<?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-21082784</id><updated>2011-11-07T02:26:53.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>248</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-8350574302380571521</id><published>2007-05-13T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:26:44.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change blog</title><content type='html'>Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to change my blog website because of some cant-speak-out reasons&lt;br /&gt;Guess this should be the last entry for popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!!! readers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-8350574302380571521?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8350574302380571521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=8350574302380571521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8350574302380571521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8350574302380571521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/change-blog.html' title='Change blog'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3916177772291544541</id><published>2007-05-09T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T14:13:10.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final post of the month!!!!!!!!!!!! im just joking</title><content type='html'>MONEY = LONGER WORKING HOURS = NOT TIME TO REST = TIRED = WANNA SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to elaborate what this funny-looking equation means. The meaning is so obvious right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Eminem - Superman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3916177772291544541?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3916177772291544541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3916177772291544541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3916177772291544541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3916177772291544541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/final-post-of-month-im-just-joking.html' title='Final post of the month!!!!!!!!!!!! im just joking'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3428674660505322667</id><published>2007-05-06T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:14:20.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday and today I really enjoyed alot. It's definitely a memorable birthday celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should skip what actually happened yesterday. It was kinda of sinful yet bloody enjoying. Thank huifen for the nice small muffins. I touched from the bottom of my heart when she told me she actually ordered this muffins one month ago. Thank man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although this is not the first time I celebrate my birthday with my boyfriend. This is definitely the first birthday that made me feel so happy and touched ( not to the extent that I wil cry la )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok.. So what happened today, 6th of may :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj37x6Ne7WI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TQVLuNzPYnA/s1600-h/DSC03359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061478391092276578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj37x6Ne7WI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TQVLuNzPYnA/s320/DSC03359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He ordered pizzas. One of them is called the meat lover. Yes both of us are MEAT LOVERS&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj37x6Ne7XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8COEDcPrrsE/s1600-h/DSC03360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061478391092276594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj37x6Ne7XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8COEDcPrrsE/s320/DSC03360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bear he gave me. I love teddy bear and dogs alot. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly speaking my two glass panel are over-loaded with soft toys. * grinning&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj37yKNe7YI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9ftFq88uZz0/s1600-h/DSC03361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061478395387243906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj37yKNe7YI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9ftFq88uZz0/s320/DSC03361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flowers! I didnt expected him to give me this but he really surprised me. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly we also catch a movie as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj39oKNe7ZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/po1XRSArB14/s1600-h/DSC03362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061480422611807634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj39oKNe7ZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/po1XRSArB14/s320/DSC03362.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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The keychain he gave me to make into 2 handphone keychains. =D&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj39oaNe7aI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KOjP1T9WxSQ/s1600-h/DSC03364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061480426906774946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj39oaNe7aI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KOjP1T9WxSQ/s320/DSC03364.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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First month present. * Min han&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He treated me very well. Im really satisfied and happy with him =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shame to say that I haven even bought him anything till now. Gees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie dear, I would try my best stop taking cab! =PpPp&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/21082784-3428674660505322667?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3428674660505322667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3428674660505322667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3428674660505322667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3428674660505322667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-18th-birthday.html' title='Happy 18th birthday'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rj37x6Ne7WI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TQVLuNzPYnA/s72-c/DSC03359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-1317952122136191397</id><published>2007-05-04T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T13:38:21.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn over</title><content type='html'>This is  a sudden thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chatting on phone with J, I realised I should not complain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is actually near to perfect except for my finicial, studies problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to canteen to drink milk tea! mama meee yaaaaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-1317952122136191397?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1317952122136191397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=1317952122136191397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1317952122136191397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1317952122136191397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/turn-over.html' title='Turn over'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3374846250456169069</id><published>2007-05-03T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T10:44:12.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second post of the day</title><content type='html'>So the second entry of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a cant-be-describle feelings within me. I wont say that it's a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to admit this days, I have been thinking so much. ( be it as in studies, family or relationship )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I just pour out everything with unlimited flow of tears coming down my cheek. I find nobody to talk neither do I wish to call anyone up to complain how I am a loser. ok.. I know it sounded contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at my bf, he is busying with his own work. Very stress he is yet I cant do anything about it. I dont feel good and really worried for his health as well. I should be more independent; that's all I can say.  gees sounded so mushy. I speaking from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress Im not trying to emo but I really feel so. I got the right to feel so right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I intend to quit my job as I think I really need some space for me, myself, friends and family. I wont mentioned about bf as Im meeting him every single days. ah hur~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*JUST IN THE PROGESS OF THINKING WHETHER SHOULD I QUIT THAT PERFECT JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Im feeling tired and abit i-dont-know-what-to-do feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to my class! ciaoz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3374846250456169069?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3374846250456169069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3374846250456169069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3374846250456169069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3374846250456169069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/second-post-of-day.html' title='Second post of the day'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5351345086179654526</id><published>2007-05-03T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:50:56.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123</title><content type='html'>I DELETED THE WHOLE POST I TYPED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5351345086179654526?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5351345086179654526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5351345086179654526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5351345086179654526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5351345086179654526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/123_03.html' title='123'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-8106826213781222892</id><published>2007-05-03T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:50:55.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123</title><content type='html'>I DELETED THE WHOLE POST I TYPED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-8106826213781222892?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8106826213781222892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=8106826213781222892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8106826213781222892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8106826213781222892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/123.html' title='123'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3457239173910179165</id><published>2007-05-02T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T14:25:03.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid</title><content type='html'>Sometime I really got to admit the fact Im stupid as in slow reaction, slow working brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just put a classic example of my all studity acts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a 60 over years old uncle my telephone without hesitating.&lt;br /&gt; Guys please dont asked me why I gave him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... he is old and weak so out of sympathy I just gave him. After that I started asking myself "why did he want my nos for ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel scared and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, this incident is over.&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got brain to think basic things. okie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I fucking miss him now can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3457239173910179165?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3457239173910179165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3457239173910179165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3457239173910179165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3457239173910179165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/stupid.html' title='Stupid'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7069589690795368198</id><published>2007-05-02T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:39:47.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT NEWS~</title><content type='html'>I realised the bond between me and my family drifting further and further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is all my fault can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do feel sad and gulity about this but I do nothing about it. I feel like a dumb ass when Im doing nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, I still know my family cares about me alot. They celebrated my birthday ( early bd ) this year. They never celebrate with me before all this year ( apart from when Im still a small girl ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest new of this month is that my birthday is coming very bery very the soon! Honestly, Im not really excited about my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rjdso6Ne7VI/AAAAAAAAAGw/utGFU7Oixwk/s1600-h/bd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059632156450418002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rjdso6Ne7VI/AAAAAAAAAGw/utGFU7Oixwk/s320/bd.bmp" 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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.: Guns and roses - Dont cry&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/21082784-7069589690795368198?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7069589690795368198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7069589690795368198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7069589690795368198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7069589690795368198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/hot-news.html' title='HOT NEWS~'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Rjdso6Ne7VI/AAAAAAAAAGw/utGFU7Oixwk/s72-c/bd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4928720436174863556</id><published>2007-04-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:54:53.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>----</title><content type='html'>I got nothing to say about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhap I should say I have not mood to say anything about today as my chest pain is aching again right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had already eaten my medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4928720436174863556?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4928720436174863556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4928720436174863556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4928720436174863556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4928720436174863556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='----'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4170764943391445324</id><published>2007-04-27T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:45:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Dont worry I will not blog about presentation again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont say that my current life is empty neither i will say it is exciting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im satisfied with my life but I dont feel very happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4170764943391445324?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4170764943391445324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4170764943391445324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4170764943391445324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4170764943391445324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-8082277779392232428</id><published>2007-04-26T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T13:28:12.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo ( EDITED )</title><content type='html'>This is the nos 238357234u857834095th times I told myself not to complain or rant on my school work ( presentation ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but but this time is different from the other I complained can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM CHOSEN TO BE THE LEADER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the thought of leaving my seat flashed in my mind immdiately when I know that Im actually chosen to be the leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok..&lt;br /&gt;- Im not someone that can lead others to the right way&lt;br /&gt;- Im never a dominator&lt;br /&gt;- Im not a someone that can speak well&lt;br /&gt;- My brain is full of juice but not ideas&lt;br /&gt;- Im shy and not confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone slapped me and tell me it's only a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I should get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so empty and stupid now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-8082277779392232428?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8082277779392232428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=8082277779392232428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8082277779392232428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8082277779392232428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/bravo.html' title='Bravo ( EDITED )'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7154768374499495195</id><published>2007-04-25T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T13:10:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ' if ' possible</title><content type='html'>I will not include about family in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. .  If you wanna me to compare which ( boyfriend or friends ) is more important in my life. It exactly fits in perfectly with the theory ‘both side of my hands is made of flesh”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie but if I really got to make a choice. I will definitely choose my boyfriend. Of course with the condition that he must prove that he is worth it for me to make such decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what criteria must he have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got to love him a lot a lot and a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The feelings where you think you gonna be with him for a long period of time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Let me feel that Im needed&lt;br /&gt;- he must be at the height of 168&lt;br /&gt;- he must weight at least 60  over ( yes, i love fatter-than-average guy )&lt;br /&gt;- he must carry a renoma wallet&lt;br /&gt;- he cares about me a lot&lt;br /&gt;- he willing to bring me home regardless he is drunk tired working or whatever reasons you can named.&lt;br /&gt;-  he love me as much as I do ( I personally feel that he do can )&lt;br /&gt;-  A never-say-tired-shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is only the 1/3 of all criteria. I just worried some of you might not know who is this person. He is my current bf .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s not say about OVER-UNREASONABLE situation like as if my bf wants me to sever ties with my closest friend lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously there's some problems right now..Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okie that’s all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-7154768374499495195?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7154768374499495195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7154768374499495195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7154768374499495195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7154768374499495195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-possible.html' title='The &apos; if &apos; possible'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-183142282736243306</id><published>2007-04-23T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T12:48:34.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad and good</title><content type='html'>So what's good about Republic polytechnic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is cheap. Beside that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Internet acess which linked to MSN, internet explorer and blogging&lt;br /&gt;- Clean toliet&lt;br /&gt;- Nice friends&lt;br /&gt;- The facilities is new&lt;br /&gt;- Can use handphone in class&lt;br /&gt;- got dudes got babes&lt;br /&gt;- Air conditioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I cant think of any good points anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone disagree about it. You're free to tag on my tagboard to let me know more good points. I really wish I could fall in love with this school can so i wont complain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the bad points about Republic poly?&lt;br /&gt;- Nagging facil&lt;br /&gt;- Idiotic cleaner&lt;br /&gt;- arrogant people&lt;br /&gt;-  Presentation everyday&lt;br /&gt;- After eating, must put back the plates ( NYP not need )&lt;br /&gt;- smoking area damn far can&lt;br /&gt;- no fastfood&lt;br /&gt;- 90% of students speak english ( is not that I dont like that, Im just not adapted to it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cant think of anymore. So free to tag please!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM alive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-183142282736243306?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/183142282736243306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=183142282736243306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/183142282736243306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/183142282736243306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-and-good.html' title='bad and good'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3335386804031112592</id><published>2007-04-22T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:09:24.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shiity/LOUSY post.</title><content type='html'>Today is sunday. OBVIOUSLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a loser when im presenting my own slide. I should not complain anymore but to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im still living fine except for some things that is bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS THIS GUYS MAN ??? Im not sure at all. Maybe is my ex-bf maybe is my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck la. I dont feel like blogging now can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth comes into my mind on how to end this entry so GOOD BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3335386804031112592?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3335386804031112592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3335386804031112592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3335386804031112592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3335386804031112592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/shiitylousy-post.html' title='shiity/LOUSY post.'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-2773762814523051411</id><published>2007-04-19T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:52:55.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily life</title><content type='html'>Presentation, presentation, still presentation everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate presentation!!!!! I really hate presentation !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bf have been together for 1 month exactly so bless us okie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really so tired now. Off to bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-2773762814523051411?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2773762814523051411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=2773762814523051411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2773762814523051411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2773762814523051411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/daily-life.html' title='Daily life'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-6139470897265015668</id><published>2007-04-16T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T01:02:31.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>I realised that my complexion is getting worser! ( pimple-loaded ). Any kind soul willing to introduce good facial wash or makeup remover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the feeling whereby when I looked into the mirror, I can saw small white hot volvanoes. yaya.. some of you might experienced this before hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is the first day of school! Honestly speaking Im not excited about it. Im really so so so scared of myself. Yes myself. I scared I wont talk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie you got to be talkative can? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just change my e-mail to &lt;a href="mailto:steph_popcorn@hotmail.com"&gt;steph_popcorn@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. Add me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Backstreets Boys - As Long You Love Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-6139470897265015668?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6139470897265015668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=6139470897265015668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/6139470897265015668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/6139470897265015668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3942833588994073813</id><published>2007-04-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:57:36.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Said this post is cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD3uNLI1jI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8NV3h18gjcg/s1600-h/DSC03259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053311155092117042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD3uNLI1jI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8NV3h18gjcg/s320/DSC03259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what this expression means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD3udLI1kI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uaZtOSi_KzA/s1600-h/DSC03212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053311159387084354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD3udLI1kI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uaZtOSi_KzA/s320/DSC03212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD2sdLI1gI/AAAAAAAAAGI/S0fOMgnWWX0/s1600-h/DSC03253.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD2sdLI1hI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/b8IFNG6XOks/s1600-h/DSC03272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053310025515718162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD2sdLI1hI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/b8IFNG6XOks/s320/DSC03272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bull face. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD2stLI1iI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ndKhWjRzepw/s1600-h/DSC03261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053310029810685474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD2stLI1iI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ndKhWjRzepw/s320/DSC03261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know that my bravenet vote is so bloody popular by this person. Well.... he would poll me as "sux" once or twice almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let him know that poll me just once is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, an advice to him please grow up and have balls to talk to me if you're unhappy with my personalities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3942833588994073813?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3942833588994073813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3942833588994073813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3942833588994073813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3942833588994073813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/said-this-post-is-cute.html' title='Said this post is cute'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RiD3uNLI1jI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8NV3h18gjcg/s72-c/DSC03259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-654122050912448385</id><published>2007-04-13T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:53:47.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is balance</title><content type='html'>I would begin on the very first orientation day at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I am very quiet and nearly to "mute". I got no words/feeling/things to describle about school . All I could say is BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing of all things in school is the food is very cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what about my love life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is near to the word " PERFECT ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing is that my feelings didnt fade but get stronger to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this relationship is definitely not a WANT but a NEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought suddenenly flashed into my mind.Im thinking of my classmates/friends/my dog right now. I didnt meet them up for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! I get a job at esplanade as well. Pretty fun!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thank to blogger. Although I have not seen them but at least I get to know how have they been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-654122050912448385?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/654122050912448385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=654122050912448385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/654122050912448385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/654122050912448385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/everything-is-balance.html' title='Everything is balance'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4039928888520211232</id><published>2007-04-04T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:53:51.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My awesome boyfriend =]</title><content type='html'>yaya STEPH BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Well... Quite a nice day I had today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" love him so much ". This the sentence expressed all my feelings now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that every small arguements let us know better of each other. Thank DEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to show one of his talents. Well.. maybe some of you guys might not think this is "something " but to me it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RhKECzmwa6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/TKiJdKLz5zo/s1600-h/DSC03165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049243315983117218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RhKECzmwa6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/TKiJdKLz5zo/s320/DSC03165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ring used to be very memorable to me. See the word " USED TO " ? I didnt use hammer but his teeth. Awesome right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RhKEDTmwa8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/G7kEaBftszs/s1600-h/DSC03169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049243324573051842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RhKEDTmwa8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/G7kEaBftszs/s320/DSC03169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neatly folded can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RhKEDDmwa7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/SvJfkknZLq8/s1600-h/DSC03168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049243320278084530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RhKEDDmwa7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/SvJfkknZLq8/s320/DSC03168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course other recreation of his teeth. Neat and flat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4039928888520211232?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4039928888520211232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4039928888520211232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4039928888520211232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4039928888520211232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-awesome-boyfriend.html' title='My awesome boyfriend =]'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RhKECzmwa6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/TKiJdKLz5zo/s72-c/DSC03165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5462810101487420380</id><published>2007-03-31T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T00:58:34.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's sounded stupid but it's true ( edited )</title><content type='html'>I still remebered clearly when I was young. I always hope that I am a vampire. Even when Im writing my chinese composition the title " what you want to be when u grow up ? " The nos-1-thought was vampire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonono, not a doctor not a lawyer not a policeman but a vampire =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ask me why do I wanna be a vampire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally amazed by the show " MY DATE WITH A VAMPIRE ". This show really inspired me to be a vampire which is totally unrealistic and not practical to think of that actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I hope that Im a talking bird with human brain and a camera around my neck. So I could communicate with human whenever I want. Fly to anywhere without buying tickets. Take as much photo as I want. Again Im still unrealistic and not practical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am uber boring, tired lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However just now my dear come and find me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought I wont be meeting him today as I promise my mother to stay at home today.&lt;br /&gt;From the day, 18/03, we been together till now. I have been seeing him everyday ( not almost everyday can ). No, Im not sick of looking at him...hahaass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope things will go smoothly everyday. =] =]=]=]=]=] * smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5462810101487420380?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5462810101487420380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5462810101487420380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5462810101487420380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5462810101487420380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-sounded-stupid-but-its-true.html' title='it&apos;s sounded stupid but it&apos;s true ( edited )'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5251498379827341766</id><published>2007-03-28T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:32:22.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorrys and thanks</title><content type='html'>I didnt intend to blog this out initially as I really felt that I reaLLY owe Tony apologize..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to RP again to settle my enrollement thingy and finally it's done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony and company called me up to pay a visit to my friend, A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im very reluntant to go very very reluntant to go. The main reason is I dont feel that there's a need for me to turn up there. Honestly, I felt like Im not longer with them and neither they need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna say a grandmother's story. I just wanna to say sorry to Tony for being immature impulsive rude attitude and thanks him for withstanding me all this while.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I really deserved more than a scolding from him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5251498379827341766?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5251498379827341766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5251498379827341766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5251498379827341766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5251498379827341766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorrys-and-thanks.html' title='sorrys and thanks'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7369008871505702583</id><published>2007-03-27T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T02:10:30.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo of da day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;25/03/07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, dear wanna cooked for me spagetti initially. However, he is very busy with his work but I believe that there is still the-next-time. ( There's still a long way I assumed )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we still got a chef, Ivan, with us. His cooking is superb. I love his spagetti, brocoli, corn soup! NICE NICE NICE~ Thank IVAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Three of us really enjoyed alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, the washing part is not done by me as well is done my dear! How relaxing is it at his house CAN. I not need to cook and not need to wash. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme proudly introduce my bf, ZHUO MINHAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RggLjE4ohuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4JGuOyF19no/s1600-h/DSC03041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046296079703246562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="322" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RggLjE4ohuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4JGuOyF19no/s320/DSC03041.JPG" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RggG704ohtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Vy4grM_4gSA/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046291007346869970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RggG704ohtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Vy4grM_4gSA/s320/DSC03043.JPG" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RggF7U4ohsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YGq-xi62ZVI/s1600-h/DSC03049.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.:No doubt - Don't speak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-7369008871505702583?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7369008871505702583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7369008871505702583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7369008871505702583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7369008871505702583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/photo-of-da-day.html' title='Photo of da day~'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RggLjE4ohuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4JGuOyF19no/s72-c/DSC03041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4853035414905357247</id><published>2007-03-25T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T01:57:14.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life isnt boring</title><content type='html'>Well didnt intend to blog today because Im so bloody tired !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing inspired me to write actually....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna to say is I had a great time today and Im SO bloody tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 1.55 ! Im talking to him on phone * concentration&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4853035414905357247?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4853035414905357247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4853035414905357247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4853035414905357247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4853035414905357247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-isnt-boring.html' title='Life isnt boring'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3008109421983649315</id><published>2007-03-24T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:08:38.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life and My Bf</title><content type='html'>Nothing unusual happened except that I got myself a BF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the nos 6 days we been together. Everything seemed to be going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw tmr i going Republic Poly for enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, J, just told me that I need to bring O level result. I bloody tear and threw away the slip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I dont know what to say but I wanted to let eveyone and him know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" wo shi zhen xin gei ta zha yi qi "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounded mushy I KNOW I KNOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3008109421983649315?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3008109421983649315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3008109421983649315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3008109421983649315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3008109421983649315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-life-and-my-bf.html' title='My life and My Bf'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3095586789245607499</id><published>2007-03-18T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T04:36:01.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" LOV&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; KNOW HOW TO FORGIVE BUT DONT KNOW HOW&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;TO REGRET "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3095586789245607499?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3095586789245607499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3095586789245607499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3095586789245607499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3095586789245607499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-1540112473199375791</id><published>2007-03-16T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T19:48:33.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts</title><content type='html'>I find out something I shouldn't find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah.. what a good lier he is . He actually had a gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah.. Thinking of those msg he send me. Im so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone willing to slap me up and tell me that it's NOT TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i SHOULD be awake now. hahahahahahahahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-1540112473199375791?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1540112473199375791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=1540112473199375791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1540112473199375791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1540112473199375791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-hurts.html' title='It hurts'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-8753558405050433768</id><published>2007-03-16T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T19:24:57.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i am doing nowadays</title><content type='html'>I am posted to Republic. Yes I know I told u guys before but I wanna to say it one more time can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really disgusted by one of friends, C, about what and how she talk behind me. Yeah! Girls's words are definitely mean and crude ( Beyond what you can actually think ). Anw FUCK IT ! ! since she wont be in my friend's list anymore but still im going out with her. Yes what a hyporcrite I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been drinking for consecutive 2 days. okok I know it may not be tiring for some of you but but but but buttttt  Im really tired and coming to get sick of drinking. Later still meeting D and company for drinking session again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship going up then down then up then down again and it's still down. Honestly, I dont belong to those type that need attention for 24/7 but I still need to know his heart is pumping with me always. ( btw, I didnt mean anything or hinting anyone by saying this hur )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I think Im handling my feelings very well. I feel so no-interest about talking such stuff  so FUCK IT as well! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And truely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MYSELF ALOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-8753558405050433768?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8753558405050433768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=8753558405050433768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8753558405050433768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8753558405050433768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-i-am-doing-nowadays.html' title='what i am doing nowadays'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-8650795933777268034</id><published>2007-03-13T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T01:51:49.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOUSIEST ENTRY</title><content type='html'>Nothing new happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still bored. I have been online this few days chatting with the same old people. They're probably at home doing nothing like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ast night I had a crazy chat with TINTIN. It was quite entertaining and fun because he crapped alot!!!! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what Im talking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a job urgently. So anyone have any job to intro please called me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup that's all for today. Im tired! hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-8650795933777268034?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8650795933777268034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=8650795933777268034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8650795933777268034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8650795933777268034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/lousiest-entry.html' title='LOUSIEST ENTRY'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7843243358434065113</id><published>2007-03-10T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T00:54:24.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I draw like an artiste?</title><content type='html'>Did I mentioned before I love to draw alot ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGNXX3_TXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WcUwKwe7030/s1600-h/DSC02970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039964890689654130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGNXX3_TXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WcUwKwe7030/s320/DSC02970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGPeH3_TdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LlezNxDgiZQ/s1600-h/DSC02960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039967205677026770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGPeH3_TdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LlezNxDgiZQ/s320/DSC02960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGNXX3_TXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WcUwKwe7030/s1600-h/DSC02970.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MONKEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MONKEY!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGOPH3_TYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C77wJqODCDs/s1600-h/DSC02961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039965848467361154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGOPH3_TYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C77wJqODCDs/s320/DSC02961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGOPX3_TaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ueGKQj9WYcA/s1600-h/DSC02969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039965852762328482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGOPX3_TaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ueGKQj9WYcA/s320/DSC02969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;okok I know both dogs dont looked the same. hahas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGO2n3_TbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eRi8PXlQDT8/s1600-h/DSC02962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039966527072193970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGO2n3_TbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eRi8PXlQDT8/s320/DSC02962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dont know who Im drawing but Im really bored at that time. GEES~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGO233_TcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hg__n-X_abE/s1600-h/DSC02963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039966531367161282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGO233_TcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hg__n-X_abE/s320/DSC02963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some neoprints. hehehe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-7843243358434065113?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7843243358434065113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7843243358434065113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7843243358434065113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7843243358434065113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-i-draw-like-artiste.html' title='Do I draw like an artiste?'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfGNXX3_TXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WcUwKwe7030/s72-c/DSC02970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-2745794422177212674</id><published>2007-03-09T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T01:16:43.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos blogging!</title><content type='html'>Althought I have not been blogging so oftenly I still lazy to type out. Anw, I dont have anything new or interesting or problems to say at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let you guys to see my small little room and some other photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBB4afrECI/AAAAAAAAADM/SlVUD8Ga_1U/s1600-h/DSC02823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039600420468232226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBB4afrECI/AAAAAAAAADM/SlVUD8Ga_1U/s320/DSC02823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bed ! and my little tigee pillow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBB4qfrEDI/AAAAAAAAADU/hDV_i57JJFc/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039600424763199538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBB4qfrEDI/AAAAAAAAADU/hDV_i57JJFc/s320/DSC02827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My study table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBB4qfrEEI/AAAAAAAAADc/wa0Dk9bYjOw/s1600-h/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039600424763199554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBB4qfrEEI/AAAAAAAAADc/wa0Dk9bYjOw/s320/DSC02828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing different from the first pic but but but my " chocolate " is on my bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBDeKfrEGI/AAAAAAAAADs/bb24w8trj6c/s1600-h/DSC02941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039602168519921762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBDeKfrEGI/AAAAAAAAADs/bb24w8trj6c/s320/DSC02941.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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ugly ORANLI spectacle which I swear I will never wear it anywhere except at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBDeKfrEFI/AAAAAAAAADk/Z9MMpOUuByQ/s1600-h/DSC02938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039602168519921746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBDeKfrEFI/AAAAAAAAADk/Z9MMpOUuByQ/s320/DSC02938.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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- - - - - &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBDeafrEHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IW2ovf9Pvr8/s1600-h/DSC02950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039602172814889074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBDeafrEHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IW2ovf9Pvr8/s320/DSC02950.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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Largest snail I have ever seen! It defintely bigger than my palm. ( The one on top of it is the normal size one )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-2745794422177212674?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2745794422177212674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=2745794422177212674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2745794422177212674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2745794422177212674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/photos-blogging.html' title='Photos blogging!'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RfBB4afrECI/AAAAAAAAADM/SlVUD8Ga_1U/s72-c/DSC02823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7897556890824668165</id><published>2007-03-06T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:43:56.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick one</title><content type='html'>Finally I get my result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posted to Republic Poly . I forget which course Im getting in Anw, is something about eletronics or what communication and XXX.. thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going out now! ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-7897556890824668165?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7897556890824668165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7897556890824668165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7897556890824668165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7897556890824668165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/quick-one.html' title='Quick one'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3319742142178449332</id><published>2007-03-06T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T01:49:42.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone there?</title><content type='html'>I have not been updating very oftenly and I definitely not in best mood to update something interesting or my current "status" properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1.32 am now and i'm awake for no apparent reason. I have not been sleeping well for dont-know-how-many-days. Yes, Im fucking tired now and my eyes is about to close as well. Every interval of 5 mins, I will yawn like a gorilla. yes Im real tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 days I didnt went anywhere ( I cant find anyone to go out ! ) but to follow my parents everywhere they went. Im not trying to say this is torturous for me but but but it's real tired for me. okie. I mean if you follow someone to somewhere which you're not interested in totally. It will be bloody boring right ? Anw, I do enjoyed when we sat down and eat dim sum at chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Im running on a moive marathon now so if anyone is interested to join in. Please called me up ya? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Pursuit of Happyness&lt;br /&gt;- Hannibal raising&lt;br /&gt;- Letters from Iwo Jima&lt;br /&gt;- Im a Cyborg but that's ok&lt;br /&gt;- Volver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3319742142178449332?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3319742142178449332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3319742142178449332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3319742142178449332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3319742142178449332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/anyone-there.html' title='Anyone there?'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5776025314290881765</id><published>2007-03-01T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T02:52:06.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger</title><content type='html'>He is very charming so charming. I cant stop myself from peeking on how the way he read his book. ( of course away from his light blue eyes )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... his face still lingers in my mind. The wrinkles on his face doesn't make him look old but it only makes him look more manly. Oh ya.. not to forget to mention his little goatee nearly made me went insane. hahaas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I still remembered clearly he is wearing a dark blur collar T and a grey pant. There's a black harvest bag on his thigh, holding a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every station stopped, he moved his eye alittle to observe the surrounding. Sad to say he didnt notice my presence. I was just sitting right in front of him, looking at him quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ding dong OUTRAM PARK STATIION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. He just stand up and walk out. My eyes just followed his back till the door closes...&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever experience such things ? I do !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5776025314290881765?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5776025314290881765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5776025314290881765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5776025314290881765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5776025314290881765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/stranger.html' title='Stranger'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-1862298377646824972</id><published>2007-02-27T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T15:25:36.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big lumpy one</title><content type='html'>***copy and paste and edit from my olg blog ****( im so lazy to type )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why today my topic is condoms is because of this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: I come across a shop from fareast and is a -unsexiest-unhorniess-shop la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was curious( how come got such shops la) but I'm quite shy to step into the shop as I'm only 16. I just saw this undergarment specially designed for guys or gayS? I don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looked like a yellow g-string. but in front is like that is belt(red) to tie on the penis( should be). Honestly it doesn't looked sexy at all, it looked like it's meant for those adult who like -oh-sexy-dangerous-games.yeah.. haha. I'm sorry I couldn't take the pic but I drew it out! wahahaa~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RePcjTSowOI/AAAAAAAAADA/59tj7F9QCDo/s1600-h/fg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036111307362320610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RePcjTSowOI/AAAAAAAAADA/59tj7F9QCDo/s320/fg.bmp" 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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know that there's a -push-up-underwear for guy to make 'them' look firm and big! I still remember a moive ( dougbeball) there's a guy who tried to make this ball look bigger, he tried to pump in some air. hahaa... this moive is fucking nice too la. damn funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;is there a need? my god. For girl, we had the push up bra or even the minximerser bra with technology. I mean for girls I understand to make their boob to be more 'outstanding' and confident? I dont find guy with huge penis attractive honestly. HORRORS~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-1862298377646824972?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1862298377646824972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=1862298377646824972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1862298377646824972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1862298377646824972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/big-lumpy-one.html' title='Big lumpy one'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RePcjTSowOI/AAAAAAAAADA/59tj7F9QCDo/s72-c/fg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-9158988708434978152</id><published>2007-02-26T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T14:07:02.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out out out~</title><content type='html'>I just hope I can see him on the street today! The percentage will be 99.92763748%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update again when Im back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-9158988708434978152?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/9158988708434978152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=9158988708434978152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/9158988708434978152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/9158988708434978152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/out-out-out.html' title='out out out~'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-1617926489286106338</id><published>2007-02-25T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:52:29.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING( edited )</title><content type='html'>Things are getting better when I think of him lesser but still waiting for his msg everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I felt that my hormones are getting high. NONONO is not that Im getting lust over them as in like I get gaga over guys easily. This definitely explained why do i have this nos of Oh-Short relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright maybe it will be better off for me to be single?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon.. I swear I would be a fantastic wife and lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I stayed at home and meditate.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have the feeling like you got totally nothing better to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at home the whole day repeating the very standard procedure like opening the fridge then close it then on and off the computer for 95452325th of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Wondering my MSN list looked so empty with not a single of my best friends is online! Where have they been ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-1617926489286106338?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1617926489286106338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=1617926489286106338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1617926489286106338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1617926489286106338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/boring_25.html' title='BORING( edited )'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-1163369890078048255</id><published>2007-02-25T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T01:07:25.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/ReBwLzSowNI/AAAAAAAAACw/7CVamblCxA8/s1600-h/DSC02895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035147731449462994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/ReBwLzSowNI/AAAAAAAAACw/7CVamblCxA8/s320/DSC02895.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/ReBvyjSowMI/AAAAAAAAACo/FJ7PUsk0Xhc/s1600-h/DSC02895.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE NTH TO TALK OR WRITE ABOUT !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ANYONE GIVE ME SOME ASPIRATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.:Westlife - My Love&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/21082784-1163369890078048255?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1163369890078048255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=1163369890078048255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1163369890078048255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1163369890078048255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/boring.html' title='BORING!'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/ReBwLzSowNI/AAAAAAAAACw/7CVamblCxA8/s72-c/DSC02895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-2839090618987813824</id><published>2007-02-21T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:45:53.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not kuku qiao</title><content type='html'>While I was walking down a coffeeshop at chinatown yesterday. An uncle approached me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LTK UNCLE : " XIAO JIE ARH ~ DUO SHA ? " (Miss, how much you selling ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( LTK is Lao Ti Ko )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned back and do-i-looked-like-hooker look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are thinking if I wear too less or revealing. YOU ARE SOOOOO WRONG! I wore a grey t-shirt and long jeans. I guess that uncle must have something wrong in his eyes or if not his brain is in the process of decaying ah hur ( TOO OLD ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......He was still smiling like he never saw girls before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME : " WO BU SHI QI ! " ( Im not a chicken! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I shouted at him and walk off angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw is over! I swear this is not the first time Im being asked. Geess??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:Dashboard Confessional - Vindicated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-2839090618987813824?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2839090618987813824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=2839090618987813824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2839090618987813824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2839090618987813824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-not-kuku-qiao.html' title='Im not kuku qiao'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-1277172296846956454</id><published>2007-02-19T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:05:16.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep thoughts(Edited)</title><content type='html'>Finally I recieved his message after 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of memories come into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this three years, I get in quite a nos of oh-short-relationships ( thinking I had already forgot him long long agos ). All I could say is all this relationship didnt last long after all although the feeling is so damn real ].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I bloody admit I miss him dearly. I wanted to tell him so much that I wanna be in his arms again and forever in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still wearing his ring Im not trying to prove that how faithful Im or whatever. I just dont bear to throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can anyone help me to call him up and tell him to come back to me? Gees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just throw aside all my edo and pride off for once and msg him today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys wish me lucks~! happy new year&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-1277172296846956454?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1277172296846956454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=1277172296846956454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1277172296846956454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1277172296846956454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep thoughts(Edited)'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-183566434569957116</id><published>2007-02-14T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:04:00.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont forget im also a living thing</title><content type='html'>Super Short Film title: Dont forget Im a living thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor: Chocolate Teo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra: Mother Teo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Stephanie Teo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RdIPcK8KP7I/AAAAAAAAACE/9GTPguXhgJo/s1600-h/kl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031100710373703602" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RdIRCa8KP9I/AAAAAAAAACU/stkNU89T8BQ/s320/DSC02784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RdIQxq8KP8I/AAAAAAAAACM/6CrNnI2-7qw/s1600-h/untitledjk.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RdIQxq8KP8I/AAAAAAAAACM/6CrNnI2-7qw/s1600-h/untitledjk.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowest rated : 0.00001234 star*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-183566434569957116?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/183566434569957116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=183566434569957116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/183566434569957116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/183566434569957116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-forget-im-also-living-thing.html' title='Dont forget im also a living thing'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RdIPcK8KP7I/AAAAAAAAACE/9GTPguXhgJo/s72-c/kl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5199082639054172632</id><published>2007-02-12T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:43:42.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE 2</title><content type='html'>After a few days of consideration, I know clearly there isnt any turning points at all. I dont wish to lie to myself anymore. ah hur~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this thought comes into my mind, it really killing me. The pain is so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to live with it anyway since I cant forget it. Maybe until one day "someone" may change this for me. lol Who knows!!!!! =]=]=]=]=]=]=]=]=]=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees..Let's not talk about that already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So V.day is reaching in 2 days time! Yeah, i got a date. I would rather say is a friend to friend date. Anw I will just enjoy myself on that day I swear!!!! yeah~~~~~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really get so pissed off by those people who read my blog and act as if they didnt read and know me so well.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; ( Dont asked me how i know they're reading, I got evidence )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5199082639054172632?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5199082639054172632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5199082639054172632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5199082639054172632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5199082639054172632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/update-2.html' title='UPDATE 2'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5334395951007013659</id><published>2007-02-11T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:13:51.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update of my life ( Edited)</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My result turned out unexpectedly bad. I get 20 points for L1R4. I failed my english as well.I put my first choice ( visual commiunication ). Guys pray for me again that i can get in this course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my computer was affected by virus but now is solved. Dont be worry if I send files to any of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is still the same. I argued with my parents and nearly moved out. I dont wish to say anymore about this. There nv a ending for this I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really hope that Im a guy so that I can take the first step rather to wait and wait and still wait. So next life please lemme be a man ah hur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that there is a shoulder for me to lean on and rest. I wanna cry out so loudly to make sure i feel better after doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna say out now is Im really really really very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad about my family.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad about *******.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad of not forgetting and letting things down so easily. ( I tried )&lt;br /&gt;I am sad about the memories that lingers in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad about the pay this month is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is never too soon to tell those you love how much you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5334395951007013659?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5334395951007013659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5334395951007013659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5334395951007013659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5334395951007013659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/update-of-my-life.html' title='Update of my life ( Edited)'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7286294456964253371</id><published>2007-02-08T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T01:29:46.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V day</title><content type='html'>Seriously nobody date me on valentine this year. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess probably no chocolates no flowers I'll be recieving this year as well.&lt;br /&gt;Im so lost for words now.. continue next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for those taking his/her O level result tmr ( including me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;My Immortal Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm so tired of being here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suppressed by all my childish fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and if you have to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish that you would just leave'cause your presence still lingers here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it won't leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these wounds won't seem to health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is pain is just too real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i held your hand through all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you still have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you used to captivate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by your resonating life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i'm bound by the life you left behindyour face it haunts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my once pleasant dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your voice it chased away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the sanity in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these wounds won't seem to health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is pain is just too real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-7286294456964253371?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7286294456964253371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7286294456964253371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7286294456964253371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7286294456964253371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/v-day.html' title='V day'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4182149209387520485</id><published>2007-02-06T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T01:29:46.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bobby™ I Dun Need To Act Cute To B Cute! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ur sub concious cannot cope wif it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BoBBii ™ I Dun Need To Act Cute To B Cute! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best to go consult a doc bout it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BoBBii  ™ I Dun Need To Act Cute To B Cute! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and c hw lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;steph___says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;dont want la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;steph___ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait i got record&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BoBBii ™ I Dun Need To Act Cute To B Cute! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BoBBii ™ I Dun Need To Act Cute To B Cute! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;record wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BoBBii ™ I Dun Need To Act Cute To B Cute! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of bein pyschotic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;steph___says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BoBBii  ™ I Dun Need To Act Cute To B Cute! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im thinking of something. Have I done something wrong or not? To me this isnt anything but to others maybe yes... I dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:Aerosmith - I dont want to miss a thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4182149209387520485?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4182149209387520485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4182149209387520485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4182149209387520485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4182149209387520485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/conversation.html' title='Conversation'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5386934934340443028</id><published>2007-02-04T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:35:26.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the ideal gift for your valentine?</title><content type='html'>Flower is a must-buy gift on valentine. Beside that cookies and chocolate are also very popular gifts for your valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now working under a companyy " Aalst chocolate fountain ". They are coming up with this heart shape mini fondue and also normal minifondue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RcX7U53UDkI/AAAAAAAAABg/8Nn44Pl950g/s1600-h/DSC02759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027700895577804354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RcX7U53UDkI/AAAAAAAAABg/8Nn44Pl950g/s320/DSC02759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart shape chocolate mini fondue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RcX7VJ3UDlI/AAAAAAAAABo/JCqBfOjNqOk/s1600-h/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027700899872771666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RcX7VJ3UDlI/AAAAAAAAABo/JCqBfOjNqOk/s320/DSC02766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This package comes with 2 heartshape fork and a park of small chocolate. This will a perfect gift for your gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartshape Mini Fondue ( with 2 fork and a free packet of chocolate) $29.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini Fondue ( with 4 forks and a free packet of chocolate ) $29.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're interested. Come down to harbourfront centre BIG MEGASTORE at level 3!!! While stocks last hur! Wanna know more details add me at &lt;a href="mailto:wac_120904@hotmail.com"&gt;wac_120904@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RcX7VZ3UDmI/AAAAAAAAABw/kL7VIfw35tI/s1600-h/DSC02760.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5386934934340443028?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5386934934340443028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5386934934340443028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5386934934340443028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5386934934340443028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-ideal-gift-for-your-valentine.html' title='what&apos;s the ideal gift for your valentine?'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RcX7U53UDkI/AAAAAAAAABg/8Nn44Pl950g/s72-c/DSC02759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-977740933789459231</id><published>2007-02-03T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:54:23.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True story</title><content type='html'>I was press and force to lie down flat. Nobody was holding neither pulling me against the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does ghost really exist in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For past 2 nights, I was pressed on the bed by a great force. I had used all my strength to open my eyes but I cant. I was very clear of what I was doing.Even my dog which was sleeping with me bark so loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Im soooooo sure that "somebody" is pressing me down! I cant call for help nobody is at home. I cant reached for phone which just lie a few inches beside me. I really feel so helpless at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I still remebered the trembling on my legs and how vigorously my bed shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not scared but Im worried will this happened the following nights. Seriously, Im really worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to see any pastor or priest. This will even make me more worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired pressure shagged sad. Honestly, there's nothing to make me feel better at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont joke with it. Think again what if this happened to you ? Nobody is at your side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-977740933789459231?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/977740933789459231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=977740933789459231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/977740933789459231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/977740933789459231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/true-story.html' title='True story'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7229157060634573337</id><published>2007-01-24T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:23:05.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting</title><content type='html'>I dont know why? Im so damn looking forward this 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to turn 18 this year ! yes yes yes finally 18! Say bye bye to sweet 17 !!&lt;br /&gt;No more fear of buying alcohol drink, cig and M18 moive tickets! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... I going to wait for other 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Im worrying now is my O level result, going to release on 5 feb! This cert will be predicting my future. God damn I really hate this feeling. If I pass, it will be great. but but but what if i failed honestly I dont know what to do next. ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel so troubled sometimes. I still haven learnt how to bring it all out! yeah shiiiittttttt headdddddd!!!! Forget it. Anw I dont feel good bringing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;There's two things in my mind right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I wanna to reborn my bloody can-never-be-straight hair. Im worrying if it will be over-flat once I reborn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second I wanna get a small tattoo on my wrist at my 18th birthday!  There's written " stephanie ". ah hur?  can I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really want !!!!!! ah ah!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-7229157060634573337?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7229157060634573337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7229157060634573337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7229157060634573337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7229157060634573337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/ranting.html' title='Ranting'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4150523919933234293</id><published>2007-01-18T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T01:55:15.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos of the days</title><content type='html'>For continous 3 days I had made no sales! Im not trying to earn any commision okie? Alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WANNA BUY CHOCOLATE? NOW IM HAVING THIS SPECIAL PROMOTION OF BUY 2 GET 1 FREE!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At end of this month, my company is coming up with small fondue which cost $29.80 and a heart shape fondue! If you're interested. Please care to add me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:wac_120904@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wac_120904@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the normal sweet ( 58% cocoa ) is $19.90&lt;br /&gt;For the bitter ( 78% cocoa ) is $28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While STOCKS LAST!!!! OK honestly I know it dont sounded convinicing ya?&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so so boring during work so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5g9nN56uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yPtcf-Yf4ho/s1600-h/DSC02643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021057246180272866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5g9nN56uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yPtcf-Yf4ho/s320/DSC02643.JPG" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take this pic for 1234th times! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5g9nN56vI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lCQp2Qq-rnE/s1600-h/DSC02645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021057246180272882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5g9nN56vI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lCQp2Qq-rnE/s320/DSC02645.JPG" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna to shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5g9nN56wI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9eT4t69Jkao/s1600-h/DSC02656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021057246180272898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5g9nN56wI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9eT4t69Jkao/s320/DSC02656.JPG" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna fight hur? =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5g93N56xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xwfAKpj4ico/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5hbHN56yI/AAAAAAAAABE/nWqFjmSKvH0/s1600-h/DSC02626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021057752986413858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5hbHN56yI/AAAAAAAAABE/nWqFjmSKvH0/s320/DSC02626.JPG" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decent one =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4150523919933234293?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4150523919933234293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4150523919933234293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4150523919933234293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4150523919933234293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/photos-of-days.html' title='Photos of the days'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/Ra5g9nN56uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yPtcf-Yf4ho/s72-c/DSC02643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3764842559995175474</id><published>2007-01-14T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:26:29.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging means i haven die</title><content type='html'>I have never in such a peaceful state for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the life Im yearning for always. No arguements, No finicial problem, No family problems, No relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realised Im getting more materialistic and socialable. Alright is isn't great to be materialistic. I dont wish myself to be indulge in branded stuffs ending up to be broke again! Im not trying to say indulging in branded stuffs isnt good but not at my age ( I haven even get a steady income ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next being sociable is good but Im worrying will I be over sociable? Moreover, I realised the nos I exchanged is mostly guys. Eh? nope, I should rather say is all guys except for 2 aunties.Im not trying to act chaste or whatever shit okie? I had never exchange nos with ppl that I only know for 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Serious at this point, I dont feel that Im a bitch or cheap or loose although currently Im attached. Im clear of what position Im standing at and I think that E trust me as well. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3764842559995175474?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3764842559995175474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3764842559995175474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3764842559995175474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3764842559995175474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogging-means-i-haven-die.html' title='Blogging means i haven die'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-2158687671448715050</id><published>2007-01-14T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T02:16:44.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>online friends..</title><content type='html'>A few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a online friend not once but a thrice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I saw him, I stare at him blankly for a few seconds to think is he the one on my friendster list ? Yes he is the one. He took a few glance back at me, probably thinking am I the girl in his friendster list as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The continous 3 times I saw him, I bend down my head and walk fast. I know I will definitely laugh like hell if i got any eye contact with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, he looked better in person. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, jing sorry ps you last mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treat you eat censar next time okie? =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-2158687671448715050?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2158687671448715050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=2158687671448715050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2158687671448715050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2158687671448715050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/online-friends.html' title='online friends..'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4502257255617494320</id><published>2007-01-07T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T01:47:53.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move on~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gees... I continue my work after all complaints i made =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am transferred to Harbourfont " BIG " instead of working in IMM ( at jurong east ) and my off is on Saturday and Sunday instead of working 6days a week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, tell me honestly do I looked like a malay ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RZ_gdb2Aj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/V27LgM3bVtI/s1600-h/DSC02529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016975306209136594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RZ_gdb2Aj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/V27LgM3bVtI/s320/DSC02529.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&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/21082784-4502257255617494320?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4502257255617494320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4502257255617494320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4502257255617494320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4502257255617494320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/move-on.html' title='Move on~'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RZ_gdb2Aj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/V27LgM3bVtI/s72-c/DSC02529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-1627726425558529262</id><published>2007-01-03T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T01:13:23.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not die!</title><content type='html'>I AM going to quit this job by this month. Im already half die by the time I reached home. The next day I going to wake by 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally no mood to work..  on e verge on throwing up the towel... I guess I already did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I had missed out alot of things on net! BLOODY~ The most important thing is that SMOSH had actually uploaded some new of videos on youtube. Sad to say till now I haven watched finished all of them. I LOVE SMOSH! ROCK ON MY LITTLE BABY * OucHhH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst to worst, the amount of money I owe my mother is nolonger a hill anymore.In the process of turning to big mountain. i declare i'm desperate for money now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can call up CAI SHEN YE to drop a few $1000 notes on the floor for me to pick up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright lastly stephanie bowed down to apologize for the lame-ness ( no such word right?But you guys get the meaning right? ) Im so super tired now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights sweet dreams..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-1627726425558529262?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1627726425558529262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=1627726425558529262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1627726425558529262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/1627726425558529262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-not-die.html' title='Im not die!'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4613217679114744742</id><published>2007-01-01T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:17:29.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extra post</title><content type='html'>Currently, I am in position where I couldn't make a fair decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im lazy to type out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, happy 2007!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4613217679114744742?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4613217679114744742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4613217679114744742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4613217679114744742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4613217679114744742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/extra-post.html' title='extra post'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5048464981001980690</id><published>2006-12-29T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T03:35:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my days</title><content type='html'>I cant remeber when this incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking home listening the song " Stars are blind " by Paris Hinton. The feeling just come and I started my own singing audio aloud in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I thought I really thought bloody clear that there was nobody at that road. I continue sing loudly to myself. Let's imagine Paris Hinton's voice and Im trying to imitate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics : I.... dont.... mind...spend...ding..some..timess... ( blah blah ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Im not someone who can sing. I rated myself as below average. I didnt notice that there was actually this guy walking behind me till I saw his shadow! At that moment, I really pray that he is not living at the same block with me and anyone can just teach me how to teleport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I do ? Continue my singing or shut my mouth up? I continue my singing and act as if I didnt see him. I just fasten my pace till I saw no sight of his shadow. Tell you arh!!! I really run like a dog fast and quiet to prevent he notice me doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nononono I will never sing in the public again I swear man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5048464981001980690?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5048464981001980690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5048464981001980690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5048464981001980690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5048464981001980690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-of-my-days.html' title='One of my days'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7053421720796438528</id><published>2006-12-22T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T01:31:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain boring</title><content type='html'>Well... nothing had inspired me to write down anything today. I has been repeating the same routine everyday. I got to continue this routine for bloody 2 continous months. How fun can this be ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urge of blogging has been fading slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that come into my mind is mainly money. I cant even remember when was the last time I went shopping. I swear once i got my first pay. I gonna spend till I feel the word S-O-N-G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Im going to buy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- foundation&lt;br /&gt;- mascara&lt;br /&gt;- lotsa of clothes&lt;br /&gt;- lotsa of hair pins&lt;br /&gt;- camera ( wont get it so fast )&lt;br /&gt;- lotsa of earrings&lt;br /&gt;- high heels&lt;br /&gt;- levi jean&lt;br /&gt;- watch ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie ciaoz~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Qi Li Xiang - Jay chou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-7053421720796438528?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7053421720796438528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7053421720796438528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7053421720796438528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7053421720796438528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/plain-boring.html' title='Plain boring'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-6173384553564798395</id><published>2006-12-21T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T02:46:48.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some words are meant to be say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry for blocking my blog for this few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual I am still busy with my work and my boss still not willing to change my location.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am real tired and feel real troubled at sometimes. I've never been comfortable bringing up this mixed emotions because i've never talked about it but i guess it isn't such a big deal saying out after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was being accused by this person. I really really wish to clarify everything clearly at a shot.Ironically, I dont see a need to explain to that particular person.So if that person is reading it, it's really a misunderstanding Believe it or not! For this very first time, I dont wanna to mention out the name as I dont wish to have any more arguements or even deeper misunderstanding. Im so bloody tired and sick of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Futhermore I realised with shiver when I notice the amount of money I had been borrowing from my mother is bloodily increasing. HOLLY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OoOoOoOh ya! This xmas? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will I be in my high heels and all, squeezing my ass down orchard ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be with a few friends drinking ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With an unexpected somebody ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my neighbour ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What elsemore? I dont even know will I be getting a day-off on xmas eve so why am I thinking of all this outings ? * CRAZY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RYmE4I0I58I/AAAAAAAAAAM/eF7TDlnU1LA/s1600-h/20122006091-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010682160400099266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RYmE4I0I58I/AAAAAAAAAAM/eF7TDlnU1LA/s320/20122006091-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay that's all nights =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-6173384553564798395?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6173384553564798395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=6173384553564798395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/6173384553564798395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/6173384553564798395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-words-are-meant-to-be-say.html' title='Some words are meant to be say'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMdsMaQCt9E/RYmE4I0I58I/AAAAAAAAAAM/eF7TDlnU1LA/s72-c/20122006091-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-8795949697216227351</id><published>2006-12-09T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T01:40:17.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new?</title><content type='html'>Currently Im working at IMM as a sales promotor. The very first day I stepped in that shop, I could sense a strong-hidden-competitive aura among the promotors. Anyway what I am promoting now is totally not related to them =] most of them treated me quite well.Overall, it's quite comfortable but there's still some things bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, anyone interested in buying chocolate ( you can melt this chocolate and dip it with any fruits or mashmellow )Damn nice one trust me guys and now there's a promotion BUY 1 GET 1 FREE. So if you wanna to know more about it Please add me &lt;a href="mailto:wac_120904@hotmail.com"&gt;wac_120904@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AlrightDuring this 3 days what kind of bad customers had I encountered ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)Bloody indirect sarcastic customer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Point here Point there yet buy nothing customer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Gain pang ( greedy ) customers that just wanna to have a taste of chocolate aand walk off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Some bloody arsehole like to put negative comments on my product IN FRONT OF my customers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)For-ever-nothing-to-do regular custmoer come for free chocolate =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Some customer like to ask me irrelevant questions like " you got bf ? " , " how old are you " blah blahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Some will just stare as if they're interested in buying but whenever I walked up to them, they will give me a "wave" signal and say " no. thank "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. im super tired now!!!!! nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:Savage Garden - I knew I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-8795949697216227351?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8795949697216227351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=8795949697216227351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8795949697216227351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8795949697216227351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new?'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-8457112054921536411</id><published>2006-12-05T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:15:03.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This feelings remained</title><content type='html'>Have you had the feeling before where you wanna to chat with this particular person but yet you dont have this courage to start a line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... Whenever Im online, I would take a look at this particular person. Let's named it ' Z '. Every interval of 5 minutes, I would alway go and click on Z just to see whether it got change its picture or nick? or it will get offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime, I dont find a good pickup line or an sounded-resonable-excuse to start a conversation. Gees.. Stop guessing is Z is my new crush anot! Z is not ya? just normal friends or rather a complicated friendship. I myself cant find a proper reason but doubt is not a good reason either why am I so keen to chat with Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright anyway, I meet up a online friend, B today! cool hur? The meeting turn up eh-hump as there's a little shyness in me and a few suay ( unlucky )things happened. I would not elaborate what had actually happened, it's too long... Overrall this meeting is still considered sucessful can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had also changed my job to a chocolate promotor so if anyone interested to buy. Please care to contact me ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-8457112054921536411?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8457112054921536411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=8457112054921536411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8457112054921536411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8457112054921536411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-feelings-remained.html' title='This feelings remained'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-138343880496677469</id><published>2006-12-04T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:17:43.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra post</title><content type='html'>Today I had slept for a whole 13 hours =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooos..... Im so enegertic now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im now preparing to meet D now. So I may update at night bah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-138343880496677469?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/138343880496677469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=138343880496677469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/138343880496677469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/138343880496677469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/extra-post.html' title='Extra post'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4625389203611875154</id><published>2006-12-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:59:10.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what you gonna saY?</title><content type='html'>My topic today is what if you fall down in the public and sprain your ankle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will be your first reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up and walk like as if nothing happen but god damn actually deep down inside you feel so embrassing. Praying hard that nobody will see this clumsy part of yours. Hopefully, there are not handsome guys saw that, wishing nobody will tease you if they saw it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you will stand up and laugh at yourself. Standing upright, speaking loudly " Im fine Im fine " with a most-fake-smile-in-the-world. Deep inside you, your ankles are actually hell-pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you will stand up and use your hands to dust off the dirts on your clothes and walked with a limp. If you think that's cool, I totally........ AGREE! I will never do this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of the top is not your reaction, free to voice out in mytagboard =]&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened to me recently, I was walking with my high heels ( Yeah Im think Im super short )didnt notice that there is a hole in front of me.I actually sprain my ankle but still I walked up straight. Noticing the people around act as if they didnt see what had happened make me feel even more embrassed. During the trip, I was "crying" to my friends that I was so bloody embrassed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. goodnights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4625389203611875154?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4625389203611875154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4625389203611875154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4625389203611875154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4625389203611875154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-you-gonna-say.html' title='what you gonna saY?'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5768000806800886804</id><published>2006-11-30T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:05:15.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;okok. Im real excited about tmr as Im going to work liao!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yipee~ That's a change of location from Isetan to OG. Geez..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4768/2573/1600/161225/DSC02150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4768/2573/320/102392/DSC02150.jpg" width="200" 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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im just bought my brown colour contact lense. Swee bo my eye? lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5768000806800886804?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5768000806800886804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5768000806800886804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5768000806800886804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5768000806800886804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-7211362346548143607</id><published>2006-11-30T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T02:49:19.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all coming back ( Edited )</title><content type='html'>Now the time is 2.32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that this few weeks I have been sleeping late. There are too many unwarped problems bothering me but yet I dont wish to share too. That's why it slowly become a tall mountain without noticing. All I do is to escape from this cant-be-bothered-actually-problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. Anw, I will be quite busy as I finally found a job ! yes man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working as a sales promotor at Isetan under the brand Wacoal. If you guys doesn't know what this company is selling. For information, it is selling undergarments for girls. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please pray that everything will be goes smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Tao zhe - jiu shi ai ni ( gr8 song )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-7211362346548143607?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7211362346548143607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=7211362346548143607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7211362346548143607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/7211362346548143607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-all-coming-back.html' title='It&apos;s all coming back ( Edited )'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-3742047442689828810</id><published>2006-11-29T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T02:47:44.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if tmr is end of the world? ( Edited )</title><content type='html'>okie... my topic today is what if tomorrow is the end of the world ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... if tomorrow is the end of the world, I think I wouldn' have enough to fullfill all my aims in life which included being a tour guide, eat all kind of foods, married and give birth to two cutie asses bLAH blahszz.... the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Im come to think of that, I will treasure what Im enjoying every now and then. Although sometimes, I still do have regrets of letting go chances and miss out alot of things in as I was quite shy and I really hate this part of me. Can anyone give me some gain-confidence-lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example : If you have a bf, you wouldn't spend more time with your best friends. At that momen, you feel that it's more worthy to spend time with your bf. However, life isn't that perfect, you cant have everything at a time. So once you and your bf/gf had a tiff and break up, you feel that all those times is actually wasted. All you get is a richful of experience, lovely or bitter unforgetable moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the topic, if tomorrow is the end of the world. Who will you prefer to spend your very last time with? your parent? you friends? your gf/bf? or yourself? I will prefer to spend the very last moment with my bf, is not that Im unfillal or what ya.. I had spent the whole entire 16years with my parents so I think I should be selfish for this one time. Alright is up to you to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really very boring now. That's still alot I wanna add in but then....this will never happen in this era ( i think so la ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of my theory is to cherish every single seconds you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-3742047442689828810?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3742047442689828810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=3742047442689828810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3742047442689828810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/3742047442689828810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-if-tmr-is-end-of-world.html' title='what if tmr is end of the world? ( Edited )'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-4876906669967292623</id><published>2006-11-28T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:59:29.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im 17 and they're 13 or 14?</title><content type='html'>Im still in a piece. Guys, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started from 1 hour ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nearly being beaten up by some gangster &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHICH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; they claimed they're from whatever-so-called-gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was accused of staring at one of their friends. Alright, I admit that I did look at her for a few seconds but didnt stare at her. Obviously, they're just trying to find troubles with us ( J and me ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" WO SHENG LAI BUB SHI GE NI KA " ( Im not born for you to see )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no comments on this sentence. Well... what you guys think? hahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, I dont wish to elaborate further as I think this is totally craps and childish acts. Anw, I just made a police report and hope this can help them in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-4876906669967292623?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4876906669967292623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=4876906669967292623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4876906669967292623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/4876906669967292623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-17-and-theyre-13-or-14.html' title='Im 17 and they&apos;re 13 or 14?'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-883087411278886344</id><published>2006-11-26T14:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T15:13:00.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen hard!</title><content type='html'>Have guys hear the song " Promiscuous Girl " ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was trying to learn to rap this song ( alright im real bored ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heavy slant english really let me get the wrong prounciation lol&lt;br /&gt;Okie notice the first line of the third paragraph " treat you Right ~ chee chee bye "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont know read the lyric before you listen to the song.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: Am i throwin' you off?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;N: Didn’t think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you doin’ young ladyThat feelin’ that you givin' me really drives me crazyYou don’t have a player about the chokeI was at a loss of words first time that we spoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N:If you looking for a girl that’ll treat you right ( CHEE CHEE BYE )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lookin’ for her in the day time with the light.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie ciao! off to fareast with my MUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:Nelly Furtado - Promiscuous Girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-883087411278886344?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/883087411278886344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=883087411278886344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/883087411278886344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/883087411278886344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/listen-hard.html' title='Listen hard!'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-2579527113193783647</id><published>2006-11-24T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:27:58.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>----</title><content type='html'>Everything had came to an end with a perfect full-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:Beep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-2579527113193783647?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2579527113193783647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=2579527113193783647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2579527113193783647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2579527113193783647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='----'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-2034616961651765959</id><published>2006-11-22T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:13:58.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha..ha... chu...</title><content type='html'>okie. Now Im having my sneezing marathon now. The feeling was really torturous. The worst part is that nothing could stop it immediately even with the help of a small flu pill could not do it. The sneezing is affecting my throat my mind my behaviour. Holly tomorrow will be my prom night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following 7 points are what I had tried to do to stop sneezing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Pinch myself real hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Press hard on one side of the nostril and blow real hard on the other one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Jumping up and down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)  smell on red chilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Put some chinese oilment on your nose and smell it hard ( it did work but it came back after awhile )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Stetch head in the freezer to breath in fresh cool air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Pour boiling hot water on my hand and feet to shock myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....After all, this method still didnt stop my sneezing high. hahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie gd nights! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-2034616961651765959?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2034616961651765959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=2034616961651765959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2034616961651765959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2034616961651765959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha-chu.html' title='Ha..ha... chu...'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-2594440090302976360</id><published>2006-11-21T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:02:25.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession Time</title><content type='html'>Alright! First of all, I wanted to be loudly heard that I AM A FREE THINKER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im do respect and wanted to know more about different religious and culture ( THAT'S MY INTEREST ) butbutbutbutbut is not because I wanna be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, some  people just cant get off their i-am-living-well-because-of-god mindset, trying to convince me to go to church with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon please wake up! You're living well because you earned it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I had clearly pointed out who the hell Im actually refering to. Somebody who is close to me but not dont understand me well at all. I not going to care if there will be any awkard feeling when we both meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if Im doing nothing at home ? That's my fucking right, I doesn't see a need to explain. And why ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..beacuase you're definitely not in position to talk to me in such a rude manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If you dont go to church, the god will not be happy "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I find this kind of person irritating annoying sickening. Total pissed off. Totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh whatever Im not living for him, Im living for myself myparents myfuture or even myfriends but definitely not Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is some christian-asshole-poser. This airholes love to impress me with basic knowledge of jesus. So what you think? So COOL and HIGH CLASS being a christian arh when you're actually not believing any shit of it but to commit yourself into it. You guys should not go to the church and worship God but to bulid a Moron United Temple to worship for bird-brain-size Status with the logo " Stupidity "  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word of advices to all. Please be yourself or else it'll only make u looked dumber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee~~~ Finally O levels had came to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye ciaos..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-2594440090302976360?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2594440090302976360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=2594440090302976360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2594440090302976360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2594440090302976360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/confession-time.html' title='Confession Time'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-2584120966318374894</id><published>2006-11-15T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T02:44:22.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something thrilling ( Edited )</title><content type='html'>Everyone was in each of their room. I sneaked into the computer room, wrapping with just a towel around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got this sudden urge to come in front of the computer just to blog. Honestly, this feeling really excites me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright let's imagine the scenary if my bro coming out of master bedroom. I guess I will just walk past and act as if nothing will happen. Of course, my bro will just go back to the master bedroom to avoid any awkard eye-contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it would never happen, my fellow readers...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Let's go back to why I had this sudden feeling of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually recalled an incident happened in the morning while I was still in my bed lying comfortably with my blanket covered over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I really shouldnt see neither mention to anyone. Alright, I will say it in a way that it is inpurposely-incident. It isnt anything terrible butbutbutbut.. it will be something I will act as it never happened before. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can help me to erase my memory because I just cant help to stop laughing when i think of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-2584120966318374894?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2584120966318374894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=2584120966318374894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2584120966318374894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/2584120966318374894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-thrilling.html' title='something thrilling ( Edited )'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-5216191478777240655</id><published>2006-11-13T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T00:37:43.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public bench found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4768/2573/1600/DSC01834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4768/2573/320/DSC01834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing I wanna show you is not the two-action-awkard-ladies but the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does it looked like any other public bench you can see in the gardens or park? if it's yes, think again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4768/2573/1600/DSC01835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4768/2573/320/DSC01835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ta dah~~ The looked-like-public-wooden-bench is actually found at my form teacher's HDB.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4768/2573/1600/DSC01838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4768/2573/320/DSC01838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im dont know why im posting this irrelavant photo. I just think that her( form teacher mdm aliah ) house's decoration is beautiful. * please ignore the mess done by her loveable, cute and obedient students.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.: Jerry Yan - Li Ding Ying Yi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-5216191478777240655?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5216191478777240655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=5216191478777240655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5216191478777240655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/5216191478777240655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/public-bench-found.html' title='Public bench found'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-8045300651075987474</id><published>2006-11-12T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T00:39:52.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It sounded ridiculous ( Edited post )</title><content type='html'>Finally O levels is coming to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left two subjects which is combined science MCQ and D&amp;amp;T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly for the past few days, I have been sleeping late to revisie all my notes ( including sec 3 to sec 5 ) till midnight 4 o'clock. Im not trying to prove that im so hardworking neither im doing last minute revision alright. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This days were really torturing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The consequences of lacking of sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- outburst of pimples&lt;br /&gt;- 3 big uclers together in one area of my swelling mouth&lt;br /&gt;- Eyebag&lt;br /&gt;- Skin sensitive ( itchy )&lt;br /&gt;- Moodless, bad temper&lt;br /&gt;- chest pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one is the nightmare I wanna share with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Im stress up or i fall sick, I will get this strange nightmare when Im playing stocks! There are this muclus that rolled into a fucking enormous ball and it's bloody coming towards me. I cant escape !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it's funny. Think twice, what if it happened to you. It's really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Urgent report : anyone has any nice VCD or serial dramas. Please lend it to me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, guys please wish me good luck for the last twp papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Fenix TX - All my fault&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-8045300651075987474?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8045300651075987474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=8045300651075987474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8045300651075987474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/8045300651075987474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-sounded-ridiculous.html' title='It sounded ridiculous ( Edited post )'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-116283944822883772</id><published>2006-11-07T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:27.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of sudden</title><content type='html'>Time now : 2.39am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know why i had a sudden urge to write this things. Im now still hugging with my science textbook although how much i hate it! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today ? eh no I mean yesterday i had my math paper 1 and social studies paper. I will not make any comments on if the paper is easy or difficult. The result can always get so different from what I expected. =] Tomorrow will be my chemistry paper. All i can do is to read over the textbook again and again. * cross fingers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lemme countdown the days of getting my table to be book-free is merely 3 days more. Just having the thought of this has already made my leg turned wobby, I dont know what kind of feeling is this. Maybe a sign of relief that finally O level is coming to an end. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alright all i thought now is wednesday. I'll be having my english paper 1 &amp;amp; 2 in the morning and a other bloody physic paper in the atfernoon. I just prayed that my english will get a C6 but nothing better than it. * cross fingers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nights if anyone reading this entry now. Please be kind and wish my good luck.. yes i believed in this =]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Wendy Moten - Come on in out of the rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-116283944822883772?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116283944822883772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=116283944822883772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116283944822883772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116283944822883772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/out-of-sudden_07.html' title='Out of sudden'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-116253194630751372</id><published>2006-11-03T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:27.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my breakfast</title><content type='html'>Just now, I had a very bad stomachache while im munching on my bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dashed into the toliet with my bread in my hands =].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the half squad postion holding my bread waiting for last-night-dinner. Believe it, i was still chewing on my bread happily until the pile watery murky dropped down the water with a BIG splash. The smell was extradinary smell like fuck.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself i cant continue. Together i dropped the piece of bread in and flushed it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-116253194630751372?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116253194630751372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=116253194630751372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116253194630751372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116253194630751372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-breakfast.html' title='my breakfast'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-116213862121668827</id><published>2006-10-30T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:26.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome hammie !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01735.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01735.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01736.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my hammies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01737.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01737.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping. Lemme tell you i think they have been sleeping for a very long hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01738.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01738.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01738.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01735.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01734.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOoPs~ i wake them up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01737.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-116213862121668827?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116213862121668827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=116213862121668827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116213862121668827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116213862121668827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/welcome-hammie.html' title='welcome hammie !!!'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-116170657732099057</id><published>2006-10-24T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:26.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My words</title><content type='html'>Nothing special happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to T just now. He told me about his life and I talk about my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It then reminded me that I had neglected some of my friends because of my current relationship ( with S ). I should apologize if any of you guys are reading my blog ya? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I cant balance well between my friends and my bf. The situation is either Im closer (  in the way of going out ) with my bf or with my friends. See the word " either " ? I understands well whereby my friends do not wish to disturb me worrying that they might interupt what Im enjoying. This is how friendship drifting away from me slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I just wanna said this clear that none of you are disturbing me and please asked me out too!!! ( I missing you guys honestly especially J, K and company etc.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Come in out of the rain - Wendy Moten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-116170657732099057?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116170657732099057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=116170657732099057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116170657732099057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116170657732099057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-words.html' title='My words'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-116153244916182330</id><published>2006-10-22T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:26.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of the day</title><content type='html'>After completing a jigsaw puzzle Ah Beng'd been working on for quite sometime, Ah Beng proudly shows off the finished puzzle to a  friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It took me only 5 MONTHS to do it," Ah Beng said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FIVE MONTHS? Why did you take so long." the friend  asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng replied, "No, it is not long at all, look at the box, it says it is  for 4 to 7 years". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: No Promises - Shayne Ward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-116153244916182330?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116153244916182330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=116153244916182330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116153244916182330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116153244916182330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke of the day'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-116055873444019770</id><published>2006-10-11T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:26.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Similarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know i dont look like her. I just wanna to imitate her expression =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne Ward -  No Promises&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-116055873444019770?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/116055873444019770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=116055873444019770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116055873444019770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/116055873444019770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/similarity.html' title='Similarity'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115987332658411523</id><published>2006-10-03T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sounded so emo nowadays...</title><content type='html'>1.) I am a selfish one who only care about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) I am rude and ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) I am someone who only help when there's benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) I am someone who will abandon her in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) I am someone who will not take care of her when she is in hospital in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) I am a teenager who sounded rebellious and act like one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) I am a someone who cant be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) I am now on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) I cant be compared with my brother as he is far far far far fucking fucking fucking hell too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) I am a lazybum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I am to my mother =]&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am truely upset as she thought that i-am-a-selfish-bastard ( I AM NOT AT ALL ) . I jolly well admit part of this arguement is my fault of being too harsh and rude to her. Yes, I give in again to prevent any awkard situation in the house and also not to let my father to stand in a difficult position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I had been working hard to meet up to what she wanted her daughter to be like. That's so many things i done for her. Alright maybe all those efforts I put in to her is just nothing compared to my brother who is currently studying in poly but I thought I had done enough or even my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours is really not enough for my daily schedule which including&lt;br /&gt;-school time ( i reach home about 6 daily )&lt;br /&gt;-revision time FOR MY COMING O&lt;br /&gt;-sleeping time&lt;br /&gt;-family time&lt;br /&gt;-my own time ( talking on phone with S )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching home from school, I has already feeling half-die ( so tired ). I need TIME!&lt;br /&gt;I need more time so that I could have clean up the house and spending some time with my family.That's so much things I wanna say inside me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am physically tired and mentally tired. I dont know how to handle all this at a time. I do complain to my friends on blah blah thingy. I dont like to share the inner self of me to others, I do cried like a pathetic asshole but away from other's eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that&lt;strong&gt; I sounded so emo nowadays.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate myself when I feel like Im a weakling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF THE SENTENCE : I need more time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to hit the books ! ciaoz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115987332658411523?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115987332658411523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115987332658411523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115987332658411523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115987332658411523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-sounded-so-emo-nowadays.html' title='I sounded so emo nowadays...'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115958521957476743</id><published>2006-09-30T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:25.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad situation</title><content type='html'>I do carry fake smile on my face sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I am someone who rather spend my time with my mp3 than with the accompany of my friends while walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hates the situation when I am enjoying every moments with my Mp3, ( let's called him/her 'X' ). X come in and interupt. The thing is that i cant tell X to stop talking as I wanna listen to my songs right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid diffcult position Im standing, I will just plug out my earpiece and continue the-unwanted-chat unwillingly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; or if I can &lt;em&gt;SIAM&lt;/em&gt; to avoid X in time, i will :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other thing is that I dont really like to meet my own friends coincidencely. Is not that Im lazy to lift my hand up and put a simple hand signal. The real reason is I am too&lt;em&gt; SHY&lt;/em&gt; to do that ( I dont know whats wrong with me ). So what I do is to give a smileif i have the&lt;em&gt; courage&lt;/em&gt; ( yes it's courage ) and turn off my head :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this entry, FRIENDS please dont mention it right in my face alright? I dont wanna to face any awkard situation ... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115958521957476743?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115958521957476743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115958521957476743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115958521957476743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115958521957476743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/bad-situation.html' title='Bad situation'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115951401115670657</id><published>2006-09-29T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:25.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read it ~</title><content type='html'>I'll make this a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, Im busying preparing my O level paper... so I will not be updating so oftenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gurantee I will write a long one after my O !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115951401115670657?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115951401115670657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115951401115670657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115951401115670657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115951401115670657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/read-it.html' title='Read it ~'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115908469748652656</id><published>2006-09-24T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:25.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change in plan</title><content type='html'>Intially I wanna to blog on somethings else today. However blame on the stupid USB port which isnt working at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my mother told me that she wanna to buy a dog so of course, im real excited to get a new dog. I always looking forward to get a new minature poodle as I lost mine 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna to delay any more times. I quickly get change and prepare. And oh... fucking hell, the plan my mother made change suddenly. My one of my uncles is migrating to Australia soon so I guess this will be the 'farewell dinner'. I know I gonna miss them alot once they left especially Jamie ( youngest cousin ) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK... i sounded like a selffish asshole I know but i just cant stop having such thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a impatient person  as in i cant wait things for long ( even waiting for a simple msg ), I'll get flared up. Anyway, nothing can be done.... I would just jolly well enjoyed this dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115908469748652656?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115908469748652656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115908469748652656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115908469748652656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115908469748652656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/change-in-plan.html' title='change in plan'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115883548657054984</id><published>2006-09-21T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:24.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting</title><content type='html'>I had got back some of my exam papers. The result i got really reflects on how much effort I put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHY : 19/65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENG : 48/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T : 59/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH PAPER 1 : 42/80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mark I got isn't any mark for me to be proud of is not what I want. = ( Obviously, I didnt put in enough effort to do the best. I feel tired when im not supposed to, feeling enegertic but im not doing what is important ( for example : play ). For now, Im feeling sad but yet im still smiling happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well.. nobody will understands my feeling now.. I dont know how to translate all my thoughts into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now what coming into mind is my studies. Im now standing in a position of die-die-got-to-get-in-poly. The two main reasons are I myself wanna to get in badly and other one is my mum said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel so fustrated when my teacher starts to nag on our O level. In my school, there is a few of abhorrent losers with a detestable attitude ( this really pissed me off ) .It get even worse when I reached home, is my mother who started to &lt;strong&gt;NAG&lt;/strong&gt; again ! Other thing is I really hate to admit I dislike my mother sometimes. You know Im so tired after school. When i reached home, i really wanted to sit and rest in silent.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im looking forward to tomorrow and saturday's dating witjh S. *smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to hit the books . chiong arh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115883548657054984?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115883548657054984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115883548657054984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115883548657054984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115883548657054984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/ranting.html' title='Ranting'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115841585661852511</id><published>2006-09-16T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:24.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how im feeling right now</title><content type='html'>There is misty in my eyes, no matter how hard i try to rub my eyes. It just cant get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is really torturing me physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is weighting at hundred pounds, the pain im having now is spreading from my forehead to the back of the head. I try to use a towel and wrap over my entire head, hoping that this is will ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I feeling so bloody fustrated as im so confused what im going to do next ? I did think of getting somebody to whine on ..... but i didnt at last. I wanted to cry out loud but for goodness sake what am i crying for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The permisstic side of me started to reveal.. As I started question myself with the most saddist qns ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Why on earth is everybody happily doing their on stuffs except me ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throatpain is really killing me too. I cant hear the surrounding ( is like there's echo ). I took my temperature just now and it's stating 37.8......this explained why im thinking in a saddistic way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115841585661852511?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115841585661852511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115841585661852511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115841585661852511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115841585661852511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-im-feeling-right-now.html' title='how im feeling right now'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115814749533172081</id><published>2006-09-13T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what Steph wants</title><content type='html'>Alright, I still know is still early to plan what Im going to do after my 'O' level but then I still wanna to say it out SoOoOoOo much. ok? yaya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Im gonna get into a course which will interest me rather than it'll help me in my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) I wanna get a part-time job and buy lot of things ( camera, clothe, laptop.... lists go on )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) I wanna to say out late. I mean real late ( hopefully my parent wont object la )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Give away all my textbook and notes. yes, my table will be book-free !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Renovate my room with my own design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) I want to be a FREEDOM girl who is not under control of my parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) I wanted to buy 2 hammie with a wonderfull cage consist of slide ladder blah blah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) watch a M18 show. okok i know is nth big deal ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) a ATM card consist of $$$$$ in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) I dont wanted to be control by rules ! yeah RULES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;And so what if i flunk my  Olevel ? okok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I will be tormented with self-distruction and jumped down from the 4th floor of our school without a second thought. Im really fucking irritating by the teacher's nagging throughout the 5 years and my efforts go down to the drain within a couple of mins ( after recieving my O level cert )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, the above i written is all craps lah.  The only only only 2 choices left for me which is re-take O level or go to ITE.... this is really a nightmare if it's really happen ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, im sure i'll be super happy if i pass my O levels and of course, it provided that im still in the same relationship... =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Vanilla_sky - Distance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115814749533172081?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115814749533172081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115814749533172081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115814749533172081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115814749533172081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-what-steph-wants.html' title='This is what Steph wants'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115805585032089449</id><published>2006-09-12T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:24.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today, I accompany S to rivervale mall to repair his spect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While, we're walking back home ( to my house ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the instinct that somebody( let's named her P) behind me, wanna to get past through me. Obviously is because S and me had occupied almost 3/4 of the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya so.. P wanna to get through us by standing with her bike giving us a stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....P's facial expression = hello-this-isnt-your-ah-gong-road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my thinking is like HELLO, dont u have the courtesy to say 'excuse me ?'. Well.... i would definitely move my ass and let you pass right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this kill you ? Or you're born mute ? ( definitely she is not ! i saw her talking with other lady ). Anway, I still let her pass without giving her any stare GEEZ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry revealed stephanie's pettyness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115805585032089449?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115805585032089449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115805585032089449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115805585032089449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115805585032089449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello.html' title='HELLO!!!!'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115796500122706457</id><published>2006-09-11T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:23.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbearable feelings</title><content type='html'>At about 3 am last night when everybody supposed be lying on the bed sleeping soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and climb over the toilet bowl again and again hoping to ease the pain.At that moment, Im thinking this is happening because i had tolerated my bladder for such a long period of time that it was almost bursting at the seams or maybe is stomach flu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is like every muscle of yours cramp together tightly and you cant take a deep breath to make sure everything you ate last night get down to the pool of water. The pain was beyond what you guys are thinking and it's killing me every now and then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing i thought about last night is not about the pain is about the fucking hell lots of efforts I made ( the revision for chem and ss ) being drained off. Nevertheless, I did tried to console myself by saying :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" well.. there is still geo and physic paper 2 right ? plus i do had a MC for today. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hearing from J that today physic paper 1 is a tough one so i should be jumping around like fuck. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had seen the doctor with the accompany of L as I was totally unfit enough to carry myself down to the mall ( distance merely 10 mins ) . So please imagine the pain im going through... anyone pity me ? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happens? The consultation of an adult to the doctor is 16 dollars. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* HEY is only consultation hor !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ( Im not sure if this price is reasonable but remembered Im just a secondary student = ) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I pay a total of 29 dollars for my fever and stomach flu~ geez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really hate when my close ones hid things from me because i hate the feeling to be the last one to know even if it is tinymirco things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115796500122706457?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115796500122706457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115796500122706457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115796500122706457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115796500122706457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/unbearable-feelings.html' title='Unbearable feelings'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115773092343424785</id><published>2006-09-08T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:23.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This always happen</title><content type='html'>In the lift.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wearing my pyjamas ( printed garfield faces ) preparing to bring my dog for a walk with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ah girl~ you wear your pyjamas tum-ba-lei ( opposite ) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly looked at the lift screen, stating 8 level and still going down.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" YES YES ~ I DO LEFT A FEW SECONDS TO TURN MY PYYAMAS TO OTHER SIDE !!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai seh~~``sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: TANK - geiwonideai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115773092343424785?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115773092343424785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115773092343424785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115773092343424785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115773092343424785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-always-happen.html' title='This always happen'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115762902610697544</id><published>2006-09-07T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:23.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra post of the day ( bad day )</title><content type='html'>Well... I had a bad qurrael with T just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im  down with flu ( sneezing almost every 3 seconds ) in the bloody HOT afternoon till now. All I do is to throw my temper and still throwing temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the sore throat is really killing me ! No matter how much i drank, it doesn't help at all!!! I believe the volume of my urine is exactly same as the volume of water I took ( about 3 cups? ) my cheeks turn so heavy that it causes diffculities to talk. YES, i swear is really heavy, bloody heavy. I tried to use ice ( ice wrap with cloth ) to press against my cheeks, hoping that it'll help of course, it didn't help at all. I dont know what the hell im actually doing. The bird brain of mine isn't functioning well...... geeZzZzZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right at that moment ( im suffering so badly ), T called me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next moment is I shout out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" can you just stopped calling ? ". ( obviously, I started first )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most stupid thing I did is I apologised to stop the arguement. FUCKAsSsSsSs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, i jolly well hope that he read this entry. Later on, im having math lesson for a hardcore 2 hours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: 3 doors down - Here Without You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115762902610697544?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115762902610697544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115762902610697544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115762902610697544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115762902610697544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/extra-post-of-day-bad-day.html' title='Extra post of the day ( bad day )'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115761106340233033</id><published>2006-09-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:23.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paperhouse FOUND</title><content type='html'>I should have post this entry out very very long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During teacher's day, I followed S to his primary school 'xxx'&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, his primary school is nicely decorated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This uber big size looked - like - paper house is for young children to play inside. Does it looked as if it made of paper? yes right? &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOOM OUT version&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115761106340233033?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115761106340233033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115761106340233033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115761106340233033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115761106340233033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/paperhouse-found.html' title='Paperhouse FOUND'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115640974366360402</id><published>2006-08-24T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:22.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach me how</title><content type='html'>I really dislike my mother when she get so unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;Im now standing in a diffcult position ( by HOLLY mother and my friend ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: &lt;em&gt;your friend dont have responsibilty one arh? lend my things dont know how to return?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;she will return you one, i had already called her up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: &lt;em&gt;so what? she haven returned my things. You lah! got such friends !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*now im pulled in....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;i had already called her up. she will definitely return you one ( restlessly replied her )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: &lt;em&gt;You gonna pay for her if she didnt return...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: okok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question comes, what is exactly the 'thing'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer : container&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone teach me how to put audio record or sound record in my blog's entry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115640974366360402?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115640974366360402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115640974366360402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115640974366360402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115640974366360402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/teach-me-how.html' title='Teach me how'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115624549817433314</id><published>2006-08-22T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of the day</title><content type='html'>A woman walks into a doctor's office and when she sees the person wearing white she says: "Oh, Doc I have this terrible stomach ache for a few days, what's wrong with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks her to undress, lie on the bed and spread her legs. After a short examination he says: "Oh my God, I've never seen such a thing. Can you wait until I get someone else to see you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He returns in a few minutes with another guy wearing white that performs the same examination and reacts: "You're right, but I've never seen such a thing as well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman that was very tense: "Doctors, can you please tell me what's wrong with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They: "We don't know, we're only the painters. The doctors are out for lunch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:Mr Big - To be with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115624549817433314?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115624549817433314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115624549817433314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115624549817433314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115624549817433314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke of the day'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115615494180138982</id><published>2006-08-21T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:21.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfied</title><content type='html'>See.. i changed a new blogskin. I am perfectly happy with it although there are still some parts I couldnt upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should take a break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye readers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys i cant wait till tomorrow to upload the latest SMOSH in news! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/fgg.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/fgg.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anthony on floor and Ian up the ceilling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint they cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendID=31911361&amp;amp;blogID=158062756"&gt;http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendID=31911361&amp;amp;blogID=158062756&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read up more on them if you're curious &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* warning they are uber hot ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115615494180138982?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115615494180138982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115615494180138982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115615494180138982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115615494180138982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/satisfied.html' title='Satisfied'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115588303610143417</id><published>2006-08-18T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:21.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/08/06, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- is it all about fitness? -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys with good build but no overly bulid really get a full attention of girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was browsing throught Youtube as usual. Almost every day I can actually find muscular guys or even women with ultra big muscle under the column ' most viewed ' and ' top favourites '. I dont wanted to give the link because i found it's really gross ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I dont fancy of any of them but im really really shocked to see such huge ones.I admire their muscles but i dont want it. Gaaaz... it's so irony lol .Sometimes, I feel very disgusted by some of their actions. Over-muscle guy always has small head which doesn't go right with his over-sized body. I dont feel any sexiness in them either i feel that it looked good too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell he is feed? protein powder and still low-fat chocolate? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: he is really cute lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115588303610143417?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115588303610143417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115588303610143417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115588303610143417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115588303610143417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/180806-friday.html' title='18/08/06, Friday'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115580092076606032</id><published>2006-08-17T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:20.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/08/06, Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- entry -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing had inspired me to write on something interesting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is so relaxing to sit against the office chair. My toes is wiggling with the music im hearing right now. On the other hand, I am eating a bowl of small fresh red tomatoes which is my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really happy right now. *smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:three doors down without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115580092076606032?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115580092076606032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115580092076606032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115580092076606032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115580092076606032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/170806-thursday.html' title='17/08/06, Thursday'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115572060907317856</id><published>2006-08-16T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:20.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/08/06, Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- Girl's time -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so irritating and often waking up in the morning a dirty and dreaded wetness. I will just pray that NO NO NO it didnt stain on my panty. I think that a tampon couldnt withstand the amount on the first day. I never try it before yet... nope i dont think i'll use it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's no way you could turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you had a small sneeze ( my friend sure know im a sneezing queen in class right ) or cough, you actually feel..... I should not mention much as i dont wanna to lost all my males readers but all girls should know what im feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever it comes, I feel so more than tired. yaya more-than-tired.. most of my energy has used up. Im wondering im feeling this tired. Is it because over-loss-of-blood ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Im resting on my chair with a warm bottle press against my stomach, at the same time doing my dnt. The stomach pain wont kill me after I had a warm cup of milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is the coming of outburst pimples and bloated stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i make a mistake. I dont have extra lesson on science! HOoOO ray~ hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: jay chou - feng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115572060907317856?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115572060907317856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115572060907317856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115572060907317856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115572060907317856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/160806-wednesday.html' title='16/08/06, Wednesday'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115563452272657807</id><published>2006-08-15T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:20.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/08/06, Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- hoo ray!!! -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme proudly present Stephanie's artefact * GeeZzZzZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01044.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty anot? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side view of it&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top view &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different compartments &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/1600/DSC01052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1732/2130/320/DSC01052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knob of the drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh... please do not put negative comments on it if you dont find it attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I failed my physic toO!!! I hate science. See the word is HATE not dislike ya? I got a pathetic 1 mark appoint 20. So I was called up for extra science lesson after school but I didn't attend it~ bleahs.... When you hate that subject so much and you wont think thatyou will have the patience to concentrate and listen whatever the teacher is saying ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, i got lots more of titution hmk bah bah.. Im not sure if im just finding excuses to skip lesson, is kinda of obvious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115563452272657807?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115563452272657807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115563452272657807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115563452272657807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115563452272657807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/150806-tuesday.html' title='15/08/06, Tuesday'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115555577268200308</id><published>2006-08-14T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:20.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/08/06, Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- hoo lei!!! -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you guys a good news! I had finally completed my artefact ( cosmetic box ) althought my artefact is more than a few glitches but im still very satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted so much to upload the photos of my artefact but!!!! my USB cable isn't working. i will upload next time then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i did something bery bery wrong.. bleahs. feeling gulity about it too~ Shhhhing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:Jesse MacCartney - beautiful soul ( great song! )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115555577268200308?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115555577268200308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115555577268200308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115555577268200308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115555577268200308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/140806-monday.html' title='14/08/06, Monday'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115546790447184071</id><published>2006-08-13T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/08/06, Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- Emo-Confession -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staying back at home again. Cant believe i actually playing online games like insanquarium ( &lt;a href="http://www.popcap.com"&gt;www.popcap.com&lt;/a&gt; ) for such long hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual i'll online for bloody 6 hours or even more than that. I dont know. The reason why im online for so long is because i know that there would be people just like me killing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i will be talking with the same group of people. Unexpected that everyone left one by one .. till the conference only left me and pathetic me..pls~ anyone pity me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However this not i wanna say now. I heard some unpleasant stuffs about me and I am really flare up with it&lt;em&gt; ( sibei sibei du lan&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;flirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I admit I have more boy-friends than girls. Honestly, I think that Im not really girly, maybe open-minded ( most girls are not ). That's why I clicked better with boys ok? The boys you think im always hanging around is like how i treated my brother. Please get it clear is brothers ya? not &lt;em&gt;GOD-BROTHERs ,&lt;/em&gt; i dont have one too btw&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt; I do have close girl-friends too, just that you dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt asked guy to pay for me unless he die die insist that he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Im not a whore alright? I went out with money in purse. Make it clear&lt;em&gt; ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not that i dont wanna to intro him-s, Im not a match maker and i dont like being one as well. Besides that, if you dont know me I have only one and clearly one crush alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt tell you my sercerts is not because i dont trust you guys. Everyone needs privacy and I need it too. You dont know my school. Well.. you dont expect to report you my daily lifestyle and so on right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most important is the fact that Im still single,  for heaven's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I going with somebody. things would be different.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I am quite tired of hearing this kind of comments on me. This isn't the first time. Why I am so concerned and upset this time round is because i heard it from my friend who i thought you know me the best! yes!!!!! i really upset with those negative comment. Im feel like bursting out into tears, I dont feel worth it for you guys anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making me to reconsider my friends for once. Im just being honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still living very very well without ppl like you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115546790447184071?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115546790447184071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115546790447184071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115546790447184071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115546790447184071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/130806-sunday.html' title='13/08/06, Sunday'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21082784.post-115539164282021367</id><published>2006-08-12T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:04:19.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/08/06, Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;- Genders difference -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if girl dont have boobs and totally flat chest with dry rasin hanging up there. Would guy still be horny as ever  as they dont have any Fm tuner to twist ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What actually inspired to write this entry is that I saw this very fat guy in the moive " toyko drift " with really huge tits ( bigger than mine ). I was laughing my ass off ... and thinking  if it is heavy to carry it around like how some girls feeling braless is uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it feels like standing up urine aiming to the toliet bowl. Well.. it must be very diffcult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still happy with what i had now ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21082784-115539164282021367?l=steph-popcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/115539164282021367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21082784&amp;postID=115539164282021367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115539164282021367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21082784/posts/default/115539164282021367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steph-popcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/120806-saturday.html' title='12/08/06, Saturday'/><author><name>popcorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10135984728924727503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
