday before school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made by &lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAD!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423424261336082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JyazwLBI/AAAAAAAAADo/n8ooGbBt5a0/s320/Photo-0067..jpg" border="0" /&gt;Any Anyways, was slacking at Lot1 the other day with BOng, when we say the flying dutchman! WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLION-AIR!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wells, BONG DOES!!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423080663952290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JeazwK6I/AAAAAAAAACw/tj6hcSzFGYs/s320/Photo-0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we walked around, we saw this really huge bear-bear, (actually it's a pig) @ More Than Words. GASP!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423080663952306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JeazwK7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/3iNPbhGzjic/s320/Photo-0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Someone actually bought it!!! BUTTT I'm not jealous. Cuz I've got my turturs =) PLUS!! IT'S TOO HUGE TO B CUTE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to my uncle's new house! They've moved to a smaller apartment, a condo, near grams house so that it'll b much more easier to visit her =) &amp; some other reasons bah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's the living room:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423080663952322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JeazwK8I/AAAAAAAAADA/CIK35Avk2Xw/s320/Photo-0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Master bed-room with RY jie =D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423084958919634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JeqzwK9I/AAAAAAAAADI/6gOAIy9SNb4/s320/Photo-0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;DaJie's Room, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423084958919650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JeqzwK-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/TVzpmMF-fVw/s320/Photo-0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With the artistic drawing done by RY jie =DD&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JyazwK_I/AAAAAAAAADY/34pmV8mncfE/s1600-h/Photo-0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423424261336050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JyazwK_I/AAAAAAAAADY/34pmV8mncfE/s320/Photo-0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kuang Jie's room;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JyazwLAI/AAAAAAAAADg/8LjDjYsGbKA/s1600-h/Photo-0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423424261336066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JyazwLAI/AAAAAAAAADg/8LjDjYsGbKA/s320/Photo-0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photos were not properly taken, cuz it was from my phone.. But. Oh wells. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A random Picy =D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061424790060936226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3LB6zwLCI/AAAAAAAAADw/2QZ2KPENiq4/s320/PHOT0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dear clique, Jacq, have been really down lately!!!! (Due to some reason.) Yupp. Sorry! Can't reveal someone's problem! So, Bong, Jacq &amp; I met on sat night. We bought a tub of ice creamm, photo chips, 1.5L of ILT. &amp;amp; set at the corridoor leading to the cargo lift @ Lot1. We stole 3 matel spoons from FoodJunction xP hehehehehe. Yeah. It's lyk having a picnic @ Lot1 corridoor!!! LOL Blah Blah. After that, We walked around &amp; finally bought 3 bottles of voldka to drink LAAA of cuz T.T LOL yeah. Saw LEE. He joined us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jacq felt MUCH better but wasnt agn at night. So. TK suggested that we meet up for breakfast today to cheer her up =) WG, Bong, TK &amp; I turned up. Went BB Macs &amp;amp; this, is an artistc work, done by us on a miserable Quater of a hot cake.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061424807240805426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3LC6zwLDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/csCupFG634Y/s320/PHOT0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After breakfast, we rented "John Tucker Must Die" from a renting machine, COOL UH!!! And watched it at WG;S house. Blah Blah Blah. Went for drums lessons &amp; boom! HOME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CHEER UP GIRL!!!! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Miss YA DEAR!!! =D&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/9019380120117412780-8093137323851476778?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8093137323851476778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=8093137323851476778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/8093137323851476778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/8093137323851476778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/woo-its-sunday-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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/_9EarCLze4B8/Rj3JyazwLBI/AAAAAAAAADo/n8ooGbBt5a0/s72-c/Photo-0067..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9019380120117412780.post-1212783468242460438</id><published>2007-05-05T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T16:43:42.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, yes, there's complications &amp; stuff. But It's all fine now. :) Wells, that's the least I can say after a drama night. With dear's message @ 1:23:41AM, 03/05/2007 which goes lyk that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am at a very confused stage; that;s why i did this kind of things to you.. I am fully awake now.. I love you.. Muack."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duh, I'm happy! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw9TqzwKyI/AAAAAAAAABw/IjerydJf2pA/s1600-h/PHOT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060987489375759138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw9TqzwKyI/AAAAAAAAABw/IjerydJf2pA/s320/PHOT0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a little too late but I went to Shatec's 5 course meal with dear &amp; his friends recently, &amp;amp; this was the desert: &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw9T6zwKzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vsyXcgtsIiE/s1600-h/PHOT0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060987493670726450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw9T6zwKzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vsyXcgtsIiE/s320/PHOT0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's the main meal! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060987506555628370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw9UqzwK1I/AAAAAAAAACI/MK6IM4HcnwM/s320/PHOT0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before going out that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw9UKzwK0I/AAAAAAAAACA/L5vnjC1jn1I/s1600-h/PHOT0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060987497965693762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw9UKzwK0I/AAAAAAAAACA/L5vnjC1jn1I/s320/PHOT0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Mum's birthday on 3rd May! Here's the birthday cake dear made for her! =) &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw7rqzwKvI/AAAAAAAAABY/F1a2D6N-nRc/s1600-h/PHOT0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060985702669363954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw7rqzwKvI/AAAAAAAAABY/F1a2D6N-nRc/s320/PHOT0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum &amp; Dad with cake &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw7sqzwKwI/AAAAAAAAABg/E-PYW9Cjd0U/s1600-h/PHOT0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060985719849233154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw7sqzwKwI/AAAAAAAAABg/E-PYW9Cjd0U/s320/PHOT0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woo.. Cut2 e cake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw7uKzwKxI/AAAAAAAAABo/7SQ5lZjLBJ0/s1600-h/PHOT0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060985745619036946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw7uKzwKxI/AAAAAAAAABo/7SQ5lZjLBJ0/s320/PHOT0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have you watched 200 Pounds Beauty? It was awesome! Great movie with great sense of humour &amp; touching scenes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060992304034098050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RjxBr6zwK4I/AAAAAAAAACg/FX2ZlrEzGlU/s320/200+Pounds+Beauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched it twice in a day!!! WOoOOo!! Sounds crazy &amp; a waste of money? Wells, in the different times I've watched, I've experienced different types of feelings. as in. 1st time was sad sad sad ah. 2nd time I've managed to grab hold onto some scenes I failed to on the 1st time round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The wait is finally over.. DAMNNN!!! I WAITED FOR THIS SINCE LAST YEAR OCTOBER!!! OMFG................ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it's here! Yes, no doubt, it's SSSSSSsssssspider Man 3!!!! WOHO!!! HERE COMES SPIDIE IN HIS NEW OUTFIT!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060992308329065362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EarCLze4B8/RjxBsKzwK5I/AAAAAAAAACo/R0Ru_xTZHx0/s320/Spider+Man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched it yesterday, at Causeway Point.! With dear. But so happen that I met Josie, Hakim &amp; JianLun! So, watched with them as well =) Was great, Filled with actions!! Weet weeeeet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After e show, went shopping, in the way, as in window shopping? Chatted with dear alot, so much that I've enjoyed. Though he was feelin rather fucked up before the movie &amp; during. Wonder why too. But then again, wells, guys DO have PMS at  times =) so yeah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Soul Gardens after that, awwww no picys! Didn't bring cam. Oh wells. There's always next time! =)&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/9019380120117412780-1212783468242460438?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1212783468242460438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=1212783468242460438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/1212783468242460438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/1212783468242460438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes-yes-theres-complications-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Stepha</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/_9EarCLze4B8/Rjw9TqzwKyI/AAAAAAAAABw/IjerydJf2pA/s72-c/PHOT0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9019380120117412780.post-7579238982145361807</id><published>2007-05-02T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:05:30.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Black &amp; White..</title><content type='html'>There's nothing more for me. It's the end of Us. It's just black &amp; white. Nothing else. How timely can this ever be? It's be 1Year,10Months, &amp;amp; don't bother the days. Wells. Nothing lasts forever. That's what i can say. Once A colourful world, it's left with black &amp; white. I'm not motivated for a skin of my own anymore. In case you're wondering this copied tem. Darn with this irrelevant subject.&lt;br /&gt;It's the lost of interest. He doesn't care about me anymore. He would've become anxious. He would've freaked out when I finally did not call him "dear" anymore. He would've.. Guess it's just the end of fate. I guessed so. It had finally began. Now. From this very instant. Tears kept flowing down my cheecks uncontrollably. It's the deepest moment of my life. I've fallen down into the deepest side of the world. Just can't describe this. "What's yours, will be yours." Seriously, you can't force stuff. I seemed to be mean, I seemed to be harsh. But deep inside, I needed him so badly. I seriously do. It really shocked me to receive such a message, " Haiz.. Everyday quarrel. I rather break seriously.." No doubt, He's letting go of my hand.. I'm sad. Clearly, I am. The pain I'm suffering now was a million times more of the one I had on my eye lid. I just had oil splattered on my eye lid; painful? Think twice, cuz it's far worse now. Till it had englufed the pain on my eye lid. Till it felt nothing at all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9019380120117412780-7579238982145361807?l=stephaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7579238982145361807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9019380120117412780&amp;postID=7579238982145361807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/7579238982145361807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9019380120117412780/posts/default/7579238982145361807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/into-black-white.html' title='Into Black &amp; White..'/><author><name>Stepha</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>
