<?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-23054896</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:12:45.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>manjarockstar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-115670162026897248</id><published>2006-08-28T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T02:00:20.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young, Fabulous and Broke.</title><content type='html'>FINE. i will update this space.&lt;br /&gt;* and after spacing out for 15mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm starting to come to terms with myself.&lt;br /&gt;* and after saying that line for the 87432th time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone does actually read my entries and really wanna know whats going on in my life i'm telling you it's really just your usual 19 year old getting partied-out every weekend, struggling with essay datelines, plunging into emo-mode every now and then, suppers and driving without a license, always broke and procastinating, and having a wardrobe mal-function once every 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the only difference is i'v got the coolest friends with "heavyweights" to boot...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-moncherie &amp; manjatetek -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; see, they've got very cool nicks too.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha applaud for my obnoxiously arrogant behavior will you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the start of a new week once again, i hope by the end of it, i'd still be smiling and we'd still be cool, no drama, just smashing bumkins and everything else that blows my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to " live for the moment" sometimes, indulge, and let it take me to another high.&lt;br /&gt;but i have the sanity of insanity, and i find the kick out of being this way.&lt;br /&gt;fucking bittersweetrhapsody of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allow me to indulge in watching the oc for now. i am only at season 2 &amp; as much as i think it's a chick flick with the intentions of trying to mindfuck my inter-relations social skills, i think adam b. is hot like melted cheese on toast.&lt;br /&gt;ALLOW IT.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115670162026897248?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115670162026897248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115670162026897248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115670162026897248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115670162026897248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/08/young-fabulous-and-broke.html' title='Young, Fabulous and Broke.'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-115566663092958700</id><published>2006-08-16T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T02:30:30.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>put up or shut up</title><content type='html'>what was supposedly intriguing could become draining.&lt;br /&gt;so lets hope when everything dies out, passion would remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" fuck me once shame on you&lt;br /&gt;   fuck me twice shame on me"&lt;br /&gt;-samantha jones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115566663092958700?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115566663092958700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115566663092958700' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115566663092958700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115566663092958700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/08/put-up-or-shut-up.html' title='put up or shut up'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-115481176264295260</id><published>2006-08-06T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T05:03:32.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;at first when i see u cry, it makes me smile &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/D_jjuCfdksQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115481176264295260?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115481176264295260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115481176264295260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115481176264295260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115481176264295260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/08/at-first-when-i-see-u-cry-it-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-115431661481121328</id><published>2006-07-31T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:30:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The little thoughts came rushing in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While I watched for a sign from him &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When all the while was clear as day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I should go and he should stay &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took his love like it was mine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I squeezed the truth until it lied &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It took some time for cracks to show &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should I stay or should he go? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The simple story that you told me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is a little different from what you showed me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The simple story, unfurling slowly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is if you lay down with a dream &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll wake up lonely &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fog will cast a certain shade &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what you see is how what's made &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's mark will show you what to do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When hope pretends it's made you new &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love lied love lied but I'm the reason &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love lied &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sky wraps round the mountaintops &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The watch unwinds until it stops &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some things will always be the way they are &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that is how they'll stay &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                     The simple story that you told me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                Is a little different from what you showed me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                   The simple story, unfurling slowly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;              Is if you lay down with a dream &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                    You'll wake up lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&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/23054896-115431661481121328?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115431661481121328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115431661481121328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115431661481121328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115431661481121328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/07/little-thoughts-came-rushing-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-115431455755385012</id><published>2006-07-31T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T10:55:57.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>romantic comedy</title><content type='html'>now we watch tv&lt;br /&gt;till we fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;not very exciting&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;but that works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;le missus says " invade my head, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;                             blow my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;                               bang bang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;                             you're divine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;always bright lights and endless rainbow(s).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson to learn :. memorise your timetable and do not listen to your fellow classmates who tell u there's a sudden change in schedule. because u'll end up like a stupid cunt waiting in school but the place is empty like fk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115431455755385012?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115431455755385012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115431455755385012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115431455755385012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115431455755385012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/07/romantic-comedy.html' title='romantic comedy'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-115376450205490636</id><published>2006-07-25T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T02:08:22.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's the candle, where's the flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/forgive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/forgive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sometimes it's not all about you, or me, or her.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's the space between us.&lt;br /&gt;I was never obliged to behave or think this way&lt;br /&gt;but it was cos i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;there are so many could haves , should haves and what ifs..&lt;br /&gt;someone said the only thing you got to lose is your mind&lt;br /&gt;And as i wait, no it ain't pitiful ,&lt;br /&gt;but is it worth it ?&lt;br /&gt;I think I've paid my dues, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would usually end this with a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'll be fine it's just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;no seriously. it's all about time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115376450205490636?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115376450205490636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115376450205490636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115328996997437319?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115328996997437319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115328996997437319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115328996997437319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115328996997437319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-115255194967591213</id><published>2006-07-11T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T01:20:43.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar how u get so fly ( for the 33247th time)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/KIF_1368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/KIF_1368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i am going to be a shutterbug just for today. and maybe tmr too. i am bored, and i cant focus on my studying, and every 5 minutes i look at my phone and suddenly its 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/KIF_1373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and every now and then i get tempted to take self shots of myself because i got hungry but was too lazy to get food. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/KIF_1377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i eventually gave up and made instant bee hoon for dinner. and now my sore throat is even fked cos of the msg in the soup. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today i made many phone calls. i was glad i made one of them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tomorrow i hope i get sick for like the first half of the day so i can roll around in bed and then i will secretly watch the o.c because i have only watched one episode amongst all the seasons, so far. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now the tricky part here is, cough syrup? or no cough syrup? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'its been a manjamonday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115255194967591213?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115255194967591213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115255194967591213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115255194967591213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115255194967591213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/07/sugar-how-u-get-so-fly-for-33247th.html' title='sugar how u get so fly ( for the 33247th time)'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-115212777720378311</id><published>2006-07-06T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T03:29:37.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude i lost my mojo</title><content type='html'>to whom it may concern :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like what i like and i know that u know that i know we are in the know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meesoos thunderthighs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115212777720378311?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-115194471336091355</id><published>2006-07-04T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:38:33.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u smell like anus and i feel like feet</title><content type='html'>THIS MORNING I WOKE UP AND&lt;br /&gt;I BROKE MY AGNES.B RING. &lt;br /&gt;AND THEN WHILE GOING HOME I KNOCK MY WRIST AGAINST THE DFS SLIDING DOOR AND NOW MY WRIST HAS A FINE AND DANDY LOOKING PURPLE CLOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT COOL ANYMORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115194471336091355?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115194471336091355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115194471336091355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115194471336091355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115194471336091355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/07/u-smell-like-anus-and-i-feel-like-feet.html' title='u smell like anus and i feel like feet'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-115184907019945345</id><published>2006-07-02T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:04:30.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steam ah</title><content type='html'>i have concluded that i will only have one best friend and that would be my papercloud.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;she has touched my eyeball and zipped up my pants and watched me pee and puke a million times and after stealing a potential date from me she apologises and we are all merry again. jealous right. plus shes hot and her mom cooks the best peranakan dishes.  eat your heart out. feh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play golf again ( but this time in proper fugly looking polos and covered up shoes)  and have major pig out sessions at hawker centers, eat ice cream at a playground and learn the art of making sushi.&lt;br /&gt;flower arrangements too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not me talking. its the hang over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115184907019945345?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115184907019945345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115184907019945345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115184907019945345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115184907019945345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/07/steam-ah.html' title='steam ah'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-115170368982638673</id><published>2006-07-01T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T05:57:13.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh, your silly antics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/70042437a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/70042437a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/70050453a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's okay to play&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to be plain&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to be in pain and alone once again&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to love&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to cry&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to say "ok" , wait, that's a lie. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115170368982638673?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115170368982638673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115170368982638673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115170368982638673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115170368982638673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/07/ooh-your-silly-antics.html' title='ooh, your silly antics'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-115125092279028102</id><published>2006-06-25T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:56:27.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambi is cute; and so are you.</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I should have tried penning down my thoughts like how a blog is supposed to be made of, so I wouldnt really feel so puny and feel like my brain is going berserk any moment with unsurmountable shit runnin through my head.&lt;br /&gt;I conclude that i've become perpetually tired and my life is coming to a standstill.&lt;br /&gt;Lately i find myself highly easily agitated and I feel like there is a need to be defensive. And i've accepted the fact that things don't go my way all the time but i also concluded that i will adapt, but i might not embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting soon, in fact it starts on the july 3. It is something to look forward to after doing jackshit for 4 months. I cant wait to feel the hustlenbustle in the early mornings, grabbing sandwiches on the way ..well u get what i mean. At least i'd feel more useful.&lt;br /&gt;And also because i'v found myself a new lunch partner and for once i thank god smu is 1 bus stop away BECAUSE MY PAPER CLOUD GOT INTO SMU AND WE ARE GOING TO PAINT THE SKIES PURPLE WITH MAGIC MARKERS AND CORRECTION TAPE.&lt;br /&gt;thats right, we will be studious with style. haw haw haw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just going to pick some pictures to represent where i went, what i did. ( which is mostly the same jackshit actually)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Xian's birthday poolside bbq &amp; zouk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/DSC06104.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The spam glam family affair event @ phuture &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/_0014880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt; Richard's birthday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i actually thought i had a lot more updates to do! well, that is all folks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-115125092279028102?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/115125092279028102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=115125092279028102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115125092279028102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/115125092279028102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/06/bambi-is-cute-and-so-are-you.html' title='Bambi is cute; and so are you.'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-114905239287648046</id><published>2006-05-31T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:13:12.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GEEK PETROL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/Image(026).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/Image%28026%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was half asleep this morning thinking how nice it would be waking up to some toast and bacon when suddenly BAM! my stomach started churning and it felt like my intestines were being torn apart so i rushed to the toilet to take the longest dump ever i swear it must have been all the pills n grass and supper and alcohol all combo mixed up together.&lt;br /&gt;well i felt a lot much lighter after that though.&lt;br /&gt;so right, i decided to take a cold shower to perk myself up and as i looked into the mirror i saw my right eye was blood shot like some bloody cunt i panicked and tried to find some eye drop but i took saline instead cos im half blind without my contacts. eugh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i am supposed to bring the whatever groceries me and zhi bought to her house so i can whip up a nice meal but that shitface is now asleep at hars place after bringing mac donalds breakfast for him so im like all moody and grumpy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know if im paranoid or something but it seems like my maid is giving me the cold shoulder i think my mom has been gossiping about me behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;SO FINE U WIN MOMMY OH EVERYONES ON UR SIDE RIGHT NOW .&lt;br /&gt;i hope she didnt spit into my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;feh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonights mambo and i do not feel like going cos im broke and i still feel like feet however if u do catch me there its only because i wanna eat my mushroom chicken pie OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;whatafuckingbrilliantexcuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114905239287648046?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114905239287648046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114905239287648046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114905239287648046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114905239287648046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/05/geek-petrol.html' title='GEEK PETROL'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-114885071883343878</id><published>2006-05-29T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T05:11:58.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday trophyfuck</title><content type='html'>oh, and jack too. although i know you are never going to read this post but anyways it was a pretty damn good dinner, the same place and the same room which my mom held her birthday too, such coincedence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was stuffed with all the oysters and chocolatecake and then i went for hars's birthday at butterfactory&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt like crazydrinking and rowdy of that sort but more like an escalating high for me as the party continued through the early morning. i wasnt fucked over by alcohol i was rather mellow and even more chilled as i went for a smoke towards the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;no party ends without supper of course so we made a move to newton for some good old chilli kang kong and stingray and the usuals, by the double and surprisingly we finished everything and i wasnt even close to full&lt;br /&gt;i got home at 640am and slept like a baby i was secretly hoping for my parents to wake up though so i could get into another fight with them just for the sake of it and hopefully leading to them grounding me when im 19yrs old and i will write them an emo goodbye letter just to guiltrip them and then pack my bags and live happily ever after with zhi ( who is not my fucking boyfriend in case u needed to know but she could pass off as my lesbian half cos shes quite the hotcake.)&lt;br /&gt;tonight was uneventful it was just nasi lemak and chilling by the reservior - how my friends would describe the place as malaysia all you west side coool cats , fine fine have it your way.&lt;br /&gt;im going to weigh myself tmr morning and let out a squeak scream and pull my hair as i see the scale going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way poo was saying that the world is lacking of fish due to over fishing how fking sadly amazing is that.&lt;br /&gt;and then i replied back saying we could just eat salmon cos they just die after reproducing themselves so we wont feel guilty but apparently its not true cos we dont eat the dead salmon cos they disintergrate themselves internally right after giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to watch more of national geographic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114885071883343878?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114885071883343878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114885071883343878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114885071883343878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114885071883343878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-trophyfuck.html' title='happy birthday trophyfuck'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-114882431230044037</id><published>2006-05-28T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:51:52.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL LIKE MUSHROOM CHICKEN PIE RIGHT NOWWWW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114882431230044037?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114882431230044037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114882431230044037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114882431230044037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114882431230044037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-like-mushroom-chicken-pie-right.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-114868479826637428</id><published>2006-05-27T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T07:06:38.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's never gonna happen so eat my shorts steph</title><content type='html'>when u are half fucked on alcohol and still up at 6am&lt;br /&gt;and u find yourself staring out of the window&lt;br /&gt;u will notice how fast the sun comes up and it seems scorching bright even through your funky curtains&lt;br /&gt;and it's suddenly a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;i say, its a brand new fucking day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114868479826637428?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114868479826637428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114868479826637428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114868479826637428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114868479826637428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-never-gonna-happen-so-eat-my.html' title='it&apos;s never gonna happen so eat my shorts steph'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-114855619172360692</id><published>2006-05-25T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:23:11.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter symphony i cried a legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/newhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/newhair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happened on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt decide whether it was the tuesday blues or i felt fugly i was browsing through the neighborhood booklet and there was this awesome female model with the coolest gear and coolest looking hair and i thought to myself " i wanna look just like that" ( just like how all u lindsay lohan wannabes wanna look like her)&lt;br /&gt;and as soon as i got my bangs done i was like "f.u.c.k"&lt;br /&gt;its kinda nice but not all so quirky&lt;br /&gt;but however i have such wonderful friends who sing praises of my hair like OK THANK YOU SO MUCH but my mom thinks i look like a tranny&lt;br /&gt;she was like " see, waste money and u dont even look good "&lt;br /&gt;and i was like -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is back home and we are having dinner on the dinner table and my rice is brown.&lt;br /&gt;my mom digs organic stuff and the pumpkin soup is over boiled.&lt;br /&gt;but im not complaining because its been long enough since the 3 of us actually sat down arnd the dinner table together. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/_0013367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel hyper today because everything is falling into place btw me and my parents but i am still broke as shit cos they dont like me bumming around and coming home at 5am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;xmen tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i hope its good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114855619172360692?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114855619172360692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114855619172360692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114855619172360692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114855619172360692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/05/bitter-symphony-i-cried-legacy.html' title='bitter symphony i cried a legacy'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-114643479622729270</id><published>2006-05-01T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T06:06:36.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>earn says: when it rains it pours</title><content type='html'>so it went pretty well than i expected with the surrfamily and the other misc people had a major pig out session at fish&amp;co&lt;br /&gt;with a lot of good vibrations and (the latest trend kudos to big al) clapping of hands and waiters singing the birthday song to me and ROGER videoing it down AGAIN. yes (everyone AWWW) and (TEAR)&lt;br /&gt;then mommy-oh called and then we were emo and angsty and then it was all good somehow&lt;br /&gt;no need for guessing we ended up at zouk again but this time MAJORLY drunk on everything -&lt;br /&gt;it started off with a shot of flaming and then came more wine and more whisky , btw whisky is horrible and has china written all over it , and some lychees , after which i could hardly recall what else i drank and wrapping it up was supperr&lt;br /&gt;kambing soup wakes u up like a swell bak ku teh can take the back seat&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion we all did a good job in fucking ourselves up with alcohol and whatever whatevers&lt;br /&gt;we were like lovely smashed bunnies by the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;sadly no pictures because i was previously emo and throwing whiny fits so i thought fuck camwhoring. &lt;br /&gt;i am glad i am no longer 18. WHAT WAS THAT AGAIN. holydunkincow.&lt;br /&gt;blinkroookoo and poooster flew back to sg so i thought its gonna be another excuse to get smashed&lt;br /&gt;but zouk was fugly today so we went to al ameen to grab some pra-ah and make noise like obnoxious young kids.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and thankyou to everyone who wished me and those who came for my birthday ROGER U ROCK and of course the u-know-who-u-are s .&lt;br /&gt;those who didnt come TOO BAD YOUR LOST go nibble on ur thumb.&lt;br /&gt;i wished ling and zhi was here though. GLAM CHAM over and outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114643479622729270?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114643479622729270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114643479622729270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114643479622729270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114643479622729270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/05/earn-says-when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='earn says: when it rains it pours'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23054896.post-114625664942736524</id><published>2006-04-29T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T04:37:29.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300487</title><content type='html'>they don't even know its my birthday im not even going to start on my emo ranting because its too useless&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i wished they actually knew i had a blog oh wait do they even a blog exists&lt;br /&gt;all they know is money is time time is money i am a whooopywhoop whooop useless kid that goes out get smashed and transfer as many schools as possible.&lt;br /&gt;but mom, u cant buy me those nice nice fendi bags and shove it to my face and tell me that i should learn how to not splurge on this and that.&lt;br /&gt;give me a time machine&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be 21&lt;br /&gt;so i can walk out of the door and load up champagne and coronas in my mini fridge, have house parties like its a weekly communal act&lt;br /&gt;and have a cat as a pet.&lt;br /&gt;that would be like HOW COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114625664942736524?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114625664942736524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114625664942736524' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114625664942736524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114625664942736524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/04/300487.html' title='300487'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114622383083876812</id><published>2006-04-28T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T19:30:30.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAREBEARS ARE CULT FIGURES</title><content type='html'>im back, and as ling would always say, WITH A VENGEANCE.&lt;br /&gt;firstly i am going to whine.&lt;br /&gt;u do not know how much pain it took me to revive this fking blog&lt;br /&gt;i was up till like 4am doing my blog and suddenly my trusty laptop decides to hang on me&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to finish it anyhow so HERE IT IS SUCKERS&lt;br /&gt;its a brand new look with more photos i promise and more cool updates about me and my cool gang.&lt;br /&gt;fuck la.&lt;br /&gt;whatever peez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114622383083876812?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114622383083876812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114622383083876812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114622383083876812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114622383083876812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/04/carebears-are-cult-figures.html' title='CAREBEARS ARE CULT FIGURES'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114448875787473663</id><published>2006-04-08T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T17:32:37.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so my internet explorer was down for a couple of days for i dont know what reason&lt;br /&gt;i tried to figure it out but i guess im not that it savvy after all.&lt;br /&gt;basically the many pretty photos are still with lingerschamp and she is so lazy i am most upset.&lt;br /&gt;my best friend is coming home tomorrow and i am  not excited . i am imagining all the crazy things that we are going to do over the following week and i know i am going to be how screwed because i have 3 essay deadlines to meet and i am not putting in enough effort at all.&lt;br /&gt;my parents left for kl without me today i was supposed to be there with them&lt;br /&gt;i think my relationship with my parents is beyond broken and i think if i dont sit down and have a talk with them one of these days i might need to be prozac-ed.&lt;br /&gt;so now i am currently sitting on my new osim massage chair with my laptop on my lap, with no food, no maid, and absolutely zero drive energy to do up my essay.&lt;br /&gt;parents are the biggest walking contradiction and it is only because they are given the status title of  "parents" , therfore it comes with such annoying priveliges.&lt;br /&gt;like screaming at u for forgetting to turn off the lights like it was the most dealiest sin alive. or like nagging  at you cos u left ur phone beside you on your bed and it would cause radiation and kill your brain cells and you become stupid.&lt;br /&gt;try, to identify with me will you.&lt;br /&gt;tonight im gonna try my best to look as though im enjoying myself , be seen with a beer and bobbing my head up and down to the music like its so happpening.&lt;br /&gt;its times like these that i wished i had half the peachy energy of lings.&lt;br /&gt;coffee. absolutely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114448875787473663?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114448875787473663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114448875787473663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114392713011512247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114392713011512247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_01.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114392694138041782</id><published>2006-04-02T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T05:29:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010482.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114392694138041782?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114392694138041782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114392694138041782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114392694138041782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114392694138041782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114392651219346245</id><published>2006-03-30T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T05:21:52.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ugly feet and champagne poisoning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010464.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010470.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two nights straight were just wasted at zouk my energy was fuelled on alcohol and drained by alcohol. i say my alcohol tolerance is getting to its peak and like how earn would put it, it is not "very inspiring cha mean". like i pity my liver so much now seriously i just want to stick a tube up my stomach and cleanse up my entire system , u know like a vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;but tonight's music was pretty amazing and i am amazed i was on my feet the whole time even though my feet were hurting and my legs were going to give way anytime.&lt;br /&gt;and right now as i am typing this my wireless connection goes on and off every 2 minutes i dont understand why things go wrong all the time i might consider throwing my laptop and router away but iv already spoilt 2 lappies in like a year. i suck in IT even though iv been in IT for 2 years. it just says so much about ngee ann lecturers. ( and i am the princess of denial. zhiyuns the queen of denial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway right, we went to eileen(samuel's gf) resturant's opening this evening and it was amazing. its called Graze and its got a bar upstairs called Mint. totally bali style and its AIYA its just fking amazing. the 3 musketeers started playing around with their records it was just chill n within the crew quality time quality food and ambience and i think maybe the whole mood was so chill we decided to skip drum n bass and went for zouk but the mood was a bit dampen but it eventually went well.&lt;br /&gt;took many pictures we are such shameless people on a constant high but my camera sucks and there are more pictures with dawn n lingers andi just realised iv got tonnes of photos yet to be developed. im gonna have a wallpaper of photos in my room like black and white and coloured how cool is that . and then when i get depressed and mad at myself or get heart broken again i will tear it all down like a cat on claws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just recalled the funniest shit that happened today&lt;br /&gt;has was talking and namedropping bullshit the whole way during the cab ride and he concluded that he was so cool so he called himself has williams, and then he thought of a better name , hasididdy. yeah , fo shizzle dude. totally. has u are so full of shit but il give u some credit for being RAW AND BANGING. personal joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,its 5 and im cranky i am at a loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;i think religion was created to scare children.honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114392651219346245?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114392651219346245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114392651219346245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114392651219346245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114392651219346245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/ugly-feet-and-champagne-poisoning-two.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114374320159468763</id><published>2006-03-30T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:26:41.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD i am pisseeeddddd offf my socksss&lt;br /&gt;i was uploading my pictures halfway onto blogger and was happily typing away and then my battery just died on me like&lt;br /&gt;so u know what i am too lazy to actually reblog everything so im gonna summarise my wednesday frenzy it was good and peachy and very champagne-ish more photos to come when ling friendsters them to me . for now, be good and dont switch sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/CIMG1595.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/CIMG1640.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/CIMG1657.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/CIMG1715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010444.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010445.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And after posting these few photos my blogger photo uploader decides to fuck up and now i cant post any more cool pictures of me and my lingers. THIS SUCKS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i am very deprived of sleep.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ling told me on her 21st birthday shes gonna empty the chlorine water in her pool and fill it up with either vodka or champagne THAT WOULD BE SO MENTAL yo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont know why can someone explain to me why does my face looks exceptionally nice when i dont sleep enough but when i sleep for like 14 hrs i feel fucked up like a stoned frog and still get eyebags and puffy eyelids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am so vain .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;STEAM AHHH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114374320159468763?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114374320159468763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114374320159468763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114374320159468763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114374320159468763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-my-god-i-am-pisseeeddddd-offf-my.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114356988198263112</id><published>2006-03-29T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:18:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not so Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lingers me and van hung out at surrender and it was very much loud and lively all giggly and colourful . what i mean by colourful is like peachyness cos ling is so peachy and she has so much energy she is like an atomic solar energy or if there is even something of that existance. but whatever what im trying to say is my day was so fking happening in a way it was mind boggling . reason being because 1) van finally appeared after donky years of doing the disappearing act she is so diva i cannot take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) lingers never fail to shock me with her shoppping and her infinite peachy energy. like she spent about 700$ today in the vincinity of far east plaza i dont know how she just has expensive taste i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i brought her to Chippy and told her to get the fried mars bars cos they were just adorably delicious she got grossed out by the look and idea of "Fried" chocolate bars but she still gave it a go anyhow i wished i had my camera when she took the first bite her look was estatic like a fking 3 year old bouncy little girl with pigtails and her chocolates. and u know how she has her own english slang going on it just makes it even better haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) if i could i would tell u everything that goes on in the surrnder office but NO cos we are too cool and we like being sneaky. But anyway, i HAVE to tell u how retarded we can be in the office. and like how earn and andy have their own slang going on. to a certain point i am so convinced they are getting senile.&lt;br /&gt;here's a gist of their trademarks&lt;br /&gt;- earn calls andy akon, calls me stefoo, calls samuel hongsan and calls lunnie , Aloon . and u gotta pronounced it like ur some hot japanese chic cos thats how they do it. they are totally caught up in the whole japanese lingo i find it retarded like today earn was like saying this sentence " if u believe in nothing u will fall for anything" in the jap- lingo way " if u beeelieeeve in nossing u will fall for anyssing" .&lt;br /&gt;and the other random shit are like "chillsfreels" "chamean" "jeah" "teeshatt" "gelemah" "kan" "zatso?" and "zatriooght?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its not really very funny BUT I FIND IT FUNNY and i will laugh myself to bed with that because i think im developing insomnia.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the highlight of today was the hype about "pushhead" - basically the action of pushing someones head, a females head in specific terms, basically, giving head.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really think it was hilarious at first cos they were all trying to push my head in the mentality of a girl going down on some dude and lilke how the dude pushes her head to bob up and down his package. But i eventually played along cos i thought why not i mean its not like they meant any harm is all stupid retarded fun-ness and i think its quite funny in a crude sense. so anyway the pictures are for u to judge and u will realise i was actually reading a magazine while they were snapping away.&lt;br /&gt;u must be thinking im such a slut and they are such retarded mofos but u know what i dont care how u think anyway im loud and raw and i find bliss in biting my nails and talking to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114356988198263112?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114356988198263112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114356988198263112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114356988198263112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114356988198263112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/not-so-grey-so-lingers-me-and-van-hung.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114347543775101570</id><published>2006-03-27T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:03:57.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, this is geoffrey junior. cute eh. but it looks like the peanut fuck.&lt;br /&gt;i have to show u my other sketch. it's been quite a while since i&lt;br /&gt;"made" this little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's called Pothead. Its rather unoriginal but i couldnt think of any better name to match him.&lt;br /&gt;I did a few comic strips on him already but its all distorted and doesnt make sense but then again i always like to be psuedo.&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking like fucku stef its exactly like stickman drawing any one could do that within 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;and i will say fuck u back because if u did, i did it earlier. and these are my masterpieces and i call them mine mine all mine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how it is when its just one of those days you just feel jaded and useless&lt;br /&gt;yeah i do . as a friend to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i had a talk with claire this evening and msn-ed efor a good 3 hrs with zhiyun today.&lt;br /&gt;so shit happened no actually many shit happened and it was too much for me to digest so much so i got so angry with myself and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;yeah as much as i neglect these 2 bitches but like they said its quality not quantity&lt;br /&gt;so anyway a message to the conglomerate specifically pls hang in there and be good.&lt;br /&gt;come home quickly and we can cry over broken nails and split ends.&lt;br /&gt;-that cunt just msn nudged me to tell me shes on coke.&lt;br /&gt;im like currently on web cam with her and im looking at her tripping out as she spells fuck as fak.  and then she walks over to her wardrobe to dig out a mustard colour halter to show me and it fucking looks like an apron to me i pity her its fking 160US and then she proceeds on to showing me her new pair of aldo pumps which looks really nice but she just had to keep it stationary on the web cam for a good 10seconds i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;i can fucking go on forever and describe what i am fking seeing on my webcam now but its not gonna amuse anyone except for me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant decide whether i would much prefer to see her "sane" through coke or sane from depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and claire there are so many things i wanna say but i know you;re sensible enough ( like wtf ur older than me ) and pls, call me tmr and update me spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;my entry is getting a tad bit too long and i feel like some robo t tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114347543775101570?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114347543775101570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114347543775101570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114347543775101570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114347543775101570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/everyone-this-is-geoffrey-junior.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114346105158115887</id><published>2006-03-27T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T20:04:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/lingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/lingers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/2284728324475s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait up.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so lingers just called and like shes back in stinkapore woohoo i am excited so much gossip.&lt;br /&gt;u see, im a girl after all.&lt;br /&gt;anyway ah poo yeah i dont know why my pictures are so screwed up and i am too lazy to fix this shit up so bear with it. until i try to regain my arty farty-ness back , this is as good as it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so right, for a good 5 mins i zoned out again and i was thinking to myself like&lt;br /&gt;" how fking cool it would be if i could make toys" like, think tiny little toys in a banana shape form with huge manga-anime like eyes and it has calipers as fingers and shortshort legs. it would be called Geoffrey junior cos i intend to add another family member to it.&lt;br /&gt;and then you can dismantle geoffrey whichever way you want to like a fking lego block and fix it back any way u want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i might just be able to do without tripping after all.&lt;br /&gt;forgive me i tend to forget i sway the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i think i am going to put that thought down with some magic markers and paper.&lt;br /&gt;like how paris hilton would say " thats hot"&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114346105158115887?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114346105158115887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114346105158115887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114346105158115887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114346105158115887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/wait-up.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114338951242379451</id><published>2006-03-27T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:18:13.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sunday affair</title><content type='html'>I think it's gonna be an every SUNDAY affair between me and poo.&lt;br /&gt;We come up with the most retarded things to do and mind you we are oceans and mountains apart from each other.&lt;br /&gt;So today, we decided to take some shots on 5 things which would represent something or nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and these are her masterpieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27484414@N00/118171632/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/39/118171632_131393aa5f_m.jpg" height = "300" width ="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27484414@N00/118173597/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/43/118173597_b31f814a0e_m.jpg"height = "300" width= "400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114338951242379451?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114338951242379451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114338951242379451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114338951242379451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114338951242379451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-affair.html' title='A sunday affair'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114338168451980623</id><published>2006-03-26T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:20:55.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27484414@N00/118113768/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/44/118113768_e618be4887_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the above is what and where i have been for the most part of my week &lt;br /&gt;and that is no difficulty in guessing of course it's surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting too mundane for me i find it tiring to even party now. &lt;br /&gt;But i hope all views would change in time as my lingers will be coming back from Uk tmr. &lt;br /&gt;she's my peachy champagne crack whore. &lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to ransack her wardrobe and swim in her pool on a rainy day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically my fridaysaturdays were alcoholbinging with the crew &lt;br /&gt;we went to butter factory to check out the place, it wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;the alcohol kept coming and the music was soso but ritz&amp;bobby were really affectionate towards us so yeah whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fiona was apparently there( she is everywhere omg), and boy i swear she needs to double stylecheck herself before she goes outta the house. she looked so horrible in that dress and boots, like a skinny bamboo in an overly baggy n long dress. &lt;br /&gt;what was she trying to pull off another bohemian sienne miller uh oh in yr dreams shortfart. &lt;br /&gt;Try consulting ur stylist next time. &lt;br /&gt;(yeah, i do make it very obvious that i do not dig her and u may think its cos im overly jealous bout her but i swear, shes a bunch of empty vessels.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we headed to zouk after butterfac and it was retarded but i got smashed anyhow. saw many longlost faces and it was good seeing some of them &lt;br /&gt;i think i was overly friendly tho but then again everyone likes me when im smashed cos im overlyfriendly. &lt;br /&gt;Even my bestfriend Zhi says im uptight when im sane. &lt;br /&gt;so maybe its only good when i drink till i speak in tongue. &lt;br /&gt;no, that would be the cue to fucking shove me into a cab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yst's subvert sessions at zouk was amazing but i felt so drained out&lt;br /&gt;and WHY? &lt;br /&gt;lunnie your grass sucks so does ur garderner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114338168451980623?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114338168451980623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114338168451980623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114338168451980623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114338168451980623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/yeah.html' title='yeah'/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114317591498537253</id><published>2006-03-24T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T12:51:55.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/arevamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/arevamped.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;its friday. TIU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114317591498537253?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114317591498537253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114317591498537253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114317591498537253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114317591498537253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114304936642828156</id><published>2006-03-23T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T01:42:46.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v232/stefaye/hate.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114304936642828156?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114304936642828156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114304936642828156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114304936642828156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114304936642828156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/image-hosting-by-photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114301856739535773</id><published>2006-03-22T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T17:09:27.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; Pictures from last saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010307.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010307.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010328.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010328.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114301856739535773?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114301856739535773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114301856739535773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114301856739535773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114301856739535773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/pictures-from-last-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114287364310448628</id><published>2006-03-20T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:54:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; James Lavelle @ Zouk&lt;br /&gt;This guy is not only a vodkaholic and an icon to many, he's a genius, delivering new sounds fresh outta the oven. &lt;br /&gt;( well, it was pretty new to me , that is. ) &lt;br /&gt;And over the period of time he's been in and out of sg, dropping fresh n mental ideas for surrender n yada yada, he stays loyal to his choice of food - BOAT QUAY "Ze Char". like, RELIGIOUSLY really. &lt;br /&gt;Sirens was amazing. WAYWAYWAYAMAZING. I was pretty high at that point of time, so as i stood there i pictured myself as a toy soldier. &lt;br /&gt;BEAR WITH ME but what's coming up next is gonna be really lame and outofthisworld.&lt;br /&gt;Think, toy soldier.&lt;br /&gt;In a transformer suit with calipers as fingers. &lt;br /&gt;I had the coolest shades which were like radar beams - i saw myself in this greygrey building in the midst of a construction site, but because of these shades everything was like in kaleidoscope view, and i could destroy everything with my calipers. sweet. &lt;br /&gt;talk bout tripping. HAHAHA &lt;br /&gt; -edit-&lt;br /&gt;iv been trying to upload pictures which were taken on saturday. but IT IS NOT WORKING.&lt;br /&gt;#$&amp;@(#*$&amp;# &lt;br /&gt;im gonna work on my essay now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114287364310448628?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114287364310448628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114287364310448628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114287364310448628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114287364310448628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/james-lavelle-zouk-this-guy-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114253199862072514</id><published>2006-03-17T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T01:59:58.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; MORNING SURPRISE&lt;br /&gt;it was lying beside my pillow when i woke up. My evil twin sent me a little parcel (which i previously thought was some hidden dagger or weapon of some sort cos she hinted to me the day before that i was gonna receive some weapons) AND i cant believe i actually believed that poootutut. ANYWAY. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so random yet sweet to receive something out of the blue. And for the record i'v never received a card from friends, (excluding primary school and my step sisters), its really quite something.&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT I SHALL NOT BRUISE YOUR EGO POOOSTER. But, its much appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;me love u loooong timeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;oh, one more thing , big ups to akon. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for watching my back. Jeahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114253199862072514?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114253199862072514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114253199862072514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114253199862072514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114253199862072514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/morning-surprise-it-was-lying-beside.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114236614372970377</id><published>2006-03-15T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T03:56:47.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; 3.53 am &lt;br /&gt;And i just finished my presentation. Not satisfied. Not at all. &lt;br /&gt;akon's nice enough to give me some advices on it. &lt;em&gt;bomdiggybom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i HAD to do a useless survey cuz i was bored. so here u go.&lt;br /&gt;knock urself out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action='http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php' method='post' target='_new'&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=#efefef cellspacing=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=center colspan=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question1' value='TELL+ME+ABOUT+YOURSELF+-+The+Survey'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type1' value='2'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;steffuu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question2' value='Name%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type2' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;april 30 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question3' value='Birthday%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type3' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;thompson hospital&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question4' value='Birthplace%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type4' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Current Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ulu ulu sembawang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question5' value='Current+Location%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type5' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLACK LAH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question6' value='Eye+Color%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type6' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i have bad hair days. sometimes its black sometimes its bleached&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question7' value='Hair+Color%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type7' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;170 +++ i dunno. i wished i was 165. NO SERIOUSLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question8' value='Height%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type8' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i type with both hands. i write with right hand i smoke with left hand and dig my arse with no hands&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question9' value='Right+Handed+or+Left+Handed%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type9' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Your Heritage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;peranakan burmeise rojak &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question10' value='Your+Heritage%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type10' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;surrender slippers (must pimp a bit)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question11' value='The+Shoes+You+Wore+Today%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type11' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Your Weakness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;is being weak at heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question12' value='Your+Weakness%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type12' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Your Fears:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;insects and opening my wallet to see zero MONEY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question13' value='Your+Fears%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type13' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Your Perfect Pizza:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME LOVE CHEESE LONG TIME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question14' value='Your+Perfect+Pizza%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type14' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;to get exempted off 8 modules. NO SERIOUSLY i am studying really hard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question15' value='Goal+You+Would+Like+To+Achieve+This+Year%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type15' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;na bei and NO SERIUOSLY. (it shows)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question16' value='Your+Most+Overused+Phrase+On+an+instant+messenger%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type16' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;fk im late for school&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question17' value='Thoughts+First+Waking+Up%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type17' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Your Best Physical Feature:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question18' value='Your+Best+Physical+Feature%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type18' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Your Bedtime:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;no time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question19' value='Your+Bedtime%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type19' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Your Most Missed Memory:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;with grandma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question20' value='Your+Most+Missed+Memory%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type20' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRUIT JUICE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question21' value='Pepsi+or+Coke%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type21' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question22' value='MacDonalds+or+Burger+King%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type22' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Single or Group Dates:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i dont do dates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question23' value='Single+or+Group+Dates%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type23' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;knn STARBUCKS CAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question24' value='Lipton+Ice+Tea+or+Nestea%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type24' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question25' value='Chocolate+or+Vanilla%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type25' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAZEL NUT LATTE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question26' value='Cappuccino+or+Coffee%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type26' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you Smoke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question27' value='Do+you+Smoke%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type27' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you Swear:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuck yeah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question28' value='Do+you+Swear%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type28' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you Sing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;bathroom rockstar man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question29' value='Do+you+Sing%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type29' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you Shower Daily:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;YAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question30' value='Do+you+Shower+Daily%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type30' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Have you Been in Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;fk off&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question31' value='Have+you+Been+in+Love%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type31' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you want to go to College:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question32' value='Do+you+want+to+go+to+College%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type32' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you want to get Married:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i dont think so, not yet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question33' value='Do+you+want+to+get+Married%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type33' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you belive in yourself:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i love myself &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question34' value='Do+you+belive+in+yourself%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type34' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=center colspan=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness:&amp;..39;&gt;&lt;input type=&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question35' value='Do+you+get+Motion+Sickness%3A%26..39%3B%3E%3Cinput+type%3D'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type35' value=''&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you think you are Attractive:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;yeah in the most disgusting way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question36' value='Do+you+think+you+are+Attractive%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type36' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Are you a Health Freak:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i try not to do supper &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question37' value='Are+you+a+Health+Freak%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type37' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you get along with your Parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;only with mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question38' value='Do+you+get+along+with+your+Parents%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type38' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question39' value='Do+you+like+Thunderstorms%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type39' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Do you play an Instrument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;piano &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question40' value='Do+you+play+an+Instrument%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type40' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question41' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+Drank+Alcohol%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type41' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you Smoked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question42' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+Smoked%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type42' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;hahahah no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question43' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+been+on+Drugs%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type43' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question44' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+on+a+Date%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type44' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question45' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+to+a+Mall%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type45' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question46' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+eaten+a+box+of+Oreos%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type46' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question47' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+eaten+Sushi%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type47' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you been on Stage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question48' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+been+on+Stage%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type48' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you been Dumped:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO FK OFF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question49' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+been+Dumped%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type49' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question50' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+Skinny+Dipping%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type50' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya my moms bags every week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question51' value='In+the+past+month+have+you+Stolen+Anything%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type51' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Ever been Drunk:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question52' value='Ever+been+Drunk%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type52' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Ever been called a Tease:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question53' value='Ever+been+called+a+Tease%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type53' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Ever been Beaten up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question54' value='Ever+been+Beaten+up%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type54' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Ever Shoplifted:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question55' value='Ever+Shoplifted%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type55' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;How do you want to Die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;an overdose causing hallucinations of wonderland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question56' value='How+do+you+want+to+Die%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type56' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;media guru&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question57' value='What+do+you+want+to+be+when+you+Grow+Up%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type57' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;What country would you most like to Visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;for now its boston. ZHIYUN U KNOW WHY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question58' value='What+country+would+you+most+like+to+Visit%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type58' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=center colspan=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question59' value='In+a+Boy%2FGirl..'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type59' value='2'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Favourite Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i dont care&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question60' value='Favourite+Eye+Color%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type60' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Favourite Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;naturals only&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question61' value='Favourite+Hair+Color%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type61' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Short or Long Hair:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i dont care. oh but cannot have dandruff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question62' value='Short+or+Long+Hair%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type62' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;i dont care&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question63' value='Height%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type63' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Weight:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;uh. not fat . i am so very frank&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question64' value='Weight%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type64' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Best Clothing Style:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;anything. as long as u feel good and u can pull it off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question65' value='Best+Clothing+Style%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type65' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAHAHHA inclusive of panadols?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question66' value='Number+of+Drugs+I+have+taken%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type66' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Number of CDs I own:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;wtf. countless. but mp3s lah wah lau&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question68' value='Number+of+CDs+I+own%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type68' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Number of Piercings:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 body 5 ear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question69' value='Number+of+Piercings%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type69' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Number of Tattoos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question70' value='Number+of+Tattoos%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type70' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top align=right&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;not things. they are people. 2 in fact. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='question71' value='Number+of+things+in+my+Past+I+Regret%3A'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='type71' value='1'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Take This Survey'&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php'&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php'&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114236614372970377?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114236614372970377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114236614372970377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114236614372970377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114236614372970377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/3.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114227199510373625</id><published>2006-03-14T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T01:46:35.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; Mundane Monday&lt;br /&gt;The only thing which brightened my morning was an overseas sms by zhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-take care, have fun, dont forget about stinkapore and me- &lt;br /&gt;I hate taking trains in the mornings. I reckoned i was claustrophobic or something, i couldnt really breath and i broke out in cold sweat all of a sudden. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the bloody track fault - can u believe it, traffic "train" jam. I guess i felt compressed in the tunnel, and the fact that it was sardine-packed made it even worse. &lt;br /&gt;I felt sick the whole day and got home early to read up on my references. &lt;br /&gt;man, i dont know where to start from. But, i have this huge feeling that this is it u know.&lt;br /&gt;like, i think im really gonna enjoy what i'll be studying. &lt;br /&gt;It's so broad and it gives me an anticipation of whats in it for me in future. &lt;br /&gt;media, press, events, visuals, cultures.. &lt;br /&gt;It's really general and everyone's doing it but i think i'll do just fine. *) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; anyway, BIG LOVE to ah pooo, haha u crazy pooface ur pretty amazing at ur photoshop skills eh? I AM LOVING YOUR STAR. &lt;br /&gt;check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/steffuuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/steffuuu.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/steffu%27s%20lair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/steffu%27s%20lair.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this, is what i have been up to all night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010282.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010282.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result of a mental block.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114227199510373625?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114227199510373625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114227199510373625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114227199510373625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114227199510373625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/mundane-monday-only-thing-which.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114217867882162933</id><published>2006-03-12T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:51:18.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; &lt;strong&gt;we too cool for skooool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a peep of what school is like for us. We were required to do our self research on our assignments, but we did everything from sleeping on the sofa, chain smoking, toiletbreaks, snacking and triggerhappy ..except for research.&lt;br /&gt;i had no plans of going anywhere later at night, but as from my previous post it's obvious i got smashed.&lt;br /&gt;( and i went to mos in my shorts and slippers. SO TAK GLAM STEPHHH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/WERLOVERS%20009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/WERLOVERS%20009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/WERLOVERS%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/WERLOVERS%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooh we are lovers &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/WERLOVERS%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/WERLOVERS%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;From Am to Pm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite bartenders at mos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010251.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010251.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010247.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger i finally took nice pictures of u w/o cutting u out OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010250.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010254.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010254.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010258.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010258.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/1600/P1010257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8048/2355/320/P1010257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when i was getting smashed with debbie litar n the whoever whoevers.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday debbieee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114217867882162933?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114217867882162933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114217867882162933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114217867882162933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114217867882162933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-too-cool-for-skooool-peep-of-what.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114202158659036493</id><published>2006-03-11T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T04:13:06.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; SMASHEDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;it is currently 4 30am and i am pretty much smashed. &lt;br /&gt;thanks to li tar and whoever and whoever - the chivas green tea kept coming and coming.&lt;br /&gt;THAT particular idiot was trying to shove the blooody pill down my throat . but anyways, im all about clean fun. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA. so i refused. &lt;br /&gt;I am pretty smashed. &lt;br /&gt;a gist of my day. &lt;br /&gt;went to school with a runnynose. hung out at surrender for the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;had some solid dinner at scotts and of to MOS , me lunister and the other hothot girls.&lt;br /&gt;my last trace was at zouk where i met litar and the fareast people whoever whoever. &lt;br /&gt;the last thing i could remember was me running away from the crowd n buying a hotdog before jumping into a cab. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; apologies to my hamster and justin!! i abandoned  all at mos. but uhh, u didnt reply my msg so ..whatever floats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it;s time like these that i miss my girlfriends. &lt;br /&gt;-zhiyun my daytripper partner&lt;br /&gt;-claire my mambo gdg&lt;br /&gt;-lingers my champagne &lt;br /&gt;-xianny the layer cake bitch (yes u are my gf too) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom woke up to realise the state that i was in . &lt;br /&gt;she concluded that i was happening and i would die of liver failure by the time i am 35. &lt;br /&gt;trust me, she was just as happening as me.&lt;br /&gt;i still have a photo her ; she had perfectly manicured nails, her left hand holding a ciggy and the right holding a glass of whisky dry. &lt;br /&gt;the irony of it all - SHE DETESTS MY DRINKING AND SMOKING HABITS. wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114202158659036493?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114202158659036493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114202158659036493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114202158659036493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114202158659036493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/smasheddddd-it-is-currently-4-30am-and.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114156623321726795</id><published>2006-03-05T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:43:53.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; I was looking at random pictures of those who are in love.. it's so sweet. I really wanna know how it feels like all over again. teaseandplay. Yet I pull myself back because of the leftover scars. &lt;br /&gt;I look at his picture, with another girl on his left. No i'm not sad. Neither was i jealous. And then i bumped into him with her, along with my friends. &lt;br /&gt;I stood dumbfounded. It felt like forever. I'm not sad. I'm just fking angry with myself. How i allowed, and how i gave. How i manipulated to get my happiness and what i got in return today is what u see that is left of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;left of me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me i dont know what is love all about. &lt;br /&gt;My dad is 55 years old, and he doesnt know what love is either. &lt;br /&gt;why? &lt;br /&gt;how can u love one after another, go thru the hassle of marriage and divorces, accompanying it are the white lies, and the frequent family bondings and the quarrels.. It is such a vicious cycle. But he goes through it after 3 marriages and says it is love? &lt;br /&gt;I say, my dad is a dog, with a bit of a good heart. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114156623321726795?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114156623321726795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114156623321726795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114156623321726795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114156623321726795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-was-looking-at-random-pictures-of.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114156158205887790</id><published>2006-03-05T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T20:27:07.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;Arctic Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v232/stefaye/arcticmonkeys.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's mental!! i dloaded it weeks ago and now im addicted to it. i'v been like constantly plugging myself into their songs on repeat mode. thanks Mr Dj Ian. U have enlightened my musical side. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wednesday was a showcase event for Billie Jo and also the official launching of Mos's Ladies night - I'm Gorgeous. Our show case went pretty well - the dandy looking private room and free drinks on the house. We packed up at 12 ish and left for zouk. *Mos is pretty much good fun if u have shitloads of money n good company. Other than that, ZOUK IS HOME! The random crowd at mos pisses me off AND their bloody locker room is an utter disappointment.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v232/stefaye/mospart1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v232/stefaye/mospart2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was sort of Faith's farewell party so off we went to Mos again. I don't know why but my mood simply sank when we started ordering more drinks. I left for zouk again to meet the farmerlee. bumped into the usual suspects , drank more , and i HADDD to eat my zouk hotdog before i left for home.=) OH and btw, i really hate the velvet crowd on saturdays. I really wouldnt wanna be still chilling out like a bloody regular by the time i'm 35. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend's over, I'v got 7 essays due. I'll try to look on the bright side. like fried mars bars and studying at pigeonbucks with the hamster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114156158205887790?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114156158205887790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114156158205887790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114156158205887790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114156158205887790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/arctic-monkeys-its-mental-i-dloaded-it.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114113821239763676</id><published>2006-02-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:50:12.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; lomography. fish-eye camera &lt;br /&gt;i diggg. thanks to ah pooo. ( everytime shes back she always gets us in the mood of snapping pictures away.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v232/stefaye/Surrenderpt1colour.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114113821239763676?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114113821239763676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114113821239763676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114113821239763676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114113821239763676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/02/lomography.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114105696462864174</id><published>2006-02-28T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:21:15.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&gt; I Hate Sensitive Skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY DO!!! those of you who have seen me will know what i mean. my skin is like bumpy and i look pale all the time , and its that time of the month, its just hitting me all at once like its running outta fashion! rarrrhh!&lt;br /&gt;I've dug up recent photos of me and the usual suspects. feel free to critisize and scrutinize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2006-2/1152625/moscollage.jpg' width=400 height=450  &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114105696462864174?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114105696462864174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114105696462864174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114105696462864174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114105696462864174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-sensitive-skin-i-really-do.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114097729427878713</id><published>2006-02-27T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:08:14.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&gt;HELLO BLOGSPOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know why? as much as i adore moonfruit to bits  it is just not practical cuz i have too many pictures and trash to upload!!! this is not doing me any justice. -rahhhh-&lt;br /&gt;i am so angry with myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;everybody, this is it. final destination. back to square one. hello blogfkingspot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114097729427878713?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114097729427878713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114097729427878713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114097729427878713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114097729427878713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-blogspot.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23054896.post-114097222245460169</id><published>2006-02-27T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T00:43:42.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>manjaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23054896-114097222245460169?l=steffuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114097222245460169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23054896&amp;postID=114097222245460169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114097222245460169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23054896/posts/default/114097222245460169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffuu.blogspot.com/2006/02/manjaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>stephh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08953055593306590445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
