<?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-7598340</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:12:55.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOO MOO</title><subtitle type='html'>MOO MOO! im the cow boy!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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>406</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-7745279548794479586</id><published>2008-04-10T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T11:10:26.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Yong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;阿蓉这两个网站有关于花莲的详情&lt;br /&gt;如果有什么不了解请打给我.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;http://eng.taiwan.net.tw/lan/Cht/map/ShowMap.asp?pic=09985_hualien.jpg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;http://www.asia-planet.net/taiwan/hualien.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-7745279548794479586?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7745279548794479586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7745279548794479586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-yong.html' title='For Yong'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-4920561337180961599</id><published>2007-09-21T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T12:54:36.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad the hell</title><content type='html'>I love deluding myself at times, especially when it comes to abusing facts.&lt;br /&gt;Did u know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking lots of water before meals helps to occupy ur stomach so u won't be consuming as much later on during meals and so u'll be cutting down on calories. Drinking lots of water immediately after ur meals actualli slows down digestion and hence leading to indigestion eventually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a 30 min walk about 1 hour after meals helps increase metabolism rate. Having a 1 hr walk immediately after meals actually slows down absorption of nutrients from food. This is because all the blood flow is channeled to the limbs instead of the digestive system.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking fruits and vegetables causes nutrient loss, hence it's best to not overcook the greens. Deep fried vege is a better alternative to deep fried meat as it contains high fibre content, still deep fried food is bad for health.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So what happens when u eat lots of deep fried vege, drink water and walk immediately after meals?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;U Puke...&lt;br /&gt;and that means, u ate nothing and u won't grow a single inch on ur waist....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Above article is inspired by true events that happened to me.... and i'm not encouraging anybody to follow it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-4920561337180961599?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/4920561337180961599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/4920561337180961599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/09/wad-hell.html' title='Wad the hell'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-9214693463981938164</id><published>2007-09-12T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:51:58.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!</title><content type='html'>3 Months and im back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lazy to scribble stuff bout NS but it's good, it's good..... SHAT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so digging into Ames Bros tshirt, i wld do pimp to get my hands on them.. mayb not....&lt;br /&gt;Going to be on my hols in Malaysia soon.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping, eating, shopping, eating. hope my waistline will slim down as my wallet do...&lt;br /&gt;6 PAC 6 PAC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-9214693463981938164?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/9214693463981938164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/9214693463981938164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back.html' title='IM BACK!'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-6649332060617804209</id><published>2007-08-09T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:02:45.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life + Army = Army Life</title><content type='html'>You can have loneliness in Life, but never let loneliness be your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time back, my friend was having a convo with me debating bout blogs being a leaning pillar for the lonely.&lt;br /&gt;I think i found my answer.&lt;br /&gt;Those who often sought to be recognised, to be seen, to be heard, usually are the lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is just a way for me to etch out bits and pieces of my life, i like to call it the 'recall'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS has mould me here and there. But there's always gonna be a part of me that will never be lost.&lt;br /&gt;NS is one cheap crash course for ppl who wanna look and feel better.&lt;br /&gt;A little narcissisism wont hurt.&lt;br /&gt;So come join the army if u love to queue up for shitty food, see 100 dicks, have fetish for green uniform, loves eye shadow and ranting like mad dogs.&lt;br /&gt;What cant kill you, will make you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-6649332060617804209?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/6649332060617804209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/6649332060617804209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-army-army-life.html' title='Life + Army = Army Life'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-1972030470815840551</id><published>2007-07-22T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T10:05:02.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm Just here to show my face.....oh wells.... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS has become a boring cycle in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Early,&lt;br /&gt;Eat shitty gruel,&lt;br /&gt;Work until shag,&lt;br /&gt;Sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stand - Make Your Day.&lt;br /&gt;I start my day differently everyday with crazy ethics, from pulling white hair off my friend's head to muttering in silly accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only until NS that I learn how to cherish the stuff around me, the time, the ppl, the places, that bottle of kaya in my fridge, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think it's time, some other ppl do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from these, I still don get the buzz behind Harry Potter's new book. Why the hell is everyone so intrigued as to whether Harry's gonna die... Give Rowling a break. She needs to spend her pennies. Anyways, not gonna get the book cuz i get claustrophobic when i touch book. No books, movie yes. Speaking of which, took a sneak peak at the latest Harry movie. I love Dumbledore, Dolores Umbridge, Luna, Prof Snape and Voldemort. Did i mention Harry Potter? Not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cld someone pls tell me where i cld help my mum get Anya HindMarch's 'I'm not a plastic bag' bag.. cuz it's entirely off stock in the entire SOUTH EAST ASIA! Blardy freaking 41 bucks! SO CHEAP LAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-1972030470815840551?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/1972030470815840551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/1972030470815840551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/07/ns.html' title='NS'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-3966729052023812287</id><published>2007-07-01T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T10:50:44.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Feed my Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Empty promises? FUCK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've developed a great time gap between myself and my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Partially because during this period of my life, I am appreciating the habit of self-assessment in my head. Nothing egoistic or narcissistic but i thought, since hardly anyone would bother, I rather leave it all for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am discovering a new and better me in every period of my life.&lt;br /&gt;In my last period, I call it the 'Slack'. And now, it's the period for me to wake up. And finally handling out whatever that's needed to make my life sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to a fresher me,&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to a slicker me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-3966729052023812287?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/3966729052023812287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/3966729052023812287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-to-feed-my-blog.html' title='Time to Feed my Blog'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-7680062267504165654</id><published>2007-06-15T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:32:02.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My biggest bday gift</title><content type='html'>My Biggest Bday Gift this year to me is Remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;Thnks Fr Th Mmrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Everybody Has A Choice.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagline from Fantastic 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-7680062267504165654?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7680062267504165654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7680062267504165654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-biggest-bday-gift.html' title='My biggest bday gift'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-3352851114094196790</id><published>2007-05-30T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:05:10.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Cingapore Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna get myself a Britney hairdo, anything and whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some crazy things before i end my term with OCBC....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disfigured 'Ms Patricia Lim' - Go figure...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crash this year's GSS and bombed almost 1/2 a grand on raoul, zara..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Queued up for 3 freaking hours for 2 dozens of diabetic donuts from Donuts Factory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crashed Food Fair at expo and pigged out almost every single stall available.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Cant believe this is it... and that i'm already going bald officially soon...&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go m'sia 1 last time for a last min hideout... be back in singapore and blogosphere before my bday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-3352851114094196790?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/3352851114094196790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/3352851114094196790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-cingapore-sale.html' title='Great Cingapore Sale'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-2285740574015895466</id><published>2007-05-21T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T10:46:02.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MizUnderstood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Misunderstood.... Big time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, im giving myself some extra exhiliarating bday presents...&lt;br /&gt;A slick 21.02 BMI, 38,31,34...&lt;br /&gt;A hefty sum of commission.....&lt;br /&gt;A happy trip with my cousin back to m'sia....&lt;br /&gt;A good night sleep after working so hard for so many days....&lt;br /&gt;Friends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Grins....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-2285740574015895466?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/2285740574015895466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/2285740574015895466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/05/mizunderstood.html' title='MizUnderstood'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-344702482488431630</id><published>2007-05-14T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:32:27.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant do randomness cuz blogger is farking up on me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is full of pleasantry and garbage....&lt;br /&gt;Throw away the garbage and BOOM! Work is fun..&lt;br /&gt;To those who love giving me garbage, i will throw u away....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-344702482488431630?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/344702482488431630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/344702482488431630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cant-do-randomness-cuz-blogger-is.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-7431329451939947023</id><published>2007-05-04T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:17:21.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Great</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Commission, Money, Commission Money.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhilirated....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-7431329451939947023?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7431329451939947023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7431329451939947023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/05/lifes-great.html' title='Life&apos;s Great'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-61621103923316262</id><published>2007-04-29T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T09:18:08.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a buzz at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Im not sounding anything to get any attention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;FUKINGKANNINABECHAOCHEEBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mp3 software's having its very own addict... it likes to spin Jewel's 'Stand' over and over again and it's getting on my nerves..... and then when i press next, i chance upon this ultimately touching song which i didn't even know was inside my list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from Martina McBride's 'Broken Wing' (*edited*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And with a broken wing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He still sings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He keeps an eye on the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a broken wing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He carries his dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girl you oughta see him fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;It's almost a year into my healthy lifestyle... and almost 4 mths into my jogging regime...&lt;br /&gt;All the work and exercise thing is starting to take its toll on me... Dark Circles, Eye Bags....&lt;br /&gt;Gotta take a break before i officially shave my head for the nation....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-61621103923316262?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/61621103923316262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/61621103923316262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/04/not-buzz-at-all.html' title='not a buzz at all'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-4828013253998173697</id><published>2007-04-23T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:34:02.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK WORK WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;What's friendship? Friendship is nothing to be happy nor angry about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Friendship is my salt and vinegar chip in my hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been tedious, but it's given me alot.&lt;br /&gt;Alot reasons to look forward to the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Alot reasons to smile cuz im meeting ppl everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Alot reasons to know that i'm feeling alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been drunk for a very very long while and i must say it doesn't feel good... But it does help me forget alot of my worries for the time being.. In that few surreal moment, i actualli felt a force in me and around me, giving me that bit of support when i feel weak on my knees. Whatever it is, im embracing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little sad the team is splitting up.. Gonna miss Nicholas, Nita, Natasha and everybody else...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the fun and happiness...&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna see each other again right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-4828013253998173697?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/4828013253998173697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/4828013253998173697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/04/work-work-work.html' title='WORK WORK WORK'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-899857450429906504</id><published>2007-04-15T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T18:53:27.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seclusion</title><content type='html'>I've been living almost in seclusion... Work has began almost as quietly and secretly as possible -- No one knows and no one realli asked except my family.. I sought a peace which i've nv felt before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angie, 我还好....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarity Beats Serenity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Aznita, Natasha, Nurul, Ili &amp; Nicholas at the bank.. Of course there's many other colleagues but they were more worth mentioning...&lt;br /&gt;In just 5 days into our friendship, we had this wake-up convo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Natasha, 'Hey do u guys have best friends?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nita &amp; Me, 'No...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Natasha, 'But why? i got many many best friends....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas, 'But u can only have 1 BEST friend...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Nita, 'My best friend is myself...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me, 'Cuz friends disappoint? i wouldn't want to be setting expectation high for anyone just in case i hurt anyone or myself...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My answer came almost as immediately like it's in me for ages... Guess it was just dormant...At the very second, i am very clear i got not many friends... which is well, sad......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Natasha, 'oh...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ili was obviously in the ladies so she wasn't in this seemingly superficial yet deep convo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music's my best friend, I'm certain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll Stand By You&lt;/span&gt; - The Pretenders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, Why you look so sad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tears are in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on and come to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't be ashamed to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me see you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I've seen the dark side too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;When the night falls on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing you confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;could make me love you less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Won't let nobody hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll stand by you......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-899857450429906504?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/899857450429906504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/899857450429906504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/04/seclusion.html' title='Seclusion'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-3107405268032036028</id><published>2007-04-02T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T16:56:17.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Shopping Addict + TAIWAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIMX2tuuvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TDq6Dv41Dyc/s1600-h/27.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIMX2tuuvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TDq6Dv41Dyc/s200/27.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049111736199592690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an addict to shopping... A controllable one.. like a Social Smoker.... So do i get to call myself a Social Shopper?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i shop, my body instantaneously becomes a CCTV for myself, observing the way i shop sub-consciously. I'm not too sure if this is something good cuz i don wanna be self-indulgent but at least it helps me keep track of the way i spend.... or mayb it doesn't....&lt;br /&gt;Got this Ed hardy Shirt which is plainly a want for me... i'm not sure if it even look good on me... i mean tattoo? im gonna look like a tattooed weasel...... Well at least i can strike something off my wish list....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Overdue Taiwan Pics (most Pics omitted due to blur quality)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 is negligible... with lots of walking around aimlessly in XiMenDing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2, Trip to Taipei City Hall, PartyWorld KTV and Shilin Night Market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIM6WtuuwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z-N0hcnX8yA/s1600-h/Img_4453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIM6WtuuwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z-N0hcnX8yA/s200/Img_4453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049112328905079554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get ur Ticks for ur Trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIPOWtuu1I/AAAAAAAAABE/YeUjmQe2n9o/s1600-h/Img_4474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIPOWtuu1I/AAAAAAAAABE/YeUjmQe2n9o/s200/Img_4474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049114871525718866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIOG2tuuyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qywFCAgTK4c/s1600-h/Img_4480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIOG2tuuyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qywFCAgTK4c/s200/Img_4480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049113643165072162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shilin Night Market, well a lane in it... It smells like shit and looks like shit. Mainly because of the fermented Beancurds it sells and it's lavatory which could be left unwashed for the last 10 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhINYWtuuxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XhsdZ51mvsg/s1600-h/Img_4477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhINYWtuuxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XhsdZ51mvsg/s200/Img_4477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049112844301155090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This has got to be Rachel's fave.... it ain't Chipolata.... Holy 60 Cm Long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIOjGtuuzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SDoFTV5t14c/s1600-h/Img_4479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIOjGtuuzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SDoFTV5t14c/s200/Img_4479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049114128496376626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIOymtuu0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/dkjiWrk50Lw/s1600-h/Img_4481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIOymtuu0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/dkjiWrk50Lw/s200/Img_4481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049114394784348994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheap Ice Kacang and Sushi from Shilin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3, Zoo and more zoo... of course we did went to WufenPu Night Market but no pics taken cuz we're way to busy shopping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIPlmtuu2I/AAAAAAAAABM/0-7yJ9ZgPJU/s1600-h/Img_4486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIPlmtuu2I/AAAAAAAAABM/0-7yJ9ZgPJU/s200/Img_4486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049115270957677410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Breakfast, Liquid Chin Chow!!!! SWEET LIKE SHAT LAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIPwWtuu3I/AAAAAAAAABU/iiP6_R8HWKI/s1600-h/IMG_4496i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIPwWtuu3I/AAAAAAAAABU/iiP6_R8HWKI/s200/IMG_4496i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049115455641271154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess which dorke is being Mr Cameramen? Starts with J... and we almost doze off... check Gena out, she's already asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIQGmtuu4I/AAAAAAAAABc/ck-oymhXiGs/s1600-h/IMG_4502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIQGmtuu4I/AAAAAAAAABc/ck-oymhXiGs/s200/IMG_4502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049115837893360514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doing Ma Business.... at a BABY Stool....... oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be the wierdest thang... the zoo carries many mutated species.... don believe? check these out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIQbWtuu5I/AAAAAAAAABk/KLj3YOIFqaM/s1600-h/IMG_4530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIQbWtuu5I/AAAAAAAAABk/KLj3YOIFqaM/s200/IMG_4530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049116194375646098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Why the hell is she out of her enclosure?', exclaimed the bothered Steven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIQpWtuu6I/AAAAAAAAABs/SLil9vHw8Zk/s1600-h/Koala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIQpWtuu6I/AAAAAAAAABs/SLil9vHw8Zk/s200/Koala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049116434893814690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is scary......... Gena Koala and Steven Koala actualli owns a MasterCard..... Joint account...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIQ72tuu7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/cqyomgPtBZM/s1600-h/TMNT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIQ72tuu7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/cqyomgPtBZM/s200/TMNT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049116752721394610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now u know how Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle comes about, lemme explain to u why the hell u're seeing things.... I.... need.... to.... be.... satisfied.... That simple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIRQ2tuu8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/aeSi-K-c-vg/s1600-h/Img_4537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIRQ2tuu8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/aeSi-K-c-vg/s200/Img_4537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049117113498647490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes the cat... it is the rarest animal to be spotted in taiwan... True!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4, Hualien FarGlory Ocean Park, XiMenDing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case u haven't know, Hualien is a different county from Taipei, hence the train....&lt;br /&gt;Outside the train it looks like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIR8Gtuu9I/AAAAAAAAACE/fx67KxrvA_o/s1600-h/Entourage+Us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIR8Gtuu9I/AAAAAAAAACE/fx67KxrvA_o/s200/Entourage+Us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049117856527989714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entourage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looks inside the train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhISbmtuu_I/AAAAAAAAACU/x7nLzVbdcvY/s1600-h/IMG_4586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhISbmtuu_I/AAAAAAAAACU/x7nLzVbdcvY/s200/IMG_4586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049118397693869042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bad.... SNORING COMMUTERS and aunties munching her goodies away with me seating in front having no snacks in my hand.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we reach our destination safe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhISz2tuvAI/AAAAAAAAACc/YGU-eY9VaCI/s1600-h/Img_4616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhISz2tuvAI/AAAAAAAAACc/YGU-eY9VaCI/s200/Img_4616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049118814305696770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FarGlory is one crazy place.... it teaches u how to be unfillial by using a paddle to wack ur elders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhITHmtuvBI/AAAAAAAAACk/Z4fPJiRvzco/s1600-h/Img_4605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhITHmtuvBI/AAAAAAAAACk/Z4fPJiRvzco/s200/Img_4605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049119153608113170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter it tells u to point ur middle finger whilst riding a cable car....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhITSWtuvCI/AAAAAAAAACs/QdQnLCPsw0s/s1600-h/IMG_4607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhITSWtuvCI/AAAAAAAAACs/QdQnLCPsw0s/s200/IMG_4607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049119338291706914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they tell u to hump (again?!) their mermaid statues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhITp2tuvEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yQ8bMJWXde4/s1600-h/IMG_4619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhITp2tuvEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yQ8bMJWXde4/s200/IMG_4619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049119742018632770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they force u into their mini Bumper car....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIT1GtuvFI/AAAAAAAAADE/N_XjJc6zoyk/s1600-h/IMG_4618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIT1GtuvFI/AAAAAAAAADE/N_XjJc6zoyk/s200/IMG_4618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049119935292161106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they ask u to use a HairDryer to kill ur fren....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIUFGtuvGI/AAAAAAAAADM/4LiCleRhQ1k/s1600-h/Img_4623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIUFGtuvGI/AAAAAAAAADM/4LiCleRhQ1k/s200/Img_4623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049120210170068066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they ask a Sealion to 'french' u (eww....)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIUTGtuvHI/AAAAAAAAADU/dtULKHOt9Vs/s1600-h/Img_4645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIUTGtuvHI/AAAAAAAAADU/dtULKHOt9Vs/s200/Img_4645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049120450688236658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly they ask u to jump off their tower.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIUeGtuvII/AAAAAAAAADc/WIgLkZq_50w/s1600-h/IMG_4627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIUeGtuvII/AAAAAAAAADc/WIgLkZq_50w/s200/IMG_4627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049120639666797698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We Survived luckily... Hualien FarGlory Ocean Park is called a 'been-there-done-that' place... not going back again.... I want my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5, Pacific Sogo, Last Minute XiMenDing Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mostly nothing but walking around, look look see see, me displaying some bad cam-whoring.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIVU2tuvJI/AAAAAAAAADk/35PRTod4nMg/s1600-h/IMG_4666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIVU2tuvJI/AAAAAAAAADk/35PRTod4nMg/s200/IMG_4666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049121580264635538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sM9snvOi1iE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sM9snvOi1iE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Departure on day 6.... this taiwan trip left me a huge hangover and im definitely going back!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-3107405268032036028?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/3107405268032036028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/3107405268032036028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-shopping-addict-taiwan.html' title='My Shopping Addict + TAIWAN!'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KGGlvNMzzo/RhIMX2tuuvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TDq6Dv41Dyc/s72-c/27.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-4473384776225500013</id><published>2007-03-27T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T13:58:48.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fossil.com/images/us/local/products/detail/CH2493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 160px;" src="http://www.fossil.com/images/us/local/products/detail/CH2493.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few hrs after posting stuff bout my taiwan getaway, im already gettin hangover frm the trip....&lt;br /&gt;- I miss waking up to a cold morning&lt;br /&gt;- I miss poking fun at Gena with Jerm and her Bro&lt;br /&gt;- I miss eating their food&lt;br /&gt;- I miss living a carefree day&lt;br /&gt;- I miss the Porn channel on TV&lt;br /&gt;- I miss yakking crap with Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;- I miss seeing Gena's mum getting dizzy after a pirate ship ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to look forward to? well spanks to ma popo who got me a new watch (or rather i nv wore watches in my life... so it's my 1st).. I'm rather a idiot to gadgets like watches esp chrono ones..... well it at least dampens my 'misses' for taiwan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-4473384776225500013?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/4473384776225500013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/4473384776225500013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-few-hrs-after-posting-my-taiwan-im.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-6798149149482273978</id><published>2007-03-27T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T16:53:47.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taipei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Who the hell is 'Tan Ya Lun'? Some Taiwanese girl told me i look like him and i don even know who this fellow is... Must be a B-list artiste who only appear on their domestic bored-to-death channel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101 Tips for a Wonderous Taipei Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will work wonders for those who is alien to the country Taiwan and it's wonderful capital, Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taiwan is one big islandic country so don expect its Taipei to be the size of Pasir Ris.... Set aside at least a week for a trip superficial enuff to allow u scrape thru few of their landmarks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take normal carrier and not budget... u WILL want ur reclining seats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Find a hotel that is convenient... Mine, a 1-star hotel at the heart of their MAJOR shopping district, XiMenDing.. U will want MRT stations right at ur doorsteps.. How convenient was my hotel? Lets say there's a MRT station in 1 min reach, a 24hrs Carrefour, lots of bus stops coupled with many cabs parking by, at least FIVE shopping malls within my reach, tons of 'BugisStreet-esque' shops, lots of eatery and my fave, Dessert Shops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take their cabs at least once.. Why? Unlike Thailand's M&amp;amp;M-coloured cabs, taiwans cab differ in their models. They have Cefiro, Camry, Lexus, Wish, and any models u can think of.. It's like trying out cars before getting them. I took a S-Class and Camry. SWEET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weather.. watch the weather when u're there. Seasonal Climate which can start from 4 degrees to 28 degrees (still considerably cold compared to Singapore).. But when it's below 15, start getting Lip Balm and drink lots of water... U don want cracking lips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Their tap water aren't potable.. So stop sipping onto their tap and wonder why it taste like 100-plus with tonic water.. Get mineral water and watch for their sodium content... their mineral water ain't realli MINERAL water... Most of the time, it's SODIUM-rich water...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOOD! i think this is self-explanatory. Just eat wadever you can find... it's YUMMY alright.. whether restaurant, eatery or road-side stalls... Recommendations - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;鲁肉饭, 粉圆冰, 蛤仔面线, 生煎包, 葱油饼, 霸王冰, 红油抄手, BIG BIG CHICKEN CUTLET from Shilin Market (realli Big), Din Tai Fung (that's where it originated... Try the Flagship stall at Xin Yi Road Taipei 106), Mister Donuts' Donuts (there's like at least 30 designs or rather flavours to choose from), and their bubble tea (i only like their green tea cuz it's realli cheap and sweet).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since we're all about shopping in Taipei, why miss their malls and night markets? Go to XiMenDing and WuFenPu Night Market if u're those Bugis Street type of shopper (actualli Bugis Street realli suck, their shopping districts are at Topshops and Zara Level), and u need at least 2 days to finish the 2 areas. If you're da paragon or taka type of sweepers, try Taipei 101, any Eslite Malls, FE21 @ XiMenDing, Shin Kong Mitsukoshi (or 新光三越 in mandarin, it's their version of Suntec that costs more), Pacific Sogo (MUST GO! it's like a mini Japan... plus it's 11 storey high.. wadever Tangs! best of all, my fave attraction is there - their pretty lift assistant, who helps u to press the lift!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taipei Shopping is as surprising as it can get. They carry brands and stuff way cooler than Singapore and best of all, Singapore doesn't have it so if u buy it back to Singapore, You're pretty much a league of your own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To other attractions, i bet Gena will suggest the Taipei Zoo which refer Puma as Mountain Lion. We went to Hualien's FarGlory Ocean Park, it was 'yea-alright'. It probably released my animal instinct on the pirate ship when i try imitating animals screaming (it's scary alright! it elevates to a 90 degrees flat at highest mark...) Other than that, the Ocean Park is just another scenic area with the perks of watching Sealion, Dolphins and Mermaid shows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One other attraction i suggest would be their KTV... yea KTV at PartyWorld.. Check this -- What is K-Union at Cineleisure when u have a towering PartyWorld Headquarter at XiMenDing. Best of all their PartyWorld is just liked a hotel. Their rooms, probably double or even triple the size of a normal Kbox room and it excludes a washroom which comes with every room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stuffs that we missed out which we highly recommend, HOT SPRINGS! it's almost everywhere in taiwan.. just ask around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taiwanese are frenly ppl! they are realli helpful and their have realli demure culture. You will love their ppl to bits. Don be afraid to approach anyone of them for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taiwanese have a fierce dress-sense. I assume they are 1.2 times richer than an average kid in Singapore because of that extra coat/jacket/cardigan/sweater/jumpsuit/boots/cap/hat they spot.. and they look like ppl who are either extremely free or wake up super early to style their hair... I look like a Pasat Boy when i stand amongst them. Girls are realli cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speak in English and they think u're from Singapore, Speak in Broken Mandarin with inches of English and they think u're from Hong Kong, look like Gena and they'll think you're from Indonesia, look like me and they'll think you're from Hong Kong... wad's ur stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The remaining 86 tips takes about walking properly, Queuing up at the Mrt stations and other super minor stuff which i shan't explore futher with y'all.. Have a pleasant trip and BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-6798149149482273978?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/6798149149482273978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/6798149149482273978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/03/taipei.html' title='Taipei'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-1969889150780679317</id><published>2007-03-24T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T14:32:41.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taiwan!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESSＯＦTHEＤＡＹ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ｔａｉｗａｎ’ｓ　ｃｏｍｐｕｔｅｒ　ｄｏｅｓｎ’ｔ　ｒｅａｌｌｉ　ａｌｌｏｗ　ｍｅ　ｔｏ　ｔｙｐｅ　ｉｎ　ｅｎｇｌｉｓｈ．．　ｗｈｉｃｈ　ｉｓ　ｗｈｙ　ｍｙ　ｗｏｒｄｓ　ａｒｅ　ｌｉｋｅ　ａｌｌ　ｏｖｅｒ　ｔｈｅ　ｐｌａｃｅ．．．．&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ａ　ｗｅｅｋ　ｉｎ　ｔａｉｗａｎ　ｉｓ　ｌｉｋｅ　ｔｈｅ　ｈａｐｐｉｅｓｔ　ｄａｙｓ　ｓｉｎｃｅ　ｇｒａｄｕａｔｉｏｎ．．．．　ａｎｄ　ｉｔ’ｓ　ａｌｒｅａｄｙ　ｇｏｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｂｅ　ｏｖｅｒ　ｉｎ　８　ｈｒｓ　ｔｉｍｅ．．．．&lt;br /&gt;Ｗａｉｔ　ｆｏｒ　ｍｙ　ｗｏｎｄｅｒｏｕｓ　ｕｐｄａｔｅ．．．．．．&lt;br /&gt;ＷHEREＩＳELVAＨＳＩＡＯ！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-1969889150780679317?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/1969889150780679317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/1969889150780679317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/03/taiwan.html' title='taiwan!!!!'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-5553114247755998110</id><published>2007-03-07T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T21:26:38.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I know when im not in the best of mood... when i do 850 pushups a day.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I am forgotten.... Sometimes, the most honest person is a stranger....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I try to pick myself up from a fall in my life, i always get startled by my parents, esp my father... his brainless and rude remark.&lt;br /&gt;'You'll never find a friend with an attitude like yours. cold-hearted, heartless'&lt;br /&gt;He nv think thru his mind when he says stuff and he only says such stuff when he gets corrected embarrassingly by me for havin an 'I know everything' attitude, when he knows no shat... He's quite a failure.....&lt;br /&gt;But because the stuff he pours has such an piercing effect (though it was without a base), it makes me re-evaluate where i stand in life...&lt;br /&gt;Am i realli the person he thinks i am? Ending friendships relentlessly, correcting ppl excessively, removing errors cold-heartedly?&lt;br /&gt;Wadever he said contains negative undertone... and when i say this, im not saying wadever i do is 100% right...&lt;br /&gt;I know what i want.... I am to a certain extent, a resolute person....&lt;br /&gt;I don think a friend would label another friend purposefully, backstab another friend or be in any pretentious act..&lt;br /&gt;I don refer them as friend... I call them 'People who needs serious help with moral values.'&lt;br /&gt;It shows how little respect that person have for himself (neither should he be expecting another friend to have respect for him). Ppl might start tongue wagging.. like 'so is steven trying to say he has nv done any of those acts?'&lt;br /&gt;Well lets say this... I try not to.. ppl do err. But to a great extent, i try to stray away from those act, and in many cases, i give my frens no reason to be doubtful of the bond between us... but always and too many times, i get disappointed....&lt;br /&gt;Will i find true friend? (and yes rach and grace, i am answering to ur questions on the cab at last... there is no best friend... only friend.....)&lt;br /&gt;I will just keep searching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesterday Brings Us Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today Brings Us Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow Brings Us Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-5553114247755998110?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/5553114247755998110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/5553114247755998110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/03/moody.html' title='Moody'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-7978843346566733028</id><published>2007-03-05T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T10:15:23.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fact and Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You seem to find the dark when everything is bright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You look for all that's wrong instead of all that's right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Does it feel good to you to rain on my parade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You never say a word unless it's to complain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;It's driving me insane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact:&lt;br /&gt;Rehearse your lines well... Stage-fright and stutters happens everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case:&lt;br /&gt;I was queuing up at SIR building to apply for extension (word:extend) my exit permit for my passport at the entry. It was my turn and I am suppose to tell the lady my purpose (which is extension of exit permit).&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'I would like to.....'&lt;br /&gt;Stunned for words (i was suppose to say extend but that word actually slipped my mind for the oddest reason...)&lt;br /&gt;Continued with,'ELONGATE my exit permit...'&lt;br /&gt;I was horrified at the sort of vocab i used to substitute (and the underlyin meaning of what my sentence could imply.... that lady gave me a bewildered look (at least it wasn't bewitched nor bothered).....&lt;br /&gt;Lady in her most singlish accent she can get, 'u meeen extend ar.... ok lor...'&lt;br /&gt;Phew.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-7978843346566733028?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7978843346566733028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7978843346566733028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/03/fact-and-case.html' title='Fact and Case'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-7771842225596796823</id><published>2007-02-16T06:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T06:30:26.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Give me Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Gena and I just scored our 2nd triumph in projects... Oh yea we rock...nanenanepoopoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this, but it's my last day in poly.. This poly thing is getting a little too emo...&lt;br /&gt;The memories...&lt;br /&gt;The friends...&lt;br /&gt;The tutors...&lt;br /&gt;The losers... (ew...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate ending right here, because i'll just miss everything.&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the words of Matrix, everything that has a beginning, has an end...&lt;br /&gt;This sure is a sweet end...&lt;br /&gt;I have to glorify this with a song....&lt;br /&gt;Lets make it 'You Give me Something'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you give me something,&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared alright,&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm willin to give it a try,&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something,&lt;br /&gt;Cause someday I might know in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-7771842225596796823?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7771842225596796823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/7771842225596796823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-give-me-something.html' title='You Give me Something'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-161267609088770009</id><published>2007-02-14T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T16:15:50.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Vday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This is the twentieth Vday i'm spending with Me, Myself and I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It was never difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It was never lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But it is very meaningless.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Well should I start shuffling in the basket like Rachel did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The F**K and S**K Philosophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love random questions, especially posing them to my 'academically' challenged dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, 'Papa, why is it always f**k you and not you f**k, nor is it s**k you? why is it always the other way round?'&lt;br /&gt;Papa (with the most proud and cocky tone he can ever try), ' Imagine that fellow doing whatever you poured from your mouth - If u scold that fellow using 'you s**k' and if that fellow really does it, you get to gain from it.. shiok wad... and if u use 'f**k you' and that if you realli do it to that fellow, whoa..'&lt;br /&gt;Me, '...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune to more random question posted by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;, to our resident genius, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;P.S: oh and u peeps are allowed to raise ideas of silly question to let my Papa tackle for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-161267609088770009?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/161267609088770009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/161267609088770009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-vday.html' title='Happy Vday'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-8753517252514266134</id><published>2007-02-05T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T17:07:02.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>role model</title><content type='html'>10 years ago, i used to wonder how ppl can be waking up at 5.30 in the morning to jog.&lt;br /&gt;10 years from then, i'm doing it. and i found the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just like why there's religion, why there's ppl all over the world trying their darnest to be santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs their symbol of hope, to give them strength, courage and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely hope all deranged kids out there sees me as hope and not destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm definitely gonne destroy someone tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fuker who stole my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Curse you muthafuka that when u touch the slightest part of my phone, a lightning strikes u indefinitely causing u to fly from your standing spot, onto the road and thereafter get knocked flying 2 feet away by a monster truck. That's not all, the monster truck drives over you and drag u onto the floor. The friction causes u to disintegrate into a puddle of bloody goo and then a dog comes over and does its business on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh yea it's gonna come true..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-8753517252514266134?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/8753517252514266134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/8753517252514266134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/02/role-model.html' title='role model'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-4942608746505462121</id><published>2007-02-02T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:22:21.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new phone</title><content type='html'>FUKING RANDOMNESS OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;I lost my phone and i'm contemplating whether to go taiwan already. fuk shat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Phone -Samsung  'some-wierd-model', has&lt;br /&gt;-No Camera&lt;br /&gt;-No Mp3&lt;br /&gt;-No Bluetooth&lt;br /&gt;-No Infra-red&lt;br /&gt;-No Touch sensors&lt;br /&gt;-No Extra Memory.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's good enuff to make calls and sms.. That'll be enuff for me to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-4942608746505462121?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/4942608746505462121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/4942608746505462121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-new-phone.html' title='My new phone'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-8109754469949455718</id><published>2007-01-21T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T12:40:45.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And i'm not telling you i'm not going</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPER RANDOMNESS OF THE DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I've been receiving lots of coverage in Gena's blog, bad ones..... FUKING B***H.... alright cool it... promise to treat her nice.... Gena, you're so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pursuit of Happyness......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself tearing to the dumb title which has serious spelling error yet a serious punch to one's aim in life....&lt;br /&gt;And then i was thinking back about myself,&lt;br /&gt;'Is this the right thing to do?'&lt;br /&gt;'No i don't thing there's anything seriously wrong with it.'&lt;br /&gt;'Am i happy with what i have now?'&lt;br /&gt;'Yes i am.'&lt;br /&gt;'Am i on the right path?'&lt;br /&gt;'I don't know but i am glad that i've been given guidance along the way.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i was thinking, i just might be a little too comfortable with myself. but there's nothing wrong with it. i have come a long way to be accomodating with myself and who i am as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;Catch this,&lt;br /&gt;一个人的精彩&lt;br /&gt;Yea and i am living it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-8109754469949455718?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/8109754469949455718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/8109754469949455718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-im-not-telling-you-im-not-going.html' title='And i&apos;m not telling you i&apos;m not going'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-6292467791094537178</id><published>2007-01-13T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:04:39.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, many thanks</title><content type='html'>It's so endearing to see ppl being so appreciative, esp those u held highly in ur life. GENA! HAPPY BDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Get Me - Michelle Branch, resonating in my mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overheard and well, had pretty much a 1 line convo with my 2 other girl frens on the cabby.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much was about there's no best fren in the world.&lt;br /&gt;then again, it polarise so much in the night. and I was thinking,&lt;br /&gt;there can be best frens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-6292467791094537178?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/6292467791094537178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/6292467791094537178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/01/thanks-many-thanks.html' title='Thanks, many thanks'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116800246995022015</id><published>2007-01-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T21:09:54.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews</title><content type='html'>Today's topic is Reviews (FUK IT CUZ MY STUPID SKIN CANT DISPLAY), im gonna give reviews on anything and everything silly and interesting that happened recently in my undulating life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies 1st.... i don know what's happen to me, but im starting to embrace extravagant movies. it's always in me that i love such genre, thanks to Crouching Tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with all enthusiasm to get Banquet's VCD, start it spinning. It started as super artsy, and the movie's directing was wonderful, fantastic movie set and choreography. it definitely twist and stretch ur perception of old days chinese dynasty from old and boring to slick and modern. I mean rusted green and white, red and with tinches of gold... woo. applaud the director's effort to create an artsy feeling with character's lines. and it definitely is grows deep into ppl. Choice line includes 'She won't know, if one person knows another, it won't be called lonely...'. The movie was wonderfully executed but i thought there's some conflict with ZIYI's portray of the love-stricken Queen, it felt as if she was power-hungry towards the end of the show, kudos to her for being such a gorgeous Queen tho. The show ended abruptly with a knife impaled into Ziyi's chest, leaving room for imagination. Yes it is intriguing and at the same time, a stupid move. mainly because of the story did not manage to develop deep enuff unlike it's original counterpart 'Hamlett'. the movie felt rushed. A beautiful banquet it is, but bad dish and service it serves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet's rival 'Curse of Golden Flower' is the direct opposite, it is lavish and extravagant, almost too extravagant, making it a little old (Yes it does feel that any other high budget china produced drama). GOLD GOLD AND MORE GOLD! freaky. Cinematography wise, it does match up to Lord of the Rings for the stateliness, but a little subtlety like Banquet may actually proves as a better feast for the eye. Compared to Banquet, it constitutes stellar casts that doesn't disappoint, almost perfect acting. the movie gives lots of room for the story to grow and develop. Story ended almost simliar to Banquet (everyone dies... well almost), and finishing as slowly Gong Li's final hurl at the bowl of venomous medicine, leaves room for viewers imagination to what actually happens to her and Chow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a direct lift of their original counterparts, both films prove to be just as commercial-frenly even for their heavy bow towards the Artsy side. I would love to say i prefer banquet for it artsy touch and slick lines, but i thought Golden Flower carries a better storyline and grows deep. I would go for the storyline rather than super slick delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet - 3 1/2 Stars - Verdict: Go for it if u are easily conquered by wonderous cinematography.&lt;br /&gt;Curse of Golden Flower - 3 1/2 Stars - Verdict: Go for it if u wanna see Jay Chou die for a wonderful storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STADIUM by Royal Sporting House,&lt;br /&gt;firstly im gonna restate a customer's rightful clause, 'customer is always right.'&lt;br /&gt;FUK IT BASTARD shop assistant from that shop! u're in the service industry, not teaching. don fuking correct my english when there isn't a huge mistake about it.. yes u may do so if i pronounce my words like Patrick from Spongebob or speak with an accent like LOTR's Gollum.... Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me(frenly)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Is this the only size that you have?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FUKING SHOPKEEPER(seriously)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Left, left, not i have...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FUK MAN! it shld change it's name from STADIUM to ACADEMY or ENGLAND..... fuk.... what's worst was that later on i had to be stall at the stupid payment counter for as long as Nelly Furtado's 'Promiscuous' can run..... What the fuk is with the shop, so big, nobody in it except me and it takes so long for a stupid shopkeeper to notice that im at the counter waiting like loser to make a payment.... no wonder they're S.H.O.P.K.E.E.P.E.R.S....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STADIUM by Royal Sporting House - 1/2 Star (given on the account that they carry jerm's present) - Verdict: For those who need a reality check in life, go there, their shopkeepers are delighted to assist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116800246995022015?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116800246995022015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116800246995022015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/01/reviews.html' title='Reviews'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116762974829129955</id><published>2007-01-01T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:35:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BIGGEST RANDOMNESS OF THE DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew wad a new year and wad a countdown... instead of actually concentrating on what the hell gurmit singh was trying to holler thru his lousier than lousy mike at countdown party VIVO, i was pretty much staring into my phone's calendar with full concentration. very much, i felt that the countdown party was an array of lip-synching trying their very darnest to make the event 'HIGH' - they probably succeeded in making themselves high.&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to staring at the calendar in my phone.... i was probably doing it for the last 10 mintues for the new year and my purpose was to actually be spotting something as insignificant as a silly digital calendar, making it's way into the new year....&lt;br /&gt;3, 2, 1....! HAPPY NEW YEAR! my calendar skipped from 31 Dec to 1 Jan in less than a split of sec. WOWed at the most insignificant technological advancement of world, stood up, took a cab and left for home...&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably be better off at home chewing on my chip and hugging my bolster in New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116762974829129955?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116762974829129955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116762974829129955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116740776801256046</id><published>2006-12-29T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T23:58:19.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Randomness of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Completed MY report... which means lots of time to spare.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Did my number 220th pushup of the day... which means lots of fats to spare....&lt;br /&gt;i love LOUSY VGA cam phone cuz it makes my ugly face look good.... got one taken at the CLINIC.. well at least there isn't double chin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week had been wonderfully different... i suddenly embrace the serenity... its been realli nice and endearing.. Im looking forward to the new year. cuz every year, it's something new for me. cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking bout my resolution, lots of idea from amount of fats to burn and strands of hair to drop. Most of the time i don do resolution... lemme try this year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i will burn more fats by eating less KFC..... no i shall have more KFC and burn less fats.... im still gonna burn right.....? NO? wad? realli?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok no need any resolution....&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to the topic...... anyone wanna dine at SUN?&lt;br /&gt;See.... no need for resolution....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resolutions are just consolations for ppl who have no proper plannings in life.... well at least it is for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116740776801256046?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116740776801256046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116740776801256046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/12/ooooo.html' title='ooooo'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116684029749476422</id><published>2006-12-23T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:18:17.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally in my world</title><content type='html'>I noticed i've been digging a little too deep into my fave indulgence - music, and this blog is becoming an emotional diary pieced up with sweet broken melodies.... well im still not over Jojo's 'How to Touch a Girl'.&lt;br /&gt;Xmas is around the corner, this year, im spending it with ma family, for once.... With my relative from taiwan, and not forgetting how get tips from her on how to piece up a cheap and fun trip.... I'm gonna enjoy an extraordinarily special weekend, tho it's gonna be taxing on my waist.... *Smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MORE PUSHUPS AND SITUPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;*P.S. In case u're keen to know how much i lost since june, it's 6kg. and it's not including the mass i gained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116684029749476422?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116684029749476422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116684029749476422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/12/totally-in-my-world.html' title='totally in my world'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116669407838093021</id><published>2006-12-21T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:41:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful embrace</title><content type='html'>Let me share a beautiful song with u on day 1 after repairing my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Touch a Girl - Jojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;I think I could like you&lt;br /&gt;I already do&lt;br /&gt;Feelings can grow but&lt;br /&gt;They can go away too&lt;br /&gt;You're takin my hand&lt;br /&gt;Lookin into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't be in a rush to&lt;br /&gt;Get me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel somethin happenin&lt;br /&gt;Could this be a spark?&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy me baby&lt;br /&gt;Gotta satisfy my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116669407838093021?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116669407838093021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116669407838093021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/12/beautiful-embrace.html' title='Beautiful embrace'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116640215715451993</id><published>2006-12-18T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T08:38:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my com isn't allowing me to</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my laziness and unwillingness to take up the responsibility to repair my silly com, it's been sitting in my house catching dust and it's also the primary reason why i am in school doing my blog shat.... FUK!&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i've been trying to live life the way it is, plain and simple with no interuptions and i find it realli sweet, but hiccups do come along the way (*Steven transform into Mr Hyde*) .... thanks a stupid new thai restaurant in Whitesands, my card is charged twice and im like 150 bucks poorer.. i cld have gotten my ck bag with that money..... smacks... (*Steven turns back normal*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 secs later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/escape_artist.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap! Thanks grace, and uhmz all good thinGs don realli come to an end. Go get the song "Another Song (All over again).&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Smell ya and the rest at Waraku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116640215715451993?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116640215715451993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116640215715451993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-com-isnt-allowing-me-to.html' title='my com isn&apos;t allowing me to'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116609033846236665</id><published>2006-12-14T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T17:58:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for laughter</title><content type='html'>10 sec ago i was happily beholding what little happiness i can find in my undulating life... indeed undulating... check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Juniper Posted 12/12/2006&lt;br /&gt;Other people are more appreciative than you.You just appear weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I thought at least i still think we are friends that why i sent you a Christmas card. You can also jolly well blog about this since you do it so often. Thank you very much for calling me a Hypocrite and shoving the card inside ur drawer. Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably took her ages to try and form that minor paragraph... nope i ain't angry nor am i gonna take back my words.... u know how it feels when u can under-appreciated all the time and just used as vehicle to fill up the emptiness and insecurity... i had the choice of getting bitchy with the frenster testi attempt at retaliation, but i'll skip that and get down with proper business.. and it proves all the ambiguity with her choice of words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'...at least i still think we are friends......'&lt;br /&gt;Me, 'Acquaintance, probably..... i don like what i heard and definitely don like being used. try replying other ppl's sms next time huh...... probably shows some basic courtesy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thank you for calling me a hypocrite...'&lt;br /&gt;Me, 'Welcome.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Whatever!'&lt;br /&gt;Me, 'Try harder.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after all this attempt, i simply disregarded it... what's next? trying to flood my cbox? don make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-What goes around, comes around.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116609033846236665?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116609033846236665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116609033846236665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-for-laughter.html' title='time for laughter'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116608915789916762</id><published>2006-12-14T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T17:39:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick and simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm sick.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I open my bag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I saw my lunchbox and in it are jam sandwiches packed by my mum....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I took out one to munch on.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I left the other one inside and decided to throw it away at the end of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I decided not to throw it away and eat it all up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am happy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes life is that simple... for me at least.... it is easy to see how we can actualli overlook such simplicity which is actualli endearing and very sweet.... can i have this everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pls....?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116608915789916762?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116608915789916762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116608915789916762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick-and-simple.html' title='sick and simple'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116588741337846657</id><published>2006-12-12T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T09:36:53.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time ago</title><content type='html'>Long before time, i was working at this wonderous firm. I have a boss who is snow-white-the-opposite and i've got colleagues who managed to affirmed with me that BIRD does have BIRD brain and hell no i am not afraid from saying this cuz it is true... and also, it's so easy to see how ppl have egos the size of moon, unbelivably always boasting about how good or how 'wadever' they are.... seriously it realli takes alot of things to see thru the real form of each and every other human around u and man i am glad i met many beautiful ppl along the way... to name a few, Celine, Chew Hoon, Lien, Sophia and Efonda etc.... and man i'm glad all the hard work did paid off... i mean look at this blog! it's been off the satelite since GAWD-knows-when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hello Ron! I've got PREZZIE FOR U! DON RUN!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don miss school nor work... i miss shopping, chilling, sitting quietly alone to think and daydream.... i haven't got alot of time for these, for my family isn't allowing me to... outside work and school, im lambarded with unbelievable stupidity from my family members and hell not i am not feeling bad about saying that.... thru this years, it's been a vicious cycle of taking up blames unknowingly, being angry and daunted, and reprising my role as a big brother in the family.... Chew Hoon once asked me if i needed a miracle.... I answered (not meant to be skeptical), ' i do believe in miracle but i do not rely on miracle to live my life for it's wasting it....'&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel i realli need a miracle to turn things in my family around... for the better.... I need the strength and courage to brave this other storm in my life..... do i feel unfair bout this? yes i do, but it is my life and no one else is gonna live it other than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thank you my frens, Celine, Chew Hoon....-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a card from this fren who i feel very much disregarded me as a fren long ago... it's very ambiguous - the purpose of the card.... it says,&lt;br /&gt;'Dearest Steven....'&lt;br /&gt;I may be a little rude with this but i realli expect no more from someone who treats me like zero.... this card may be a bonus and i feel that behind the Dearest lies much disgust in the heart of the writer and it comes across as pretty much hypocritical..... i am not ur dearest, nv be, nv will.... as a act of courtesy, i simply msg back a 'thank you'.&lt;br /&gt;Celine said, '....at least she remember me...'. 10 sec later, i simply shove the card in my drawer. and my mp3 plays 'irreplaceable'.... it's ironic... Life is full of irony....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-it ends here-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116588741337846657?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116588741337846657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116588741337846657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-time-ago.html' title='long time ago'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116478643804395830</id><published>2006-11-29T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:47:18.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vital stats</title><content type='html'>Work has definitely spell out some health effects on me - As my hand gets leaner, my waist gets lil thicker.... im like a balancing equation...&lt;br /&gt;So, to speed up my health plan on my last ultra hectic week, i decided to take a crash course - To skip almost every dinner, and survive on just water and supplement for that meal...&lt;br /&gt;Good or Bad?&lt;br /&gt;hm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116478643804395830?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116478643804395830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116478643804395830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/11/vital-stats.html' title='vital stats'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116461095609561583</id><published>2006-11-27T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:10:56.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SLEEP</title><content type='html'>-Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it ain't ur credit.... i mean wtf... oh my gawd... oh no! freakshat, fuking shameless...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mastered a legendary skill that allows one to impale a cow with a snore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being silly cuz my creativity and inspiration in trying to coin an interesting out has been wore off due to excess responsibilty and overtime at work.. i mean internship...&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think i sure ask my company how to spell internship. they probably spell 's.l.a.v.e.r.y'.&lt;br /&gt;alright im starting to put ppl to sleep with this very different post... even i myself am starting to snore... did i say snore? poor cow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love how some artiste name their last song on their album,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Timberlake - Another Song (All over again)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nelly Furtado - All Good Things (Come to an end)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fergie - Finally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I totally adore the last one... it's beautiful lyrics... penned bout how someone's destiny's realised... im definitely hoping for the day to come... and i feel it's near, i've been tipped off by 'higher power from above' times and im glad im on the right track... it's never easy way.&lt;br /&gt;Time to lose those dust along the way... i'm glad i lose some...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116461095609561583?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116461095609561583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116461095609561583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-sleep.html' title='MY SLEEP'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116375124362953651</id><published>2006-11-17T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:14:03.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wadever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Randomness of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;White is not GAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously some ppl from the company have to simply revise his/her responsibility and limits..&lt;br /&gt;I don have to answer to anybody wad i am doin, why i am so free and stuff cuz seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'You have no idea, you got no idea....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, im happily loading myself with all the new clothes from CK and Japan. Online shopping is so in for me cuz i've got no time to be physically shopping, so i do it cybernatically. and it sure lives up to it's reputation of fast, cheap and surprisingly special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUTS, 'WHITE IS NOT GAY! YOU GOT NO IDEA!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116375124362953651?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116375124362953651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116375124362953651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/11/wadever.html' title='wadever'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116363986522091882</id><published>2006-11-16T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:17:45.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work</title><content type='html'>Work is picking up, ridiculously....&lt;br /&gt;why? cuz my supervisor's commenting on my scribblings as illegible...&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's Sake, how can there be such obnoxious and oblivious person?&lt;br /&gt;alright, other than that, im fine and definitely kicking.&lt;br /&gt;I have to...&lt;br /&gt;and start saving up for silly taiwan trip which is already becoming a incomplete jigsaw puzzle... HELP!&lt;br /&gt;sniffz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116363986522091882?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116363986522091882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116363986522091882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/11/work-work-work.html' title='work work work'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116337859616920456</id><published>2006-11-13T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T08:43:17.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how accurate is horoscope reading?</title><content type='html'>How accurate is horoscope readings? Check this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gemini 12-11-2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip by air could be very much on your mind today. Perhaps you are planning a vacation with your family or with a romantic partner. You could well be caught up in the excitement that seems to be the driving emotion today. Friends may offer advice, dear Gemini, but you're not in the space to accept it, as your self-confidence level is high. Expect to spend the evening in the congenial company of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, i thot something feels wierd......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip by air could be very much on your mind today - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Correct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are planning a vacation with your family or with a romantic partner. - &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Partially correct.... cuz im not heading with any family or romantic partner but Ms Gena and Ms Angie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could well be caught up in the excitement that seems to be the driving emotion today. - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wrong, i'm feeling wholesome tired...... don bug me for i will stick a chopper up ur throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends may offer advice, dear Gemini, but you're not in the space to accept it, as your self-confidence level is high. - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, i'm pretty much self-sufficient and hey, when the hell did my confidence got bloated.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect to spend the evening in the congenial company of friends. - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wrong, i just wanna sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analyse this.... Goodbye Goodnight... wtf &lt;em&gt;goodnight&lt;/em&gt;? it's only 830 in the morning... gawd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116337859616920456?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116337859616920456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116337859616920456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-accurate-is-horoscope-reading.html' title='how accurate is horoscope reading?'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116294834799093300</id><published>2006-11-08T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:12:28.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something is wrong</title><content type='html'>Seriously something is wrong with me this week...&lt;br /&gt;i've been missing angie for the 'gawd knows how many' times in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing online shopping for the 'gawd knows how many' times in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i day dream for 'gawd knows how many' times in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Day dream bout going for a getaway, dreaming bout me and lil ms angie faking mc for a day just to crash the malls...&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of a break... cuz my fave hobbies now isn't getting me somewhere - Workouts and sleeping.... gawd...&lt;br /&gt;Angie, Gena Lets get out from the satellite for 1 deserving day......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SNOREX....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116294834799093300?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116294834799093300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116294834799093300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-is-wrong.html' title='something is wrong'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116251944187999837</id><published>2006-11-03T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:04:01.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living demagnetiser</title><content type='html'>Im turning into a mutant seriously, i kinda just demagnetise everything that has battery around me 10 mins ago... everything went flat and i was screaming on top of my lungs.... my handphone, my mp3, even my dearest shaver....&lt;br /&gt;Decided to start comforting myself by heading to Yahoo and do some nice bidding on their auctions... comfortably fine because i spotted my manager viewing some Tangs Beauty Hall online catelogue, spotting for scarlet red blushes. I can give her the same old excuse she gave me (when i caught her) if she were to catch me redhanded, 'I don know what the hell i am doing either...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notable bitching for this week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manager&lt;/strong&gt;, 'Steven i remembered u there's another mistake on the minutes which i cant spot and u pointed it out.... i think i must be blind.... Come to my office and help me find it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;, 'Ok!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Makes my strut down to her sauna-esque office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;, 'There it is!' (Points to the answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manager&lt;/strong&gt;, ' Man, why cant i find it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;, 'Cuz u're blind.....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notable Tagline from movie 'A Good Year'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everthing matures..... that is..... Eventually'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116251944187999837?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116251944187999837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116251944187999837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/11/living-demagnetiser.html' title='living demagnetiser'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116242638694833990</id><published>2006-11-02T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T08:13:06.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh NO~</title><content type='html'>Someone pls tell me what is happening to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My stomach is bloated with so much gas i tot i cld float like a hot-air balloon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cant dress properly/presentably to work for almost a week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't met lil ms angie in the morning for a week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have developed a very bad temper and a unforgivin attitude towards idiots who mess with me/my desk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright whatever is happening to me isn't making me look any closer to Michael Jackson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Burps Flame*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Woops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116242638694833990?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116242638694833990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116242638694833990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-no.html' title='oh NO~'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116217108143289066</id><published>2006-10-30T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:20:03.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mannerism Lesson</title><content type='html'>PPL lets revise on basic &lt;strong&gt;Mannerism&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When u wanna lend something or ask a favor from someone, u don go up to that particular person and show him face and/or wait for him to beg for u to borrow his item.... It's rude and very repulsive.... Only SICKO do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E.g. u wanna borrow a shirt from me, you don go complain to other ppl say i don wanna lend u cuz i'm unreasonable. I decide what has to be done to my items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you're with ur fren, u don pick on his/her weakness to feed off ur dumb insecurity. If you are feeling insecure, go smoke crack. it makes u high... and only SICKO do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E.g. you're out with ur frens, ur frens decided to crack jokes and u decided to start a joke at the expense of ur fren's weakness - his fat ass.... Mind it, you're no better, u're a ugly beanpole, pimpled thru out the body. i wld mind about myself 1st before even pickin on others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You say thank you and/or sorry after doing either of the about stuff.... You don act like it's normal and/or nothing has happen or said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morale of the story - SICKO never succed.... Look at michael jackson...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116217108143289066?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116217108143289066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116217108143289066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/mannerism-lesson.html' title='Mannerism Lesson'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116209179320251013</id><published>2006-10-29T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:05:52.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad</title><content type='html'>I suddenly feel not going back to Malaysia was a wrong idea..&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Jewel, follow ur intuition, yea right...&lt;br /&gt;Choke on water twice at home....&lt;br /&gt;all went wrong.. stuck at home spinning Diddy over and over again, needed to do something to feel the emptiness....&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls tell me what to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116209179320251013?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116209179320251013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116209179320251013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/bad-bad.html' title='bad bad'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116190951423520380</id><published>2006-10-27T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:38:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawd check this out</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Me,&lt;/strong&gt; 'XXX, this is the 1st time i'm writing minutes for meeting....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XXX (So happens to be my manager),&lt;/strong&gt; 'I tot u wrote it before and u learn it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me,&lt;/strong&gt; 'Well yea i did but during the meeting roleplay, i so happened to be elected for chairman so i was pretty much not doing it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XXX (grins sinisterly),&lt;/strong&gt; 'I think in the next 2 or 3 year, u wouldn't become a director. So i think u just stay put writing minutes for the time being.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me,&lt;/strong&gt; '........'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love office conversation cuz it's another avenue for me to get bitchy with others and sometimes, it does reciprocate (or perpetuate)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YYY (So happens to be my colleague),&lt;/strong&gt; 'Hey steve i heard from ZZZ that you're a funny person'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As YYY waits for me to crack him up....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me,&lt;/strong&gt; '.....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YYY,&lt;/strong&gt; 'Alright you're not realli.......'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go tender to be the in-charge for tearing the National Stadium down........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116190951423520380?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116190951423520380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116190951423520380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/gawd-check-this-out.html' title='gawd check this out'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116173737009650781</id><published>2006-10-25T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T08:49:30.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THEEEEEVEN</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i tried to do a phone voicemail message for all u guys out there in case i don pick up my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Lubricated my throat with all the chrysanthemum tea i cld drink and then pop my voice into a small recorder,&lt;br /&gt;'Hi, this is &lt;strong&gt;STEVEN&lt;/strong&gt;, I am currently unavailable. Wld u pls leave a msg so i can get back to you later?'&lt;br /&gt;Everything worked out fine, i din choke my on lines and there were no noise around me until i start listening to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow something felt wierd.......&lt;br /&gt;Which then i realised that i was pronouncing my name as 'theeeee-Ven'......&lt;br /&gt;Freaked, tongue tied again...... and also i was speaking thru the mic as if it was armagaeddon, like we were all gonne die! EMOTIONLESS &amp; FREAKY...&lt;br /&gt;Went to my dream job list and slash off 'News Reporter'.&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably be reporting disasters everyday if i realli turn out to be 1.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116173737009650781?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116173737009650781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116173737009650781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/theeeeeven.html' title='THEEEEEVEN'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116166843224883377</id><published>2006-10-24T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T13:41:19.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMBRACE</title><content type='html'>EMBRACE MY NEW SKIN PPL! I MADE IT MYSELF! WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyways as usual i gotta give a short intro to how the hell to navigate here (as much as it's a dumb thing to do)&lt;br /&gt;Ppl, it's a very normal blog, just scroll down like madness and u can see a cbox if u wanna chat with me on my blog, pls constructive comments.....&lt;br /&gt;Those who post rubbish, u'll be automatically entered into my list of losers whom i will start ridding after i form my 'Save-the-world' org....&lt;br /&gt;So play nice here yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116166843224883377?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116166843224883377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116166843224883377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/embrace.html' title='EMBRACE'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116148770690716586</id><published>2006-10-22T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T11:28:26.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone has a mariah in them</title><content type='html'>Everybody has a Mariah Carey in them and i've got proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gena turns Mariah when i try to take off her jacket from her spag dress, WOOPS!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angie turns Mariah when she laugh at my silliness,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grace turns Mariah when she's in need of Erdinger,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rachel turns Mariah when she sees Grace becoming wuzzy after a mug of Erdinger,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I turn Mariah when all of them turn Mariah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You won't wanna be there when We become Mariah, it's hell of shrieks......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116148770690716586?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116148770690716586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116148770690716586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/everyone-has-mariah-in-them.html' title='Everyone has a mariah in them'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116130796385012618</id><published>2006-10-20T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:32:43.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deliciously ridiculous names</title><content type='html'>Recently i came across this very amusing article about ridiculous celeb/celeb baby names.... and i have to realli applaud the courage of those ppl who dares toe be different... some realli silly names includes movie director, OXIDE Pang, and Tom Cruise baby, SURI (which means presents).&lt;br /&gt;Here's some names that i came up with, it's ridiculously delicious or deliciously ridiculous, whichever way, i'm not going to name my babies that way (still like the schwarzeee.....er chen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teriyaki Chen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tepanyaki Chen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Takopachi Chen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tandoori Chen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, now my babies sound, smell, look edible... GROSS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116130796385012618?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116130796385012618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116130796385012618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/deliciously-ridiculous-names.html' title='deliciously ridiculous names'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116104629226595727</id><published>2006-10-17T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T08:51:32.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do unto others as you would have others do unto you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Randomness of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello amber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Do unto others as you would have others do unto you'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this like the rule that everyone abide to in this very unforgiving society?&lt;br /&gt;Yet tell me why there's still some idiots going around drinking my liqour without my permission and why does ppl i refer to as 'fellow colleagues' mess with my table?&lt;br /&gt;One day when i grow up(i mean future), i'll just form this society for ridding losers off this world.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of the newest anime-turn-bigscreen productionm 'DeathNote'...&lt;br /&gt;If i could just land my hand on that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116104629226595727?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116104629226595727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116104629226595727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-unto-others-as-you-would-have.html' title='Do unto others as you would have others do unto you'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116097060189787920</id><published>2006-10-16T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:54:28.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALIEN INVASION</title><content type='html'>My office is starting to look like the mother womb for the creeps...&lt;br /&gt;1st i have this 'Mr Fit' who tags and call me steven and i've yet to unveil the true identity of that fellow.&lt;br /&gt;then's the invasion of MOONCAKE snatchers.... i realli have to keep ur goodies in the jar, NO... in the safe in swissBank to make sure it's left untouched...&lt;br /&gt;Besides all these creepy things, i'm still managin fine, plus im knocking off in like an hrs time from the time i post this entry..&lt;br /&gt;WAHA! wed dinner, see ya all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116097060189787920?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116097060189787920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116097060189787920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/alien-invasion.html' title='ALIEN INVASION'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116044258515231653</id><published>2006-10-10T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T09:09:45.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Let 'And I' go on for a few more spins.....&lt;br /&gt;Just the past few days, i met remarkable with strong beliefs for L.O.V.E.&lt;br /&gt;Then came this very special line my fren shared with me on the topic of personal judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Judge not, so that you will not be judged by the same measure that you judge, so shall it be measured out to you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ring a bell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116044258515231653?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116044258515231653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116044258515231653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116029852268660499</id><published>2006-10-08T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T17:10:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she makes my life beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5535/475/1600/Photo-0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5535/475/320/Photo-0107.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- What will you do when your wife faints during the wedding ritual?&lt;br /&gt;- What will you do when your wife get diagnosed with appenticitis and pregnancy complications?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don know, but all i know is that love transcends all boundary and the leading lady makes my life, my family and my handphone beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;~Love is Beautiful~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116029852268660499?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116029852268660499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116029852268660499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/she-makes-my-life-beautiful.html' title='she makes my life beautiful'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-116001085707618429</id><published>2006-10-05T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T09:14:17.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angie... argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randomness of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hair is growing longer.... somehow i din quite like it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meetin Angie every SINGLE morning.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st person i bump into durin 1st day of work is angie,&lt;br /&gt;The 1st person to say 'hi' to me is angie,&lt;br /&gt;The 1st person to come complaining to me is angie.&lt;br /&gt;It's very nice to see familiar faces everyday to work.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Angie, you've been a 'ok... ok la' fren wahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's thurs and there's many reasons for me to rejoice to.&lt;br /&gt;1st being today's my GYM DAY! can go screw up all the equipment in the gym. seriously the gym i'm going to is mentally discouraging. everytime i go there, i get mentally impaired by the BIG ppl there.. they are freaking BIG la... why the hell they wanna be that BIG! but other than that, me and my colleagues simply attempt to try screw up the machines and gain some amusement out of it.&lt;br /&gt;2nd being tml's fri. TGIF, realli TGIF cuz im getting out of boring town! and for the 2nd time, i'm nominated to be the 'silly-kid-who-opens-the-door' at my couz weddin, and ANG BAO! wa, not bad.... that can be my part-time job...&lt;br /&gt;There's actualli alot of bitching i wanna talk about, but i rather keep it safe till i'm back and i get to meet brudda gena and argh, my 2nd brudda angie. wahha... tatazz..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-116001085707618429?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116001085707618429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/116001085707618429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/angie-argh.html' title='angie... argh'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115992422419521559</id><published>2006-10-04T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T09:10:24.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TABLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randomness of the day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms Angie calls me Mr AlwaysOnTime because im always on time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My table has a new addition. it's this orange foam beads plush toy. It gives me comfort when i try to skive, i thought skiving was part of my job welfare.. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to have this problem with my supervisor. For a moment i thought i was in Vogue serving the legendary Anna Wintour... She just has all the blardy comments in the world bout what i wear. i do not allege that i wear nice stuff or dress nicely but it'd be very good if she had kept all the comments to herself. she just had to let it out to impair my mood.... here's a very 'exciting' excerpt from her blardy mouth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On my silver adidas running shoe, 'You look like you just came back from moon expedition..'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I mean WTF! not as if you dress like Heidi Klum or that you look anywhere close to Eva Longoria or that you have booty like Beyonce.....&lt;br /&gt;Here's a very personal advice from Yours Truly to my very nosey Supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Start believing and You may get out of Your Repulsive Exterior.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115992422419521559?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115992422419521559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115992422419521559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-table.html' title='MY TABLE'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115983745796786650</id><published>2006-10-03T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T09:04:18.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randomness of the day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ns webby doesn't allow me to reset my password.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since i started working and so long since i engaged in my silly 'healthy lifestyle' plan but i know im jeopardizing myself with mooncakes recently (especially when your workplace get free mooncakes now and then). so i decided to head to the GYM... i know i know... seeing me in gym is as hard as catching a fly. but it DOES happen at times u know... especially when my couz wedding is closing and i know i might simply transform myself into a gourmet blackhole, i better start doing something quick..&lt;br /&gt;Time to head back to 'work'. wahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115983745796786650?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115983745796786650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115983745796786650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115949040490434512</id><published>2006-09-29T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:49:01.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night</title><content type='html'>Phew wad a PROMISCUOUS night yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;just gotta say ppl don usually get drunk on mocktails, so gena and grace had to be showing some hormonal symptoms after this bar guy decided to use a very silly way to tag them (giving them comment slips that requires name and hp number).&lt;br /&gt;We played along and also added some spice to the intro from as horny as 'Come shag me' to those as corny as 'Luv YOU'. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;nothin beats wad bloody gena wrote and im not saying cuz it's silly and false obviously... wahahah...&lt;br /&gt;still we manage to get on some very unusual convo about our star signs....&lt;br /&gt;im a gemini... and this is what i gathered...&lt;br /&gt;According to the girl - I'm a dreamer, I'm suppose to be a two-timer, I possess personality of the extremes, I'm a thinker.&lt;br /&gt;According to articles - &lt;a href="http://my.horoscope.com/getHoroscope.asp?sign=3&amp;pageNumber=2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;read urself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your &lt;a href="http://www.horoscope.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sign&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115949040490434512?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115949040490434512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115949040490434512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-night.html' title='What a night'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115941450247355399</id><published>2006-09-28T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T11:39:19.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawd</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Randomness for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(For reader's discretion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I kinda just 'scented' my entire office with my 'airy-output'. Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if my 'healthy lifestyle' has headed anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the following reasons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shaved my hair so theoratically, my silhouette looks slimmer neck up.... neck down?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought many loose jeans and i get mixed up if it's my waist line or is it just the jeans width that's making the jeans loose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm eating 3 meals a day and each meal is very 'physically nourishing'. ok.. i do control... i don overeat and i eat organic shat for dinner....i haven touch chips and my Chang Kee faves for unbelivably long time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I drink alot of water... and i'm always suspected of being 'water-swollen' (Direct translation of the chinese term that depicts a condition caused by water retention).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I work at Sports Council and it's naturally i see uber fit ppl that makes me look uber swollen when i stand beside them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't own a weighing machine..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But whatever it is, i'm still gonna continue this thing. keeping healthy is like brushing ur teeth everyday.. it's an inevitable chore..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115941450247355399?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115941450247355399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115941450247355399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/gawd_115941450247355399.html' title='gawd'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115925489650848552</id><published>2006-09-26T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:14:56.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice job</title><content type='html'>Gazing thru the Expat magazine for hot night spots and sipping my Perrier water away are just part of BEEEEYUUUTIFUL welfare my job offers...&lt;br /&gt;Grace u gotta wait for ur turn..&lt;br /&gt;lets just say i kinda greeted an IOC biggie impromptu today, and i got back a very welcoming gesture. Feels so good to be working.. i know im not even working, just internship, it's good enuff tho. haha.&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my 'job' now... tata...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115925489650848552?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115925489650848552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115925489650848552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/nice-job.html' title='nice job'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115915907545200558</id><published>2006-09-25T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T12:37:55.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>i'm so gawd darn bored in my office... trying to squeeze stuff to do.... why ain't i getting any calls from my manager.... argh..&lt;br /&gt;rained this morning, inevitably drench...&lt;br /&gt;came to work only to see a msg from the person who sat on my desk before me...&lt;br /&gt;says,&lt;br /&gt;'Looks like you are setting in quite well ah Steven?'&lt;br /&gt;then i look again on the column that says 'To'.... it spells Stephen.... great... identity crisis...&lt;br /&gt;messin with my office equipment.......&lt;br /&gt;saw this pin that has an exceptionally big head compared to the rest.... pinned it up on gena's nose...&lt;br /&gt;found it pretty amusing so i left it there....&lt;br /&gt;Takes out wallet and prepares for the imminent lunch....&lt;br /&gt;RUNS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115915907545200558?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115915907545200558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115915907545200558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/bored.html' title='BORED'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115908940695573812</id><published>2006-09-24T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T17:16:46.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mOONcAKE! FeVeR</title><content type='html'>*Kneels and makes wish*&lt;br /&gt;'Would some kind soul pls deliver a box of Garden crispy-skin yam mooncake to my place?'&lt;br /&gt;gawd just went for mooncake sampling and was like all over Garden's Yam Mooncake... gawd....&lt;br /&gt;ok... did and done my silly brought-over work from SSC....&lt;br /&gt;i don know wad's going on, but i kinda lost interest for shopping... FOR THE MOMENT I SWEAR!&lt;br /&gt;mayb im just too tired....&lt;br /&gt;i was quite surprise i became quite a sophisticated person...&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, i wld look in the sky and compare dawn and dusk... oh gawd not gonna share anymore.. someone get me outta this before i become Shakespears.....&lt;br /&gt;'i like the pale sky dimly litted with the sun spray............'&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GAWD!&lt;br /&gt;it has to be 'in america'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115908940695573812?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115908940695573812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115908940695573812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/mooncake-fever.html' title='mOONcAKE! FeVeR'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115888805175305161</id><published>2006-09-22T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T09:20:51.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5535/475/1600/week5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5535/475/200/week5.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5535/475/1600/wk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="241" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5535/475/320/wk2.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously am not techno-savvy...&lt;br /&gt;So much problems when im trying to upload my pics on blogger... argh freak it... go my frenster and see instead... it's much more user frenly... my pics are my babies haha...&lt;br /&gt;work hasn't realli picked up any much since the start, i'm probably doing a little more work than sleeping and it definitely feels good...&lt;br /&gt;so i've decided to digress by doing some designs, on other ppl's work... still i gain copyright in them cuz i'ev done more than enough work to strip the original copyright. wahha&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues, hm they're pretty active bunch. got this fellow who's name after the legendary jermaine dupri. so cool to name urself after a successful person... lemme try...&lt;br /&gt;KUAN YEW!!!&lt;br /&gt;yes i'll be called kuan yew for the next 10 mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*floats into the air*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115888805175305161?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115888805175305161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115888805175305161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/argh_22.html' title='argh'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115879995499807081</id><published>2006-09-21T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T08:52:35.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawd</title><content type='html'>I'm so early for my silly work today, all thanks to my colleague who got so sick and he's got to only inform me early 730 this morning..... spanks yea.....&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, i decided to be emo and listen to some P!NK, seriously i got no idea how she got her very unique nick, like hoobastank... but i do nickelback got theirs cuz someone was once working in starbucks and in US, small change are called nickels. So everytime some customer gets some small change, they'll go like, 'here's your nickel back..' got it?&lt;br /&gt;alright i know, this is just some silly random post to burn like 2 mins of my time.... gawd.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115879995499807081?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115879995499807081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115879995499807081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/gawd_21.html' title='gawd'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115864920544772554</id><published>2006-09-19T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:00:05.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work....</title><content type='html'>IM DOING BLOGGING ON 1st DAY OF WORK!&lt;br /&gt;ok i know it's prohobited but i seriously have nothin on my hand, so im actualli so-called using time 'strategically'. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I share office with the ppl of the International Olympics Committee, SAY WHAT!~&lt;br /&gt;yea the IOC, the people behind fulfillin London 2012.&lt;br /&gt;And my office is in the national stadium, the area where our PM, SM, MM enters from durin national day parade... SAY WHAT!~&lt;br /&gt;lets say my desk is one gigantic table with a full set of PC linked to 2 laser printer and a photocopier and it's so empty so im actualli allowed to customized it.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, i've got my own phone line~&lt;br /&gt;ok i sense rach and grace holding a knife whilst reading this, fred not, this is just a consolation of what i refer to as job from hell i'll get soon....&lt;br /&gt;Time to party in my own office myself... with my almost-bald head....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115864920544772554?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115864920544772554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115864920544772554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/work-work-work.html' title='work work work....'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115855670397111907</id><published>2006-09-18T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:18:23.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHAH</title><content type='html'>Lemme tell u a nice lil story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Once upon a time, there was this little teenage boy with unusually long hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;He decided to go to a salon to cut his hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;In his mind, he was hoping to have it short like ryan seacrest or Daniel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;To his disappointment, he was served by a amatuer stylist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;The supposedly anticipating haircut became a hair-strand onslaught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;The stylist made this little boy look like shitake mushroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;This little boy then had the wierdest idea in his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'How will i look like if i do a G.I?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;So in his anger, he ordered the stylist to give him a G.I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;The hair fell and more fell......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;He wasn't sad, he was rejoicing over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;He left the salon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The little boy is me...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Not my hair,&lt;br /&gt;I am Not this skin,&lt;br /&gt;I am Not your expectation,&lt;br /&gt;I am the soul that lies within.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115855670397111907?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115855670397111907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115855670397111907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/wahah.html' title='WAHAH'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115847262596429548</id><published>2006-09-17T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T13:57:05.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawd</title><content type='html'>Found my footings in '(Another song) all over again'&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna crap bout how irresponsibly slow my colleagues are, but i tot again nvm, had better things in life...&lt;br /&gt;Time to go dress down and relax...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115847262596429548?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115847262596429548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115847262596429548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/gawd.html' title='gawd'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115838290350346226</id><published>2006-09-16T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:01:43.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much undulating feelings</title><content type='html'>My feeling are undulating this week so much i needed a breather, and yesterday was the day.&lt;br /&gt;oh before anything,&lt;br /&gt;Happy bday to grace&lt;br /&gt;Happy bday to grace&lt;br /&gt;Happy bday to graaaaaaaace....&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAY TO GRACE!&lt;br /&gt;ok i was so afraid she wld slaughter me for leaving only 30 mins into her bday thing.&lt;br /&gt;Crashed into New Asia@Equinox,&lt;br /&gt;mayb it wasn't the night to party there cuz the music spells OLD at least the ppl there are high enuff to bring the entire mood up, and wad's best? there're all caucasians. i wasn't sure if someone poppin up to u asking time is considered a method of hookin. waha spare me of those...&lt;br /&gt;pop a few drinks down including my fave LYCHEE MARTINI! erms in case u guys have no idea, Martini's for sad occasion and Champagne's for celebration. yea i needed martini to make me high.&lt;br /&gt;And lucky me i found the reason behind my moody spirit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;She Is&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clazziquai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don understand? go check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115838290350346226?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115838290350346226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115838290350346226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-much-undulating-feelings.html' title='so much undulating feelings'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115822230594096755</id><published>2006-09-14T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:25:05.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored at home, thanks to my slower-than-glacier employer, i won't be starting work until next tues...&lt;br /&gt;BIG NEWS, imma become a tutor during free time and i'll be competing with *GULPS* Angie..... WAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;SPARE ME ANGIE, U're in the sec. school niche, im doing PRIMARY SCHOOL!!! Bullyin smalls kids this time..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid im not up to the job that for the past 1 hr, i've been squeezing my brain for stuff i was learning 10 yrs back... holy.... and coming up with exercise and question to actualli tease that lil kid im gonna teach...&lt;br /&gt;GAWD, i need much more divine intervention in this compared to slimming.&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably gonna paste clause around my room that goes like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shall not be liable for any future failures inducted in ur kids paper as i have done my very best in imparting ur child with all the adequate information for him to be intellectually ready for the exam. Any failures wld be deemed to be causes of any moral and/or physical incapability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hm, good, that'll do it.. time to continue my research... wahahha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115822230594096755?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115822230594096755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115822230594096755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/argh.html' title='ARGH'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115803777889886326</id><published>2006-09-12T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T13:09:38.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great</title><content type='html'>OK Im so over the traumatise new of my intern thing, thanks to my dear cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Im glad it's starting on thurs and i wldn't be a newbie cuz the real newbies start on the following tues.&lt;br /&gt;Bad news is i'd be doing accounts... that's so damn ironic. everything i study kinda becomes useless to wadever im doing, or mayb most of it...&lt;br /&gt;Good news, my department have staff power lesser than the number ur fingers can even count...&lt;br /&gt;Even Bad news, my partner kinda went on hiatus, and he isn't replying my msg.&lt;br /&gt;NVM say NO TO FREERIDER~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115803777889886326?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115803777889886326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115803777889886326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/great.html' title='great'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115798755088506524</id><published>2006-09-11T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:12:30.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>The list is out and it's SSC. go guess&lt;br /&gt;I'm still undecided whether to be happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;argh...............&lt;br /&gt;gonna raze my school for that tml....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115798755088506524?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115798755088506524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115798755088506524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115785542807043595</id><published>2006-09-10T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:02:28.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooooYEA</title><content type='html'>Summon the spirit of Ah-Q/Samsoon and u get these,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;11 packets of apple chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 bagful of Papadom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 wholesome packet of Konnyako jelly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 pieces of delectable designer choc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A bowl of the legendary teochiew Yam Paste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lastly, a hilfiger shirt......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;WAhaha one of the most rewarding days of my life.... ermzz.. discounting the fats....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115785542807043595?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115785542807043595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115785542807043595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/ooooyea.html' title='ooooYEA'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115777129975058069</id><published>2006-09-09T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T11:08:19.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wadever</title><content type='html'>alright my mum was having some comments about me handling group dynamics....&lt;br /&gt;no offense but i don't think u've ever did group works whilst schooling in malaysia, so watch ur comments....&lt;br /&gt;YEA GRACE! We played scrabble, life, monopoly, uno stacko and uno....... it's so damn fun la... tho monopoly almost made me foam....&lt;br /&gt;going for the food fair, speaking of my healthy life style thang, it kinda took a downturn yesterday night with this scrumptuous CURRY CHICKEN!! alright imma be honest, i ate half a pot of that...... i swear i did all the exercise to kinda set those cals off.... like 300 situps, 160 pushups, 8 reps of 15 sec leg lift and oh..... 4 reps of 20 leg lunges.... Besides these, i needed some divine intervention....&lt;br /&gt;it's going to get worst today cuz im going to food fair..... gosh.... so SAMSOON......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Whomever's watching me from above,&lt;br /&gt;Pls re-write my book of life, make it healthier and hopefully steer clear of fattenin food, but not nice food. thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115777129975058069?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115777129975058069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115777129975058069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/wadever.html' title='wadever'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115768305652622732</id><published>2006-09-08T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T10:37:36.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>errrr</title><content type='html'>ok angie has got the details to the dinner so i'm not gonna talk more bout it...&lt;br /&gt;hm....&lt;br /&gt;extra discovery...&lt;br /&gt;i suk at scrabble....&lt;br /&gt;i onli can add a 's' in front and behind the word 'car'....&lt;br /&gt;hm........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115768305652622732?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115768305652622732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115768305652622732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/errrr.html' title='errrr'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115754239714184170</id><published>2006-09-06T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T19:33:17.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class conscious</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Class'&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do u define '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Class&lt;/span&gt;'?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Class&lt;/span&gt;'?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one question that each of us are going thru every sec in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;The way we handle our lives, the way we live it and the way we look at it.&lt;br /&gt;Ponder over these,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A person with extra crooked teeth having high-tea at a 6-star hotel. He holds LV and takes MRT everywhere he goes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A person with extra straight teeth eating lunch at Mcdonald. He sports BATA and rides on his vespa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who is off higher class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saw this report about Warren Buffet having over US$40Bil. fortune yet his granddaughter inherits none. Her daughter claims that she lives her life happily even tho she gets none of the cookies, she's glad to be part of the whole experience.&lt;br /&gt;Has 'Class' depreciated so much in the value and meaning of the word so much so that it has already started getting defined by superficial things?&lt;br /&gt;I've been thru it, by putting myself into an experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wore wholly designers/branded and took a public transport and i noticed the attention that i managed to 'leech' and attracted similiar ppl to sit beside me and they have no double idea that i've got only 10 bucks in the wallet, come from a middle income family and studies nothing better than a genius.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Similiarly, i wore clothes that cost less than a dime and took the same transport. The reverse happened... The seat beside me was like it's plagued with 'visible' virus, so much so no one dared to sit beside me even though the bus was crowded and packed. But no one had double idea that i'm as vocal as any debating fellows on the panels, was carrying a sup. card in my wallet and studies in a recognised institute.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Just seconds ago, my definition of 'Class' was questioned by Oprah Winfrey's show..&lt;br /&gt;Here is my answer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I come from a lower-middle class who so happens to be shined by lady luck in my entire life that i get proper education, experiments the wonders of the upper class, and not forgetting to return back to where i come from and embrace it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love where i came from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If u're still struggling to try get elsewhere, u shld start questioning urself, that why try be someone else when u, urself is unique.&lt;br /&gt;Make ur class and goodnight ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115754239714184170?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115754239714184170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115754239714184170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/class-conscious.html' title='Class conscious'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115734301485630868</id><published>2006-09-04T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T13:17:05.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood</title><content type='html'>Song of mood Sunday - Call Me When You're Sober&lt;br /&gt;Song of mood Monday - Who Knew&lt;br /&gt;Song of mood Tuesday - A Public Affair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majong and Chilling gave way...&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there's still prada for me to rejoice to....&lt;br /&gt;and i was discovering other ppl's comfort zone..&lt;br /&gt;Gena finds hers in the books, her castle are pages and pages of tear-suking novels.&lt;br /&gt;I find my world in music, i can ride on the clouds with the notes, melodies and stories every song and music tells.&lt;br /&gt;wad's urs?&lt;br /&gt;j'adore~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENA DON EAT MY CHOCS AND THE GINGERBREAD'S NOT FOR U! WAHHA U HAD UR SHARE! BE GOOD AND BE NICE! Pls dilligently put my choc in the fridge.... keep ur bro's/sis's/maid's/parent's/ur paws off my gold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Status of 'Healthy Life' Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked over 12 hrs of distance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did over 2600 situps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did over 1000 pushups..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did stairways routine up to 132 storeys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lost up to 2.2 sickening kilos of fats and gained 1 sickening kilo of meat somewhere but don know where..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115734301485630868?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115734301485630868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115734301485630868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/mood.html' title='mood'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115718293278953069</id><published>2006-09-02T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T15:42:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think, Aretha Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Freedom, oh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;FREEDOM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nv knew freedom tasted so sweet... well it's not indefinite but still im glad the papers are over and that lots of nice lil stuff coming up, including much awaited majong (be prepared grace! ur stash of cash is mine MUAHAH!), shopping and revealing of our taiwan plan to the ladies...&lt;br /&gt;going to spin my new CDs a few more rounds! tata.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115718293278953069?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115718293278953069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115718293278953069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/09/goody.html' title='goody'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115682446951573766</id><published>2006-08-29T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T13:02:35.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooooo</title><content type='html'>Went on a CD shopping sphree... SUPPORT ORIGINAL!&lt;br /&gt;and after the whole thing, i come to understand myself and Singapore's Srvice Industry more...&lt;br /&gt;List of CD i decided to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nelly Furtado, Loose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cassie, Cassie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paris Hilton, Paris&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rihanna, A Girl Like Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Madonna, Confessions Of a Dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And then was the infuriating part.&lt;br /&gt;The cashier decided to be funny by posting me a very stupid question in a extremely 'hokkien-slang'ed english..&lt;br /&gt;'Joining The dancefloor AH?&lt;br /&gt;WAD THE HELL! seriously i find it a little insulting, nothing offensive towards dancer but i feel there's better things that cashier cld have said with his gap..... like introducing me numbers on the CD or even better, shut up, smile, take money, and then thanks me for patronising.... isn't this the generic service method? rather than trying be funny.... I buy dance CD means i'm gonna join a competition (no offense to competition, but look at Singapore idol)? so if a guy buys PCD cd, means he's gonna get sex change to look like one of them and then go snag a guy on the street? NO!&lt;br /&gt;For the record and to protect the consumer, lets call that CD shop, Song Junction....&lt;br /&gt;My subtle retaliation?&lt;br /&gt;'U can put all this CD back to their original rack.'&lt;br /&gt;Strut out of the shop and walk to another CD shop call, hm..... SErangoon...... where i got the much pleasant generic service.. thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Another Hormal Effect caused by my dieting plan that has just been aggrevated with lots of exercise....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115682446951573766?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115682446951573766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115682446951573766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/wooooo_29.html' title='wooooo'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115669593650052515</id><published>2006-08-28T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T11:30:07.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore.... wad else?</title><content type='html'>EMO-POST&lt;br /&gt;Was out with my guy pal today, in the mall to get some nice stuff and then came this joke about us being single after going a whole round to discover nothing beats being ourselves again... and then was the 'how many times did ppl mistake u for a G*Y?' joke and we decided to play along on the escalator and be like 'touchy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT MY CUP OF TEA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously me and this pal of my got so sick of obnoxious ppl going around questioning ppl bout their (or rather our) sexual orientation. and i sure have other guys frens who are victimised (including the most recent farewell party.)&lt;br /&gt;i feel it kinda shows how much integrity and consideration u have for that other person when u ask him.&lt;br /&gt;my way of tackling kinda shifted from the 'reject, reject, reject...' to the 'keep quiet and ignore' and now to the take my stand.....and start to question those obnoxious ppl back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Just where is your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Apart from ur hear'say, rumours, etc? Wad's ur intention? To break me?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and i did get those from close ppl..... now i just follow my pal and play along and just ignore...&lt;br /&gt;For the record, i'm pretty much 'straight' unless i find the reason not to restrict myself to just 50% of the population in the world.... Period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks popo for the office wear u got me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This post is probably a hormonal effect caused by the dieting plan that i've undergone for 12 tough days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115669593650052515?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115669593650052515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115669593650052515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/singapore-wad-else.html' title='singapore.... wad else?'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115656777290058876</id><published>2006-08-26T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T12:49:32.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV GOODNESS!</title><content type='html'>Recently i've been boomed seriously by stuff on tv..&lt;br /&gt;Part of it includes this very nice quote from MARY j.Blige!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Blame You for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Forgive You for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a crunch time for her, the abused childhood and drug hooks etc...&lt;br /&gt;And then later in the night, is this taiwanese show about Gluttons.. wad's worst, they're ladies and all of them have fab bod.... was looking out to this elva hsiao lookalike.... man im looking forward to my trip... i wanna find her and go on an eating sphree.. she ate a holy spread that was meant for 10 person... and then she went on and on even after winning the race of gluttony.... I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;alright back to studies.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115656777290058876?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115656777290058876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115656777290058876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/tv-goodness.html' title='TV GOODNESS!'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115646987246342382</id><published>2006-08-25T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T09:37:52.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The War starts today!</title><content type='html'>1 holy week before my pain subside!&lt;br /&gt;The exams... seriously i dread it... and i find that there's no point to having examinations.... it's more like a battlefield for the 'total-muggers' and 'absolute-snobbish-genius'.&lt;br /&gt;and i can tell u guys... everything in my head is stored under this category of my brain called the 'short-term-memory'.. yea i cant find a better name for it... (Typical singaporean... just like how some little kid from Singapore decided to creatively name our Changi Budget Air-terminal, the 'Budget Terminal'...)&lt;br /&gt;when i say short, it means short.... like 10 minutes after my papers... it's gone...&lt;br /&gt;But i gotta say i'm giving my all as usual... cuz i've got subjects hanging on the line....&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna do my shat now.... so i'm hoping that i'll hopefully get some divine intervention from above.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;HOLS!&lt;br /&gt;SIP!&lt;br /&gt;TAIWAN!~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115646987246342382?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115646987246342382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115646987246342382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/war-starts-today.html' title='The War starts today!'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115607678866393328</id><published>2006-08-20T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:34:21.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MASTER HAVE DONE IT!</title><content type='html'>THE MASTER HAVE DONE IT AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE COME UP WITH A IMPECCABLE INFORMATIVE PLAN AND THIS TIME IT IS BIGGER!&lt;br /&gt;Come on la.. when i say bigger, it means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS (esp. BARBIES)! it's a big thing that will draw ur attention for a moment...&lt;br /&gt;We're (me,gena and rach) are plannin a GRAD. TRIP..&lt;br /&gt;Location still pending... it's a fight between Taiwan(Taipei) and Hong Kong(Kowloon).&lt;br /&gt;i know i know&lt;br /&gt;u peeps wants shopping and good food and tata.......&lt;br /&gt;say thank u?&lt;br /&gt;U're very welcome...&lt;br /&gt;Will be revealing plans in a short while after discussing the draft plans with Rach and Brudda Gena...&lt;br /&gt;Pls be supportive cuz i know our chomps plan always fall thru... haha... gonna count money...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115607678866393328?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115607678866393328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115607678866393328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/master-have-done-it.html' title='THE MASTER HAVE DONE IT!'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115595869431203627</id><published>2006-08-19T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T11:38:14.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilt</title><content type='html'>I feel so sinful and guilty after eating a couple of dough fritter that i had to come up here to write a redeemable post......&lt;br /&gt;actualli there realli no topics in my mind now... so imma just list things i did (or attempt) to slim down.. here's the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat no rice for dinner or in fact every meal...... breakfast was just bread and milk, lunch i wld try and stick to the greens and for dinner, just the dishes my mum dished out but no rice strictly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of fruits and water for snacks when my hunger spells get the best of me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of walking, an average of 2000 steps a day including 'stairways routine'. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mum's electro-reflexo machine.. not gonna say which brand. it's one of the 'O'. it's good for detox, toning, cell renewal, blood circulation and many more.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;uhmz... i know this is disgusting... my daily mouthful of 99% cocoa dark choc... it's said to be good for weight loss and anti-aging... haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;With all the thing i'm doing, i expect myself to look like a..... HOBBIT (Read: Eligah Wood) in no time... haha&lt;br /&gt;Word... bye bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115595869431203627?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115595869431203627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115595869431203627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/guilt.html' title='guilt'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115589339813249316</id><published>2006-08-18T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:34:26.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>------Some People</title><content type='html'>Firstly, thanks Gena for ur very special compliment about me being cuddly like a *Gulps* teddy bear.... it's wierd hearing a compliment from this Brudda whom i am always at heads with... haha... i'll be more cuddly in mths time when i kinda size down...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i seriously am gonna miss one of my teacher's (i'm 100% sober) lesson...&lt;br /&gt;He is dearest Mr. Chiang... haha i know it sounds wierd but he seriously is one teacher u wld hate and love to every extent.&lt;br /&gt;He's very perceptive about life. he links materialism to social status... check this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own Puma bag and he assumed i drive a car... and the fact is i don... and i was thinking if he saw angie, he wld say she owns a private jet cuz she owns a LV Purse.... and i think rach's gonna be a proud owner of a personal CRUISE! cuz she has this priced pair of Heidi Birks.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And at the same time, he's few of the teacher who can exchange bitchy comments with me... and one of those who can tolerate my Mr. King-of-the-World attitude in class. haha so check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr Chiang awed at the very wonderful (it's wonderless to me) Sony Ericsson walkman phone and ask my classmate if it was a MP3. Clearly it says Sony Ericsson which is a phone brand and has a number pad.... so it wasn't.... I replied, 'No...it's a paperweight.'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;woa im so glad....&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is that this post came late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i saw this very jovial bunch of not-so-fortunate kid from the cerebral palsy centre..&lt;br /&gt;I saw the 'self-content' expression on their face and i suddenly felt this surge of wierd feeling in me...&lt;br /&gt;it felt like rojak. Such happiness and Such remorse suddenly engulf me.....&lt;br /&gt;I kinda woke up to my life... well i tot i always was.... ui just needed a reason to be at times....&lt;br /&gt;and when the world around me felt as if it's on war, i will stand my ground and embrace wadever i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Some People&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LeAnn Rimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'.....Some People aren't lucky like us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some People they just give up.....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115589339813249316?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115589339813249316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115589339813249316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-people.html' title='------Some People'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115572803848294860</id><published>2006-08-16T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:33:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2 of my new journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;REPORTING FOR DAY 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some ppl's thinking it's impossible for me to survive day 2, but i did and it was a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;Siti's bday at Hard Rock...&lt;br /&gt;Na.... i din have any Ribs in wadever sauce or that mudpie thingy...&lt;br /&gt;I HAD SALAD! AND IT WAS WONDERFULLY WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;haha then was a bit of exercise from the shopping and then...... it was hell.....&lt;br /&gt;We tasted the Legendary Cacao (Pronounced 'Ka-Ka-O', it's supposedly cocoa but it spells the other way on the wrapping.. Jap products...)&lt;br /&gt;It's no fictitious stuff from Ms Swan's skit, it was real and it's seriously nothing u ever tasted.....&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this---99% Pure Cocoa choc. how will it taste like? i was imagining it to be like a very bitter choc with that niff after-taste of  sweetness..&lt;br /&gt;It's isn't.&lt;br /&gt;It's the Epitomy of BITTER! SPELL WITH ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;B.I.T.T.E.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;freak! if it wasn't for health effect it has on me, i wouldn't even care taking a bite... well it's like my slimming pill.. ha au naturel..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.... Back to my dieting plan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115572803848294860?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115572803848294860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115572803848294860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-2-of-my-new-journey.html' title='day 2 of my new journey'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115563301639897907</id><published>2006-08-15T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:10:16.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahaha</title><content type='html'>Status of 1st day of my diet plan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; 'My Last Breath'&lt;br /&gt;well it wasn't that bad.. i had teapot jess going thru this with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The once delightful 'Yong Tao Fu' turned on me and become this very 'hard-to-swallow gruel', consisting of everything good for health except the noodles which turn out to be the most important part of the full meal...&lt;br /&gt;In addition to my already 'hard-to-swallow' gruel, i added chilli padi, hoping to spice things up and it gave an additional adverse effect on my food----it made my soup taste like chilli juice....&lt;br /&gt;Well, with the metabolism that it'll boost, i can bare with it.... and the red lips too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our workout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this sounds insane but we walked up and down our nice lil concrete library stairways, from 1st floor right up to 5th floor... TWICE! we looked like 2 sweaty idiots in the middle of the 'already-very-cold' library. haha&lt;br /&gt;In addition, i decided to repeat that just 10 minutes ago by climbing up the stairs all the looooong way to my 11-floored cozy apartment.... dang...&lt;br /&gt;Well, with the fats it'll burn, i can bare with it.... and the dizzy spells it give....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Apple, and 2 mouthful of banana nut crunch...&lt;br /&gt;Well, with the weight that i'll lose just eating that little, i can bare with it..... and my mum's very delectable cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the only time to be proud of myself... imma go on for a better me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm Glad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115563301639897907?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115563301639897907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115563301639897907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/wahaha_15.html' title='wahaha'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115556944889889609</id><published>2006-08-14T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:30:48.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diet!!</title><content type='html'>ok ppl i know this sounds realli wierd but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm GOING ON A DIET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can practically hear gena screaming 'at last? hahahaa!' at the top of her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;it does sounds wierd, like why did i choose now? and not earlier and everything else..&lt;br /&gt;well part of my wish wants to see my chin again, i don have beer belly, nor do i have thick arms and legs... it's my ass and my chin... i just wanna feel chin/neck and my ass once more like i always did..&lt;br /&gt;not that i don like being fat, there's definitely thing good about being fat, u get to occupy the entire bus seat when u're on it, u have no problem handling personal space whilst in the public, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;i felt mayb it's time to try something diff... even my mum strongly supports me... wow...&lt;br /&gt;just an extract of wad i wld actualli eat/drink when i start going on diet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fruits and more fruits&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tuna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BANANA CRUNCH!! This is the highlight on my dieting plan.. i love banana.. i can get more of it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;For me, no PILLS cuz i don wanna grow dependent on it.. and of course a lil bit more of my routine exercise....&lt;br /&gt;BOOBOO, no more of my fave fried food..... until i get to control myself...&lt;br /&gt;somehow i always felt a lil sad of how i eat in the past, it felt as a way for me to vent all that's in me, and i do tear alot when i start doing so.. like a disorder... so no more..&lt;br /&gt;and lets start to countdown to the new me....&lt;br /&gt;tata....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115556944889889609?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115556944889889609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115556944889889609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/diet.html' title='diet!!'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115554607641981002</id><published>2006-08-14T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:01:16.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>Today i had quite a enlightening chat with my teacher...&lt;br /&gt;he was like, 'do u guys plan ahead for ur lives? like wad u will do if u strike 5 million toto?'&lt;br /&gt;this sure is something i always think of once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;i don wanna live my life aimlessly u know. so once in a while, when i think the time is right i will set a direction for myself to move towards. I definitely hope it's the right thing to do, gladly i get help from the person watching over me from above and i'm starting to notice and feel his/her existence.&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;well lets not digress, back to my teacher's question of 'wad i wld do if i strike 5 million?'&lt;br /&gt;haha actualli my answer's as simple as, stop doing things for the purpose of just doing it. i will do everything and anything that i like, e.g. tour around the world, meet different people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end today's very personal and nice post, a song to whoever's up there watching me&lt;br /&gt;(oh yea can u believe it? i finally have access to my lyrics database after one long technical fault. don ask me how i got such matching songs for my post all the time, it feels destined........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In God's hands - Nelly Furtado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;Our love floated out the window &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;Our love floated out the back door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;Our love floated up in the sky to heaven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;It's part of a plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;It's back in God's hands, back in God's hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115554607641981002?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115554607641981002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115554607641981002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115552593975483955</id><published>2006-08-14T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T11:27:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jolted</title><content type='html'>i've been jolted so many times last week i almost felt numb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my dearest Mp3 turn out to be a super conductive one that i got the 'SHOCK'(literally) of my life....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's earpiece fell apart and just from picking up, i was jolted again...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my stupid tv emits such great static that i got jolted once again...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and wells other than wad's material, no other jolt can harm me.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;whilst watching hulk, i got the greatest imagination of my life (actualli it was after click i started daydreaming really bad)... judge this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wad if i can emit electricity at will and control wadever shat's that's around me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;i will rid the zombies and slugs crawling on the surface of earth.&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115552593975483955?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115552593975483955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115552593975483955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/jolted.html' title='jolted'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115528192121920327</id><published>2006-08-11T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T15:41:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUK OFF GUCCI</title><content type='html'>I here to clarify something that's to some significance to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously to those 'veteran' readers, u shld know that stuffs written on my blog are just part of my personal views, either u agree with it gracefully or u simply keep ur comments to urself.&lt;br /&gt;And that thing written here are with no bad feelings and definitely meant no personal attack unless otherwise stated.&lt;br /&gt;well i've definitely read other ppl's blog and seen stuff they wrote, not as if i wld make a mountain out of plain pixels on webby....&lt;br /&gt;And EXAGGERATION's the last thing i ever needed.... i don even need it, so spare me of those...&lt;br /&gt;yea gracie, they shld meet each other and do wadever michael jackson and his clone did in the movie 'Click' molest each other and then sue each other... muahahaha.. woopss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115528192121920327?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115528192121920327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115528192121920327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/fuk-off-gucci.html' title='FUK OFF GUCCI'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115518937663147946</id><published>2006-08-10T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T13:56:47.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the discerning</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the Discerning Viewers and People out there,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Surprise, i receive my 1st ever email that's linked from this blog, except the content isn't a nice surprise.. i was rather apalling.&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;em&gt;sugababes_85@*******.com&lt;/em&gt; (to protect the identity of the victim from being 'victimized' again-- you'll know wad i mean)&lt;br /&gt;my guide2party's photo has been downloaded by some very outrageous fellow and has been misused (just like dear gracie, i have a clone). and i seriously have to applaud the person for his courage for using my photo for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I look like a troll, and u actualli use a troll's photo to spot lady (i suppose sugababes_85's a lady cuz a guy wldn't call himself sugababes unless he is.....). Chances of using that ugly photo to spot ladies is as low as the sun glowing black.&lt;br /&gt;-Well if i get to see u, ur neck lands in the bin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok he's lucky im eating my sweeter than sweet caramel corn now or else he's gonna get more...&lt;br /&gt;So Sry sugababes_85, im the real steven, not some stevo or shat.. and so sry im not gonna bring u to da house cuz that clone promise u so... im &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;. So, thanks u for identifying the problem and being able to uhmz do so much linking thru my guide2party's email to my friendster and then my blog, have fun staying here for as long as u want.. this is &lt;strong&gt;MA HOUSE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my 2nd concern for the discerning viewers is that they might now be able to take Singapore idol for as well the following reasons....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The word 's*cks" has been used more and more often since last season's &lt;strong&gt;0&lt;/strong&gt; to now's&lt;strong&gt; 2&lt;/strong&gt;. what's next? the 'f' word?&lt;br /&gt;-They might wanna tear the TV apart when Joakim even open his mouth to say a tune-disoriented 'hi'.&lt;br /&gt;-Jacintha's probably waking up to her judging skills.. it's not amatuer, she just ain't made for judging panel, she can be a good vase, a nice lil indian girl, but not a judge.. period.&lt;br /&gt;-Ken's uber cold-hearted comments probably reaching his peak and that it's getting a lil boring. discerning viewers might start thrashing him on the street.&lt;br /&gt;-In whole, Singapore Idol's Singapore's best Comedy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115518937663147946?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115518937663147946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115518937663147946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-discerning.html' title='to the discerning'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115509467606643972</id><published>2006-08-09T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T12:32:22.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>which is better, girls or skating</title><content type='html'>wad do u get when u put jessica simpsons, eva longoria, Christina AppleGate and Christina Milan together?&lt;br /&gt;PUBLIC AFFAIR! &lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO CHECK OUT THE HOT VIDEO!&lt;br /&gt;I WAN LONGORIA, I'll make her the most downloaded person on the internet...&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna be so famous that my kids all come from africa--- sounds familiar huh.&lt;br /&gt;and oh i wanna be so famous, my very own tees get their own show on Bravo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O55Ym5NOXvQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O55Ym5NOXvQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115509467606643972?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115509467606643972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115509467606643972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/which-is-better-girls-or-skating.html' title='which is better, girls or skating'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115503864700582484</id><published>2006-08-08T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:04:07.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahaha</title><content type='html'>ANGIE THERE AIN'T ANY PICS OF ME CUZ IM AM UHMZ.... THE WONDERFUL PHOTOGRAPHER!&lt;br /&gt;YES Malaysia been there done that.. it was wonderful. and we're already planning to have another one!&lt;br /&gt;as usual, alot of wonderful plans up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;one of which, we are emulating PROJECT RUNWAY! wooo...&lt;br /&gt;theme is a ~spectacularly dramatic~ night gown.. and i've even got my piece of sketch and seriously speaking, ME NO GOOD DESIGNER..&lt;br /&gt;MONEY yes, PLANNING yes. designing no.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously lack originality when it comes to that. my piece of work mostly are adaptation. not saying adaptation ain't good (look at Mariah Carey and all the Big-time china directors e.g. 'Zhang Yi Mou', their most recent works are adaptations), but in a world that spins like no-tomorrow, originality seriously proves alot more than just mere adaptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and of course there are the boos....&lt;br /&gt;my dvd player seems immune to&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; 'Pirated'&lt;/span&gt;(WOOPS) VCD.. cuz it cant play a shat......... LAKE HOUSE....&lt;br /&gt;and uhmz i stock up mushroom chips from everywhere, and nothing sums up to 1 word that depicts my uncles fried mushroom -- WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! I LOVE WISHING PPL ON WIERD OCCASIONs (e.g. april fool's day and uhmz &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hungry Ghost Festival&lt;/span&gt;). brr.... *SHIVERS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115503864700582484?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115503864700582484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115503864700582484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/wahaha.html' title='wahaha'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115469264352896059</id><published>2006-08-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:57:23.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chance</title><content type='html'>Chance is definitely my enemy.&lt;br /&gt;I've hardly come pass 1 and i don't usually get 1.&lt;br /&gt;Yet chance is probably there easiest thing to give.&lt;br /&gt;Well someone in my family just have a grudge against it.&lt;br /&gt;Fuk it cuz u &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; ur chance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Suddenly longed so much for tml's getaway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's like an escape,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;from all the comformity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;from all the unhappiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;from all the unwanted.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115469264352896059?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115469264352896059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115469264352896059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/chance.html' title='Chance'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115451839127256228</id><published>2006-08-02T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T19:33:11.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pleasant present</title><content type='html'>wad a pleasant day....&lt;br /&gt;everything went so smoothly as if the gear of life was smothered with grease.&lt;br /&gt;too good to be real, but at times it's something we overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;i embraced it.&lt;br /&gt;first was the cutey greeting from lil kindergarten kids whilst parading alongside the bus i was on.&lt;br /&gt;then was THE TREAT! it wasn't just a treat, it was the treat. at Sun, muhaha great food and great ambience with great ppl, gena and jess (ow.... angie and rach, don be angry, ur turn's coming!)..&lt;br /&gt;and then was hm, shopping! found this cowboyish top that i once adore (it was previously spotted at Ralph Lauren).&lt;br /&gt;to end it off, is my fave show, Runway...&lt;br /&gt;And IM SO LOOKING FORWARD TO MALAYSIA TRIP! Woa Just this trip, i blogged umpteen times bout it.. wad a braggart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm certainly enjoyin life, and this is most probably the simplest thing that ppl overlook easily.&lt;br /&gt;time to revise the meaning of 'life'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115451839127256228?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115451839127256228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115451839127256228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/pleasant-present.html' title='pleasant present'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115442721247574641</id><published>2006-08-01T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:19:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Choice Spin of The Week: Too Little Too Late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music's currently my confidante, so everything, it's in the music i listen..&lt;br /&gt;Doing things i tot that were 'out', nv knew that returning to them is so endearing..&lt;br /&gt;and hm, Probably hoping that i'll be spared at the Sun treat tml.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there's a surge of uneasy feeling about saturday.. gawzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;ANGIE! i won't say that if i were u, uncle chong may just be holding a knife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115442721247574641?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115442721247574641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115442721247574641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/08/hm.html' title='hm..'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115418714622335348</id><published>2006-07-29T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:32:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quality</title><content type='html'>Spent some quality time with gena, grace and leanne over the dining table.&lt;br /&gt;discussed bout some issues that happen back in the week.&lt;br /&gt;came up with some suggestions about how i've decided to executed decisions.&lt;br /&gt;my answer:&lt;br /&gt;well yea it was quite harsh and blunt, but i tot given the time, that was the best answer i am able to churn up with. besides all the angst, i think it's still wad i felt. no bad feelings and nothing personal..&lt;br /&gt;still looking forward to the malaysia trip except this time, it's getting a lil crowded again (alarms).&lt;br /&gt;and i found my newest goal in life.. well at least a dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BE A WEDDING PLANNER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115418714622335348?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115418714622335348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115418714622335348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/07/quality.html' title='quality'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115414319576336122</id><published>2006-07-29T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:19:55.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wa lao</title><content type='html'>seriously my holiday-hormones (everyone has it. some ppl call it the party-hormones) are getting a little-out-of-hand-that-thang. im like thinking of where to go after exams, my graduation trip, my shopping trip etc etc... and my mind's now saturated with few of the world's biggest entertainment city...&lt;br /&gt;help me!&lt;br /&gt;smellz.... GRACE IM SO SORRY? TRUCE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115414319576336122?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115414319576336122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115414319576336122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/07/wa-lao.html' title='wa lao'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115407587297665782</id><published>2006-07-28T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T16:37:52.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad the hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was seriously disgusted by some shameless fabrication, some 'no-life' person (already in my past) just made. i seriously think u should consult a shrink cuz i don understand the thing behind makin tales to attract attention cuz it seriously it's getting a little out-of-hand-that-thang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's false and seriously insulting to u, and me. wad are u trying to prove to ppl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok as u can see, the bitching on the top's sized to minimal cuz it's just a breeze, a smelly one that is...&lt;br /&gt;anyways, things to look forward to (or can kinda look out for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MALAYSIA TRIP WITH UHMZ MS BLACK AND MRS CHONG MEIJIN(so sry bout not turning up for Chomps.. i will make up for it! Say herbal duck or BETTER! ROADSIDE NASI JEGAWAN! Truce?) HAHA! this is one hell of happy thing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;*GULPS* A trip to the legendary Sun Japanese restaurant.... and uhmz i'm (2nd gulp) treatin gena/jess/mayb another suaku fellow, 50% of total bill....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estimate, definitely an early 3 digit...&lt;br /&gt;Know wad? im gonna make a trip to the nearest temple and pray that it rains money next week and i can be free as a bird... woopie...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115407587297665782?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115407587297665782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115407587297665782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/07/wad-hell_28.html' title='wad the hell'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598340.post-115397824128373022</id><published>2006-07-27T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T13:30:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muahaha</title><content type='html'>at last i can satisfy the bitchy shopper side of me... uhmz... next sat... so long..&lt;br /&gt;before that im just gonna satisfy the glutton part of me with uhmz.... biscuit.. yes biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;so many nice plannings here and there..&lt;br /&gt;waitin to be unveal.&lt;br /&gt;just like that fave show of mine.. LOST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598340-115397824128373022?l=xstevenx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115397824128373022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598340/posts/default/115397824128373022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xstevenx.blogspot.com/2006/07/muahaha.html' title='muahaha'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237966238852642889</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></entry></feed>
