<?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-32764641</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:09:55.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet sweet love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-3901069146321410833</id><published>2009-05-21T09:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:59:13.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You've had me &amp;amp; then you lose me.&lt;br /&gt;You had me &amp;amp; you lose me.&lt;br /&gt;Again and again and again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1882322044632720448</id><published>2009-01-15T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:19:01.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was chatting with stella online &amp;amp; reminsceing the le bar days.&lt;br /&gt;and she suddenly said:&lt;br /&gt;pREcious eLoyLA___SRE says:&lt;strong&gt;wa lao im viewing yr blog now n yr bf looks like newspaper lo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chuckled to myself realising what she said was true,&lt;br /&gt;whlist what was in my mind now was not the le bar days,&lt;br /&gt;but the days i spent with qing.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen him for 2days &amp;amp; yes it's true,&lt;br /&gt;absence makes the heart grow fonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="769" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/084.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="770" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/088.jpg" width="349" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="770" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/097.jpg" width="349" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="770" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/077-1.jpg" width="349" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="769" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/047-1.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="769" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/048.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days like these are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;so i forced myself outta bed that day, and tagged along with qing n friends.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was scorching hot and i'm so glad i didnt get any sunburn.&lt;br /&gt;i was applying the sunblock as thick as a mask every 2hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to be continued.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1882322044632720448?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1882322044632720448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1882322044632720448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1882322044632720448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1882322044632720448'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;sneak preview of kelvin's birthday celebration at zirca on 5/10/08.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaya, i know im late !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7836606939536130773?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7836606939536130773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7836606939536130773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7836606939536130773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7836606939536130773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfbANPpQyI/AAAAAAAAAtY/GS_WzqTeLVU/s1600-h/IMG_0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284933484344328994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfbANPpQyI/AAAAAAAAAtY/GS_WzqTeLVU/s320/IMG_0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened all 3cans to have a taste of each flavour.&lt;br /&gt;it is 4am, i am eating guo tie lehzZxzz.&lt;br /&gt;what a glutton !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7647380092970802294?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7647380092970802294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7647380092970802294' title='0 Comments'/><link 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfXpEA0-TI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Uwupbtgo_KU/s320/IMG_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the merriest day of the year is approaching, &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there i am - forced to work.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i dislike my job, it's just that it isn't as flexible as what i had thought.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, roadshows are fun because of colleagues like the ones above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shereen &amp;amp; joseph, bubbly &amp;amp; full of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year's christmas didn't seem like christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time was spent with friends instead of the previous years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whereby time was spent with the ones i love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such as my sisters, cousins &amp;amp; the fucking not romantic boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss the dinner, although my auntie did organise a pre-christmas dinner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was no turkey, no beef, no ham !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but but but it doesn't mean i don't love my friends !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the present i got for my fucking not romantic boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfXpmjfezI/AAAAAAAAAsw/eOOCXvE4Ht8/s1600-h/IMG_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284929797466585906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfXpmjfezI/AAAAAAAAAsw/eOOCXvE4Ht8/s320/IMG_0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the best gift i received. the sephora's lip gloss is darn pretty can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfZkhg37RI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/AZRoW754m6c/s1600-h/IMG_0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284931909237337362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfZkhg37RI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/AZRoW754m6c/s320/IMG_0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfZS8Wfu1I/AAAAAAAAAtI/dqAUNa8UnLg/s1600-h/IMG_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284931607203920722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfZS8Wfu1I/AAAAAAAAAtI/dqAUNa8UnLg/s320/IMG_0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay peeps, have a merry christmas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVfZS3DlH7I/AAAAAAAAAtA/7wGHkIgjCek/s1600-h/IMG_0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-3027620529483232592?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SVAAGIXQQtI/AAAAAAAAAsI/IVSifTcWHoQ/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy and my grandmother are the few whom i see less often,&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gatherings like this are great,&lt;br /&gt;whereby we get to see the distant relatives and relatives who have migrated.&lt;br /&gt;it's also nice to receive compliments from one another,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such as-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aunty:&lt;/strong&gt; "wah samantha u slim down alot !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;samantha:&lt;/strong&gt; "thank you thank you !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grandma's fren:&lt;/strong&gt; "i think among the 4, samantha is the prettiest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;samantha:&lt;/strong&gt; "thank you thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so samantha was grinning away through the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;my grandma had a gambling session with her friends in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;the adults had their own conversations with wine or champange at the porch.&lt;br /&gt;the kids used to chase each other around the house,&lt;br /&gt;but not anymore. they play their electronic gadgets now.&lt;br /&gt;whereas us the more sensible ones gathered in a room,&lt;br /&gt;had our own conversations, listen to melvin play the guitar n what not.&lt;br /&gt;there was something missing though,&lt;br /&gt;my favourite cousin marissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: below is the greatest mum in the whole wide world,&lt;br /&gt;the one i so love &amp;amp; so treasure.&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: i called her a brinjal that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 371px" height="766" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/044.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6561113696047651484?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280090452125512082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SUamSoTfcZI/AAAAAAAAAro/VdTenjMGWWo/s320/IMG_0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping in town with sarah &amp;amp; samantha.&lt;br /&gt;when we start preparing early,&lt;br /&gt;we tend to think that we have all the time in the world,&lt;br /&gt;and so we always reach our 'destination' later then what was planned.&lt;br /&gt;when we start preparing late,&lt;br /&gt;we will end up reaching our 'destination' even later.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt visit all the shops that was in mind,&lt;br /&gt;and i hate this kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i brought home 2paper bags only.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna allocate one full day soon,&lt;br /&gt;whereby we get to shop all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SUamS_vxcKI/AAAAAAAAAr4/DdTAtXvzWo4/s1600-h/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280090458418147490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SUamS_vxcKI/AAAAAAAAAr4/DdTAtXvzWo4/s320/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SUamSj-xFxI/AAAAAAAAArw/EDwHJaveCIY/s1600-h/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280090450964846354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SUamSj-xFxI/AAAAAAAAArw/EDwHJaveCIY/s320/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i extracted this from lunnie's blog,&lt;br /&gt;which i find it so true and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;consider a performer on a trapeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she swings back and forth, and then she encounters another trapeze bar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it is swinging towards her and it is empty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;now she has a decision to make. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she may continue to hang onto her present bar, or let go and grasp the new one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but she can't do both! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she can't hang onto the old and grasp the new with her other hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she HAS to decide which she wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;if she chooses to let go of the past and grasp the future, she finds herself suspended for a moment in mid-air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;scary! it's too late to go back and she has not yet latched onto the other bar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she is vulnerable and at risk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but she has decided to take that risk in order to move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;life is like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;sometimes you have let go of something if you want to latch onto something else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparantly, i am not someone who will voice out what i feel,&lt;br /&gt;be it if i'm happy or angry.&lt;br /&gt;not even to my sisters although at times i complain to them,&lt;br /&gt;a deeper meaning lies behind.&lt;br /&gt;i am not one who will turn to my boyfriend and asks if he loves me,&lt;br /&gt;and neither will i say anything in times when we quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;there is this fear, a fear in me.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i can feel that qing and i have distanced.&lt;br /&gt;because of work, because of character changes,&lt;br /&gt;bcause of friends, because of whatever, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that there's a barrier in between us,&lt;br /&gt;a barrier which cannot be seen but felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4769339955894818456?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4769339955894818456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=4769339955894818456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1949184722493229607</id><published>2008-12-07T17:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:30:04.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/017-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 598px; HEIGHT: 461px" height="733" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/010-17.jpg" width="598" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i havent been blogging for more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;i will be back to blog soon about my mum's advance birthday dinner ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1949184722493229607?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-7941590600063044167</id><published>2008-10-19T14:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T02:33:04.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;WORK WORK WORK,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WORK WORK WORK,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and still WORK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7days a week, &lt;em&gt;ohgod&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SPrbuOvzOAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/hhNSJvHK5kg/s1600-h/DSC01209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258757102187526146" style="CURSOR: hand" height="208" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SPrbuOvzOAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/hhNSJvHK5kg/s320/DSC01209.JPG" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258757103223743426" style="CURSOR: hand" height="208" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SPrbuSm2o8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/wW0hYq-b4Mg/s320/DSC01212.JPG" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lazy to upload.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go with the rest to night safari on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;but i received sea monkeys from qing.&lt;br /&gt;i hope to see them wriggling around the tank when i get to his house later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7941590600063044167?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7941590600063044167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7941590600063044167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>grapevine &amp;amp; bliss are such nice neighbourhood chill out places,&lt;br /&gt;whereby the girls &amp;amp; i could hang out with a cup of ice latte &amp;amp; talk everything out.&lt;br /&gt;a plus point is that they close early on weekdays,&lt;br /&gt;so we need not worry about being home late..&lt;br /&gt;not enough sleep to have enough energy to keep us going the next day,&lt;br /&gt;be it we go out together, go work or even school.&lt;br /&gt;cus when we start talking/gossiping,&lt;br /&gt;parting is never bearable. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;you see how much i love them ?&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing be it whoever i'm with,&lt;br /&gt;be it 1, 2, 3 or even more of us,&lt;br /&gt;topics do not come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay ! sandra &amp;amp; sarah's birthday is around the corner (friday to be exact),&lt;br /&gt;and i so look forward to our trip to the night safari &amp;amp; brunch/dinner with my family.&lt;br /&gt;sandra say i was being a bad sister cus i do not intend to buy them a cake on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;so wth, even if i'm heading down to 8teen,&lt;br /&gt;sandra lim, i'm not gonna drink for you &amp;amp; neither am i gonna drink for sarah. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose inner thoughts tells alot about our actions.&lt;br /&gt;like when we wake up,&lt;br /&gt;we'll ask ourselves what are we gonna wear today &amp;amp; so on.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to put off things i can do today to tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna appreciate everything (even the flowers on bushes at the roadsides).&lt;br /&gt;i derived, this way i will be happier.&lt;br /&gt;just some random thought that floated through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i have to do now is to shower,&lt;br /&gt;and go loveydovey with qing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-5866467639823226758?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1592619710375985396</id><published>2008-10-04T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:46:28.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am gonna be so busy working next week,&lt;br /&gt;the week after next, next next week &amp;amp; next next next week.&lt;br /&gt;it never stops &amp;amp; i have to be determined &amp;amp; disciplined enough to follow all my schedules.&lt;br /&gt;i will be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worked a day at studio 8teen last night,&lt;br /&gt;and had a tad too much to drink.&lt;br /&gt;i think sandra too so she did something so silly,&lt;br /&gt;whereas i got qing mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qBQu1rI/AAAAAAAAAig/vDB59EUandA/s1600-h/DSC01148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253230884406875826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qBQu1rI/AAAAAAAAAig/vDB59EUandA/s320/DSC01148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qZ9SSZI/AAAAAAAAAio/uaXLD-NoShQ/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253230891036199314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qZ9SSZI/AAAAAAAAAio/uaXLD-NoShQ/s320/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was supposed to pose like the pic on the left, but ended up dun even look alike at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qqIkZ0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/An43RjFD1XY/s1600-h/DSC01167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253230895378491202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qqIkZ0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/An43RjFD1XY/s320/DSC01167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder sandra says he looks like a rat !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so hungry i could eat a cowwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;i crave for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qwA90bI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hfLNaj9RN2k/s1600-h/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253230896957215154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qwA90bI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hfLNaj9RN2k/s320/DSC01138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1592619710375985396?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1592619710375985396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1592619710375985396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1592619710375985396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1592619710375985396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-gonna-be-so-busy-working-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SOc5qBQu1rI/AAAAAAAAAig/vDB59EUandA/s72-c/DSC01148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-8940053889742045943</id><published>2008-09-24T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:26:13.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks appealing but doesnt taste that great !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="293" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e063.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY PANDI !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most ex le bar colleagues were there,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; seriously it made me think back of the days while still working there.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyable with their laughter, the jokes made up and everything,&lt;br /&gt;the le bar now cannot be comparable.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night was fun drink fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is gonna be full of pictures,&lt;br /&gt;i took more den an hour resizing &amp;amp; uploading them. ;)&lt;br /&gt;and i dont even know where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling's &amp;amp; jefferson's present for him.&lt;br /&gt;looks like a buddha's head. &lt;em&gt;i think it is la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clock striked 12 and after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/eh6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/ev1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/ev2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="294" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/ev4.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 165px" height="164" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/ev5.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/ev3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/eh5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/eh4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/eh3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/eh1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/eh2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/e115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally done with uploading the photos till my back aches.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be working a day at studio 8teen on friday cus my cash is running low already.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can finish training as soon as possible,&lt;br /&gt;den i can have more money. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been very very relaxed &amp;amp; it's like a short break for me.&lt;br /&gt;i have been home everyday at 1pm or before since monday,&lt;br /&gt;i dont have to go office tml and friday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happy girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-8940053889742045943?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8940053889742045943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=8940053889742045943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/8940053889742045943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/8940053889742045943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/looks-appealing-but-doesnt-taste-that.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6509023240865495226</id><published>2008-09-22T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:06:52.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grocery shopping yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;and this is our loot !&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wonder when the stocks would finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="769" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC01114.jpg" width="399" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="766" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC01116.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 269px" height="691" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC01117.jpg" width="436" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so scary, but very very satisfying ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i collected my everyday minerals today.&lt;br /&gt;pictures from my hp seriously dont do any justice.&lt;br /&gt;very very pretty !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 270px" height="769" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC01120.jpg" width="394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, my lingerie ordered from sandra also arrived today.&lt;br /&gt;but so sad the corset is a little too big,&lt;br /&gt;i'll hafta pass to my grandma to alter.&lt;br /&gt;i'll take a picture of it next time, i love the color.&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested in getting pretty lingerie can visit &lt;a href="http://mysexy-lingerie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mysexy-lingerie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling nauseous the past few days,&lt;br /&gt;especially after meals.&lt;br /&gt;and i think it's a symptom developed after administration of hakubi pills.&lt;br /&gt;should i or should i discontinue taking it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm, time to read through my notes for my open book test tml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6509023240865495226?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6509023240865495226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6509023240865495226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6509023240865495226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6509023240865495226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/grocery-shopping-yesterday-and-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-2811631610521160070</id><published>2008-09-20T00:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:06:56.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random entry because i have nothing else better to do,&lt;br /&gt;being home on a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the whole of last week,&lt;br /&gt;it was work, staying home &amp;amp; drinking.&lt;br /&gt;met up with vinci &amp;amp; perry my poly mates &amp;amp; had a nice time catching up with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today i'm,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not happy because :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i)&lt;/strong&gt; my everyday minerals arrived today like i predicted.&lt;br /&gt;but no one was home to receive the parcel for me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll hafta wait till monday to go to the post office to collect.&lt;br /&gt;i was excited for nothing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ii)&lt;/strong&gt; qing's (u) on the laptop keyboard is spoilt !&lt;br /&gt;ok not really, it's stuck thus making it difficult to press.&lt;br /&gt;damn damn damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;i hafta go back and insert (u(s)) into certain words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPUGX0pL_I/AAAAAAAAAiY/FeY1crYk_b0/s1600-h/aDSC01102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247771196755881970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPUGX0pL_I/AAAAAAAAAiY/FeY1crYk_b0/s320/aDSC01102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTMxr9oPI/AAAAAAAAAhw/PXdzwhRr-vs/s1600-h/abDSC01102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770207266382066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTMxr9oPI/AAAAAAAAAhw/PXdzwhRr-vs/s320/abDSC01102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(iii)&lt;/strong&gt; my right eye has this stinging feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i guess eye infection is coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna wear glasses to work.&lt;br /&gt;or put it in another way, my glasses aint suitable for office wear.&lt;br /&gt;i think i needa get one pair specially for wearing to office. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i)&lt;/strong&gt; believe it or not,&lt;br /&gt;the 1st time qing &lt;s&gt;did a mask&lt;/s&gt;/did a mask with me in (365days + 365days + 263days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTNHdbuxI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YkerQEVn_AA/s1600-h/aDSC01089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770213111020306" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTNHdbuxI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YkerQEVn_AA/s320/aDSC01089.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTNYdNk8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/lOHRomSAuds/s1600-h/DSC01076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770217673495490" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTNYdNk8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/lOHRomSAuds/s320/DSC01076.JPG" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTNlvXqkI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pg6fXSu819E/s1600-h/DSC01082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770221239315010" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTNlvXqkI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pg6fXSu819E/s320/DSC01082.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTN2_0j9I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/w7U5LI8RXuA/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770225871720402" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPTN2_0j9I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/w7U5LI8RXuA/s320/DSC01087.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ii)&lt;/strong&gt; my 5days course is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;no one knows how much i dread going for the course.&lt;br /&gt;i dozed off most of the time.. i couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(iii)&lt;/strong&gt; i didn't join qing for offshore fishing today !&lt;br /&gt;all of them came back sunburnt &amp;amp; poor qing kept complaining he felt hot.&lt;br /&gt;he has already knocked out on the bed beside me like a dead log.&lt;br /&gt;imagine me being tanned !&lt;br /&gt;eeewww, then i wouldn't be able to use my makeups cause of the differences in tones;&lt;br /&gt;i would be wasting my money because i have been taking the hakubi pills;&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldn't be able to step out of my house cus i feel ugly. &lt;em&gt;luckily...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-2811631610521160070?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2811631610521160070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=2811631610521160070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/2811631610521160070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/2811631610521160070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-entry-because-i-have-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SNPUGX0pL_I/AAAAAAAAAiY/FeY1crYk_b0/s72-c/aDSC01102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6835210067596024042</id><published>2008-09-10T17:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:17:28.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>central + le bar = tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;i love gathering with the girls,&lt;br /&gt;and occasionally a few regular customers of le bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 197px; height: 261px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/002-1.jpg" height="756" width="213" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 198px; height: 261px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/001.jpg" height="757" width="195" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing to eat in central la, so we settled for foodcourt !&lt;br /&gt;imagine not eating a whole day just to accompany sarah for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;and she actually ate with her colleague before we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 212px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/004.jpg" height="759" width="293" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 212px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/008.jpg" height="610" width="292" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 294px; height: 216px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/009.jpg" height="612" width="295" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 216px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/019.jpg" height="611" width="295" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 294px; height: 216px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/020.jpg" border=" alt=" height="757" width="294" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 216px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/031.jpg" height="757" width="294" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 294px; height: 209px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/034.jpg" height="604" width="320" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 209px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/023.jpg" height="612" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 264px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/025.jpg" height="758" width="236" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 217px; height: 264px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/035.jpg" height="757" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 218px; height: 290px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 213px; height: 290px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 294px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 294px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/051.jpg" height="759" width="213" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 294px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1017-1.jpg" height="757" width="215" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 294px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/012.jpg" height="756" width="217" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the last photo the most cus i was the photographer,&lt;br /&gt;and we all agree sarah looks like a pig ! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 215px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/053.jpg" height="611" width="271" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 215px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/054.jpg" height="611" width="272" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 294px; height: 227px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/055.jpg" height="611" width="294" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 294px; height: 227px;" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/056.jpg" height="610" width="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating people ! i wasnt able to join in cus i was on the way home already.&lt;br /&gt;qing came to pick me up at around 1am,&lt;br /&gt;and i was whining to him cus i wasn't able to eat the combo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to lavender food square, but luckily the stall i wanted to eat from was closed,&lt;br /&gt;and since the stall qing wanted to eat from was closed too,&lt;br /&gt;we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;i would haf felt guilty if i ate, i'm supposed to be on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i wasn't throwing a tantrum yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i was just thinking alot alot about us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;anyway, u didn't seem to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6835210067596024042?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-5526123711351344613</id><published>2008-09-08T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:17:11.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>top of the list today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy 25th months to me &amp;amp; qing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so incredible he remembered lor.&lt;br /&gt;i caught myself giggling at his text message while i was in the office.&lt;br /&gt;i hope no one saw me, i must have looked silly !&lt;br /&gt;he called me fat fat..&lt;br /&gt;he told me to change my temper..&lt;br /&gt;he says i have very very bad temper when i drink..&lt;br /&gt;he says he loves me (i havent heard it in a very very long while !)..&lt;br /&gt;its so amazing how we can quarrel &amp;amp; argue as if there wasn't going to be a tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;but yet at the next minute, a few simple words,&lt;br /&gt;a few simple gestures can put us back in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me love you too, qing baby.&lt;/span&gt; ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally finally ordered my everyday minerals make up.&lt;br /&gt;i have been trying to place my orders online with qing's laptop but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;it always showed operation aborted or something like that,&lt;br /&gt;and i got so so so irritated i gave up ordering with his laptop.&lt;br /&gt;yay ! i'm expecting them to arrive in 2weeks.&lt;br /&gt;me can't wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SMUG5CpVZXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/88Xgy0iDH0I/s1600-h/06092008566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SMUG5CpVZXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/88Xgy0iDH0I/s320/06092008566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243604918175360370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a crazed bananas friday !&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i went down to 1819 to look for deron,&lt;br /&gt;but fucking hell the moment i reached,&lt;br /&gt;he told me he was leaving to boatquay in 5minutes.&lt;br /&gt;what a friend !&lt;br /&gt;so i had no choice but to go district bar to look for darling,&lt;br /&gt;cus 1819 seems alienated to me with nobody i knew inside.&lt;br /&gt;pub hopped to plush bar followed by qb qool,&lt;br /&gt;first to look for janice than to look for baobei.&lt;br /&gt;the whole group of us were drunk,&lt;br /&gt;including sarah and sandra ! so just imagine how much we drank.&lt;br /&gt;i havent drank like that for a long long time,&lt;br /&gt;even back in those days at le bar. teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;i made noise say i wanna go back my own home sleep,&lt;br /&gt;so in the end when i woke up i was alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;i'm never never going home to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;it feels weird not seeing that someone when i open my eyes first thing in the morning !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still contemplating if i wanna go office tml.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it there now ! heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-5526123711351344613?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5526123711351344613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=5526123711351344613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5526123711351344613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5526123711351344613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-of-list-today-happy-25th-months-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SMUG5CpVZXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/88Xgy0iDH0I/s72-c/06092008566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-3769205288215875163</id><published>2008-09-06T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:54:19.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i don't and refuse to believe that qing only woke up at 9.15pm today.&lt;br /&gt;i hate him replying my text messages with 1word only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;: wake up liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: k, going out den let me know lor, not going out then i stay at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;: orh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: got go out let me know earlier hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;: okok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it i hate it i hate it !&lt;br /&gt;didn't you read between the lines ?&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; the whole of today.&lt;br /&gt;should i look back n smile or look back and cry.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying cus we ain't what we used to be anymore.&lt;br /&gt;tell me what is all that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; want.&lt;br /&gt;it takes two hands to clap, so what's the point if i hold on ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna love &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; with a love so tender.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-3769205288215875163?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3769205288215875163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=3769205288215875163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3769205288215875163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3769205288215875163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6770104583718593749</id><published>2008-09-01T18:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:24:24.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously am not cut out to study !&lt;br /&gt;i already have phobia of travelling to &amp;amp; fro from home to suntec, to home again.&lt;br /&gt;stephiee, please give it ur best shot this wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;enough is enough !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SLvBa9CjtXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/IuhPXkTR8JE/s1600-h/127082008524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240995260181755250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SLvBa9CjtXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/IuhPXkTR8JE/s320/127082008524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SLvBbHiL85I/AAAAAAAAAew/WXEbOtuqsik/s1600-h/027082008529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240995262998770578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SLvBbHiL85I/AAAAAAAAAew/WXEbOtuqsik/s320/027082008529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent cam-whored in the mrt for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;an exception cus there were no handsome guys in the same cabin,&lt;br /&gt;so the camera started snapping ! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra is getting ready to meet sarah for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;and accompany her down to 1819 (their new workplace),&lt;br /&gt;as it is sarah's first day today.&lt;br /&gt;i had late lunch today so i'm gonna skip dinner,&lt;br /&gt;soooooo am considering should i head down to 1819 later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SLvBbE_ENiI/AAAAAAAAAe4/L5WPaDZmkm0/s1600-h/27082008532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240995262314591778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SLvBbE_ENiI/AAAAAAAAAe4/L5WPaDZmkm0/s320/27082008532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i crave for steamboat again !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6770104583718593749?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6770104583718593749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6770104583718593749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-4141488505831352623</id><published>2008-08-30T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:44:24.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SLg2b8kj2yI/AAAAAAAAAeg/v4B-3j7Od94/s1600-h/stephiee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239998020189412130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SLg2b8kj2yI/AAAAAAAAAeg/v4B-3j7Od94/s320/stephiee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sandra's laptop bluetooth is like so damn irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i so wanted to blog (it's friday, 1st time i'm home waiting for qing !)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's either her laptop couldnt receive the photos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or my hp would hang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pictures come in here-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's a special friday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cus i feel so lazy so decided for chill out session at grapevine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead of le bar for "intensive drinking".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so sleepy after two mugs of beer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was there with sarah &amp;amp; darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, sarah kept complaining she's sleepy, so spoil mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;intended to head to bliss to continue chilling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sarah didn't wanna come along &amp;amp; i didn't like the idea of walking home alone after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she spoil mood again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yah, i love the bbq shitake mushrooms at grapevine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they say it's shitake mushrooms but i think they are those black mushrooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got cheated lor but still i love them. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pictures come in here-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally received these photos which were taken quite sometime back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i could i wanna ride on it again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;provided someone else pays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love thrills !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though i feel afraid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll still tell myself at least try once. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna sleep, and if qing does call,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it all depends if the vibrations of the phone can shake me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's been coming to pick me very very late these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how does it feel if u were sleeping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hafta get up halfway (cus he picks me up to his home) and sleep again ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate this vicious cycle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and somehow or another, i'm beginning to feel sick &amp;amp; tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't felt like these in previous r/s(s).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's not like i get to sleep late into the afternoon the next day everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think he feels that we spend alot of time together, but i think otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the rate we are communicating with each other,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder how we came this far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it must be because i am already used to him. i'm used to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah i'm used to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4141488505831352623?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4141488505831352623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=4141488505831352623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6461722771374224414</id><published>2008-08-26T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:27:23.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a mini party in my room yesterday night with 1/4 of the hougang peeps.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was pretty drunk except those who were driving,&lt;br /&gt;and i only realised today that the amount of noise pollution we made kept my poor mum up.&lt;br /&gt;chivas and vodka sure don't make up a good pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my dress (i had it since primary 4 !),&lt;br /&gt;no eyebrows, my messy hair and my naked face !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="757" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1024.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="758" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1027.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="757" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1028.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1002.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="1023" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1003.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="758" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1017.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 299px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1010.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 299px" height="755" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1013.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with ah bui yesterday &amp;amp; i realised it's been 7years that we have known one another.&lt;br /&gt;haha, what luck to have u as my neighbour !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, the bad attitude that always possesses me under alcohol came.&lt;br /&gt;i was demanding qing to come my place and stay over,&lt;br /&gt;although he did offer to pick me over to his place, i refused.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted things to go my way,&lt;br /&gt;and he being such a sweetie came over lah although he was fuming mad,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;when he woke up he straight away went home lor,&lt;br /&gt;i know he's still angry.&lt;br /&gt;even now.. angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to mr teo:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe, i'm sorry baby !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you will still love me. ;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6461722771374224414?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1984778442511287369</id><published>2008-08-25T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:16:38.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my khakis went for the 5days AIMS course,&lt;br /&gt;so from today till friday, i'll have to report in the office alone.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being alone so badly.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, ron was free to meet up with me for lunch today if not i would have skipped lunch lor.&lt;br /&gt;i always have this feeling that when i'm alone,&lt;br /&gt;everyone else is staring at me even though i know they are actually not.&lt;br /&gt;i have asked sarah about this before and she shares exactly the same sentiments as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah &amp;amp; sandra might be going drinking later,&lt;br /&gt;but i decided to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;after 2-3days of staying out late,&lt;br /&gt;it's time for a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prawning on wednesday with sandra, sarah, michael, kenny &amp;amp; hopefully darling and janice.&lt;br /&gt;there better not be a change of plans.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. i cant wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole load of overdued pictures of my colleagues turned friends. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 222px" height="732" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/018-5.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 222px" height="731" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/020-4.jpg" width="324" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="732" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/022-3.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="731" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/023-3.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="732" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/026-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="729" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/027-4.jpg" width="311" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="732" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/028-4.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="732" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/029-4.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="758" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/littlemiss_sandra/024-5.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot more photos, but im lazy to upload, resize and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1984778442511287369?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1241955551557581684</id><published>2008-08-16T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:47:46.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZPiXCAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/16l8Ov3S9rU/s1600-h/n669873817_656201_9885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235107346020501506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZPiXCAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/16l8Ov3S9rU/s320/n669873817_656201_9885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZTz1cuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TpHalyHHdG4/s1600-h/n669873817_656202_205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235107347167539938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZTz1cuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TpHalyHHdG4/s320/n669873817_656202_205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZVQ0TxI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VchDMPaBiJg/s1600-h/n669873817_656214_4072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235107347557535506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZVQ0TxI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VchDMPaBiJg/s320/n669873817_656214_4072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZuyrW4I/AAAAAAAAAeY/MgkR3Kpxw10/s1600-h/n754548358_830772_1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235107354410441602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZuyrW4I/AAAAAAAAAeY/MgkR3Kpxw10/s320/n754548358_830772_1831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random photos at le bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am cooped up in the shoebox with nothing to do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so lethargic although i slept till 6pm today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qing has gone to settle some work stuff &amp;amp; i'm waiting for him to have dinner together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm always waiting.. waiting.. and waiting for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, i feel this is so meaningless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am i suppose to continue like this for the rest of my life ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm done with my make up, i'm ready to go out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he hasn't rang me up yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is always like this ! he always ask me to get ready &amp;amp; never gives me a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like i know what time he'll be done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it's always me waiting like a &lt;s&gt;bloody&lt;/s&gt; idiot for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate it, hate it so much ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wonder how much longer can i tolerate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darling has said that my heart grew bigger already,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like when she says 'what if qing drives pass got girl sitting in his car ?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told her so ? i don't care already, anyway he is always driving his colleagues, frens &amp;amp; whatsoever around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she said 'last time you not like that one leh, u always ask me go momo cus you wanna spot check on him.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, it's so ironical that when i wanna hold on so much to this relationship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it turns out otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i want is a place in his affections &amp;amp; the devotion in this relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to feel used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1241955551557581684?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1241955551557581684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1241955551557581684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1241955551557581684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1241955551557581684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-photos-at-le-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SKbWZPiXCAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/16l8Ov3S9rU/s72-c/n669873817_656201_9885.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-4238896994013940891</id><published>2008-08-13T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:36:28.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dread waking up at 7am everyday,&lt;br /&gt;when i'm awake,&lt;br /&gt;i do not feel reluctant to doll up &amp;amp; get myself to the office.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm always looking forward to 6pm,&lt;br /&gt;when i get to knock off. ;)&lt;br /&gt;why is it so ? &lt;em&gt;weird&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since i have been in a relationship,&lt;br /&gt;i have given up my social life,&lt;br /&gt;even those i just got to know,&lt;br /&gt;i gave up the chance of getting to know each other better,&lt;br /&gt;which means i gave up the chance of being friends.&lt;br /&gt;and when i say friends, i don't mean weather friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life for me has changed drastically.&lt;br /&gt;did i forget to mention that 4 of us has left le bar ?&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially out of nightlife,&lt;br /&gt;however you can visit my twin sisters &amp;amp; darling at district bar next week.&lt;br /&gt;still, tuesdays are set aside for binge drinking with whoever !&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how life will be just shuttling from home (qing's house) to work,&lt;br /&gt;back to my home and wait till 1am... 2am... 3am... till qing fetches me back to his house.&lt;br /&gt;so mundane !&lt;br /&gt;it's tiring waiting for him every night.&lt;br /&gt;i hate his job already,&lt;br /&gt;it's taking up so much of his time &amp;amp; the pay isn't fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not my job, but i hate to wait up for him every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;what should i do ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4238896994013940891?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1064115693106621869</id><published>2008-08-01T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T03:49:37.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i keep putting blogging off although at times i really really feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;reason being, i'm lazy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229082818766471730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvHmmsgjI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Lw7aAlRUJ8c/s320/DSC00156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvIDx_qoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/FfD-rHV8kNI/s1600-h/DSC00157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229082826598492802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvIDx_qoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/FfD-rHV8kNI/s320/DSC00157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvITi0CXI/AAAAAAAAAdo/__P6WYpYRPM/s1600-h/DSC00160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229082830829783410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvITi0CXI/AAAAAAAAAdo/__P6WYpYRPM/s320/DSC00160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvIvdM-bI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7-qNvi9756I/s1600-h/DSC00161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229082838322444722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvIvdM-bI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7-qNvi9756I/s320/DSC00161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i'm walking towards the right direction,&lt;br /&gt;i just walked into a door that has been opened for me.&lt;br /&gt;so uncertain, but i'm willing to give it a try &amp;amp; if it doesn't work out,&lt;br /&gt;i shall try another job.&lt;br /&gt;it was my first day in the office yesterday &amp;amp; luckily,&lt;br /&gt;there were 2other people - first day also.&lt;br /&gt;3 of us went lunch together. phew, i hate being alone.&lt;br /&gt;anybody working near tanjong pagar area wanna have lunch with me,&lt;br /&gt;ring me up on my mobile, i would be most willing ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to adjust my habitual clock, imagine me waking up at 7am ?&lt;br /&gt;i still haf schedules at le bar lor,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm trying real hard to get someone to replace me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvIwb75VI/AAAAAAAAAd4/4Jscsd-F3z4/s1600-h/29072008817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229082838585566546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvIwb75VI/AAAAAAAAAd4/4Jscsd-F3z4/s320/29072008817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been going to central to look for sarah for dinner almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;sarah didn't know how to order off the counters of subway,&lt;br /&gt;so i taught her how to one day.&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, i love subway.. can never get sick eating it&lt;br /&gt;although i only put ham, cheese, lettuce and cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;EAT FRESH ! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i caught money not enough 2 with qing &amp;amp; peeps from swift club.&lt;br /&gt;it was way better then part 1,&lt;br /&gt;i rate it 4/5 popcorns. salty ones please !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing and i brought his little brother for sakae sushi dinner,&lt;br /&gt;and the way treat him damn nice lor,&lt;br /&gt;not like how he treats me.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if this is the kind of treatment his kids will get in future. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;earlier at his mum's place, she gave me 2 brand new bags, 3 pairs of falsies, 2 eyelash glues, 5 brow pencils.&lt;br /&gt;i was so paiseh lorrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading back for my movie marathon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1064115693106621869?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1064115693106621869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1064115693106621869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1064115693106621869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1064115693106621869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-keep-putting-blogging-off-although-at.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SJFvHmmsgjI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Lw7aAlRUJ8c/s72-c/DSC00156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-3801924767796933653</id><published>2008-07-26T04:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T04:46:05.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i met up with sarah today for dinner, like always,&lt;br /&gt;she's late again, but dinner's quite yumyum !&lt;br /&gt;my first meal of the day,&lt;br /&gt;i was quite hungry by then although i tried to fill my tummy with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited for mr teo to fetch me home,&lt;br /&gt;i was done by then,&lt;br /&gt;however i dread taking the transport.&lt;br /&gt;imagine farrer park then hougang den bedok,&lt;br /&gt;pasir ris den balam road.&lt;br /&gt;i am last ! like WTF ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest gave me a mysterious thing in a plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;it looks beautiful ! me love,&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ! (none is his btw).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-3801924767796933653?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3801924767796933653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=3801924767796933653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3801924767796933653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3801924767796933653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-met-up-with-sarah-today-for-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6831245279251954051</id><published>2008-07-25T02:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T03:30:08.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i loved qing so much more ytd den any other days.&lt;br /&gt;he was super sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet !&lt;br /&gt;yalah, cus he had a tad too much to drink.&lt;br /&gt;if so, mr teo _ _ _ qing, can u please drink more next time ?&lt;br /&gt;hehe ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i met samantha at eunos,&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to take slimming pills.&lt;br /&gt;she told me to tell the doctor i wanna maintain my weight,&lt;br /&gt;but i was afraid the doctor wouldn't prescribe me the pills.&lt;br /&gt;morever i didn't wanna waste money on consultation fees if it was gonna be a failed attempt.&lt;br /&gt;so she went in alone, in hope that the doctor would give her 2months supply.&lt;br /&gt;no lor, the doctor told her she was acceptable weight already &amp;amp; said the most he could give her is 1month.&lt;br /&gt;so disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;we hopped on the bus heading to hougang (central there got alot of clinics).&lt;br /&gt;had lunch &amp;amp; i had a haircut (my fringe damn short i look like a kuku).&lt;br /&gt;we walked round &amp;amp; round,&lt;br /&gt;some cinics didn't carry the pill,&lt;br /&gt;one clinic samantha had recently visited to get slimming pills,&lt;br /&gt;some clinics were closed,&lt;br /&gt;the other clinic i was supposed to go back for check ups,&lt;br /&gt;which i didn't turn up lah, so was afraid to go in.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think that clinic overcharges,&lt;br /&gt;so we went home sweet home, fatigued from the searching.&lt;br /&gt;i give up, but i'll try another day, maybe serangoon central. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd i met sarah for dinner before heading to work,&lt;br /&gt;and so did i today !&lt;br /&gt;just that i am off today !&lt;br /&gt;had sukiyaki while she had ten don &amp;amp; we shared sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to love sashimi, erm salmon only.&lt;br /&gt;super filling lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIjTtkR5z5I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ewo2r-2jt7Y/s1600-h/24072008806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226660147349802898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIjTtkR5z5I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ewo2r-2jt7Y/s320/24072008806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally met my bestest buddy for a drink at le bar today.&lt;br /&gt;many more drinking sessions to come.&lt;br /&gt;it's been 6years &lt;s&gt;only&lt;/s&gt; and still counting.&lt;br /&gt;gunbound-ing, plaza-ing, chalet-ing, kopi-ing...&lt;br /&gt;i think back of those carefree days when our social lifes were still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIjTtzEuZ_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/x3-LIqQo3Pg/s1600-h/23072008805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226660151321061362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIjTtzEuZ_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/x3-LIqQo3Pg/s320/23072008805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, me and sarah shared to buy 36 tiny mini weeny donuts from m_ _ _ _ _ kobe (i can't remember the name).&lt;br /&gt;and seriously one cannot judge a book by it's cover.&lt;br /&gt;they are fabulous ! yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;i had 2 only lor, den sarah called sandra to bring the rest home.&lt;br /&gt;still got 29 lor ! not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i crave for steamboat now, any soup will do.&lt;br /&gt;what a glutton !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6831245279251954051?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6831245279251954051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6831245279251954051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6831245279251954051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6831245279251954051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-loved-qing-so-much-more-ytd-den-any.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIjTtkR5z5I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ewo2r-2jt7Y/s72-c/24072008806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6573008129450346048</id><published>2008-07-21T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:41:53.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkUsFGrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/hy_1-KtOdPc/s1600-h/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225166851755285170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkUsFGrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/hy_1-KtOdPc/s320/edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkpZv_PI/AAAAAAAAAcI/3XE0Nv84LZs/s1600-h/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225166857315548402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkpZv_PI/AAAAAAAAAcI/3XE0Nv84LZs/s320/edit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being unsupportive,&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna know what i'm doing &amp;amp; yet,&lt;br /&gt;there you are, wanting to remain silent, wanting to keep the truths from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi people, meet me the doormat.&lt;br /&gt;i realised i've always been overcompensating,&lt;br /&gt;whereas qing doesn't have to invest much in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;i want so much for my attentions to be reciprocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna stick to this - "anything a person chases in life runs away."&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not going to be hard up against myself again, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFIsuUpFI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vbVjQ3L2zWk/s1600-h/16072008779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225166377170805842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFIsuUpFI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vbVjQ3L2zWk/s320/16072008779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkRRjc1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/-4Wzflcb5m0/s1600-h/16072008780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225166850838721362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkRRjc1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/-4Wzflcb5m0/s320/16072008780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma-la steamboat with sarah last thursday.&lt;br /&gt;this time, we had it at bugis (not chong qing..).&lt;br /&gt;our friend recommended us the place &amp;amp; i must say,&lt;br /&gt;the soup was savoury !&lt;br /&gt;next time must bring sandra along ! ;p&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had steamboat at ahyang aka goat's house this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;as a birthday celebration for him.&lt;br /&gt;it's the 4th steamboat me &amp;amp; sarah had in like 8days ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFIw4x1uI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1qqj4aN1f_c/s1600-h/18072008799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225166378288404194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFIw4x1uI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1qqj4aN1f_c/s320/18072008799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFJBgkzKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/y29150foSOs/s1600-h/18072008801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225166382750289058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFJBgkzKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/y29150foSOs/s320/18072008801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after liquor prices increased since 1st july,&lt;br /&gt;work has became boring but luckily,&lt;br /&gt;i have the craziest colleagues &amp;amp; sisters to tide over times like this, with me.&lt;br /&gt;i was cranky that night.&lt;br /&gt;ok i admit, i was kind of into the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkqVkeEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8RzfR6Kn4bA/s1600-h/edit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225166857566451778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkqVkeEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8RzfR6Kn4bA/s320/edit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night world.&lt;br /&gt;fat fat fat fat fat fat fat,&lt;br /&gt;i'm so fat !&lt;br /&gt;i wanna try slimming pills soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6573008129450346048?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6573008129450346048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6573008129450346048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6573008129450346048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6573008129450346048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-not-being-unsupportive-i-just-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOFkUsFGrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/hy_1-KtOdPc/s72-c/edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-8570191270030151542</id><published>2008-07-14T02:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:48:39.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpQ6105ABI/AAAAAAAAAag/jETxZXKCpW8/s1600-h/13072008769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222575689701064722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpQ6105ABI/AAAAAAAAAag/jETxZXKCpW8/s320/13072008769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture ain't clear due to flash but i love the diamontes !&lt;br /&gt;it isn't too exaggerating &amp;amp; the color of the lens are pretty (it's not black).&lt;br /&gt;although gucci has a huge selection of shades with diamontes,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to be more practical by getting the pair above.&lt;br /&gt;it's a present from my auntie from river island (okie, i forced her to get it for me ;p).&lt;br /&gt;and it's the first pair of shades i have, that rest so nicely on my nose bridge,&lt;br /&gt;and still able to see my eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a dinner treat from my dearest mum at some nonya restaurant at vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;we were so cute,&lt;br /&gt;we ordered 3desserts &amp;amp; my grandparents, mum &amp;amp; auntie each took a few spoons and passed on to the next person.&lt;br /&gt;then my auntie was saying i &amp;amp; samantha looked alike,&lt;br /&gt;then my grandma intruded &amp;amp; said i look prettier because of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;samantha felt offended although it was meant as a joke,&lt;br /&gt;and started saying her pretty &amp;amp; ugly side all from my mum,&lt;br /&gt;so if she's ugly, means my mum's ugly &amp;amp; if my mum's ugly,&lt;br /&gt;then my grandma's ugly too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;kinda rude but it was funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;we all inherited 'pig nose' from my dad,&lt;br /&gt;all our noses big and flat !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pictures will come here after sandra gets them off her digi cam-&lt;br /&gt;the food was alright only &amp;amp; the portions were darn small.&lt;br /&gt;the bill came up to a whopping $200,&lt;br /&gt;which i think is not worth it at all.&lt;br /&gt;even sarah &amp;amp; sandra kept complaining about the portions,&lt;br /&gt;like 6pieces of prawns for $24, 4small pieces of beef rendang for $16,&lt;br /&gt;so impractical the prices.&lt;br /&gt;was a short &amp;amp; simple meal but i enjoyed the company of my family&lt;br /&gt;(including my grandparents &amp;amp; auntie).&lt;br /&gt;qing keep &lt;s&gt;acting&lt;/s&gt; shy lor,&lt;br /&gt;so my mum kept giving food to him.&lt;br /&gt;teeheehee, i like seeing him like this, kinda shy &amp;amp; innocent,&lt;br /&gt;but irritating also lor.&lt;br /&gt;all the food i give him he'll say ok enough already, ok i don't want already.&lt;br /&gt;come on lah baby, i know u eat way more than that ! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpQ6V7lbxI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YfRPmnXTN8M/s1600-h/13072008770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222575681139207954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpQ6V7lbxI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YfRPmnXTN8M/s320/13072008770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpQ6qbM4MI/AAAAAAAAAaY/RH3R1VKQMT8/s1600-h/13072008776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222575686640525506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpQ6qbM4MI/AAAAAAAAAaY/RH3R1VKQMT8/s320/13072008776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after shopping around vivocity after dinner we went to get ah long pancakes with egg.&lt;br /&gt;i MUST try all the flavours.&lt;br /&gt;i am always like that - when i eat something i like,&lt;br /&gt;i hafta try all the flavours ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpU0u3bvAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/nnu6Zkgc7A0/s1600-h/DSC01026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222579982799977474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpU0u3bvAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/nnu6Zkgc7A0/s320/DSC01026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpU1N0sgSI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZDbHhTQDlbg/s1600-h/DSC01034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222579991109992738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpU1N0sgSI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZDbHhTQDlbg/s320/DSC01034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty sweet treats - my birthday present from michael &amp;amp; panda.&lt;br /&gt;michael took out the chocolate tart cake which he got from laurent bernard chocolatier right after we on the lights after work on friday.&lt;br /&gt;and we started snapping &amp;amp; snapping away.&lt;br /&gt;colleagues i've barely known for 3months,&lt;br /&gt;yet they are nice &amp;amp; fun to be with.&lt;br /&gt;sarah, kelvin, michael, ahyang &amp;amp; i went for ma-la steamboat after that.&lt;br /&gt;sinful but me love. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpU1X5lBaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/aBtJJiwRBuI/s1600-h/DSC01031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222579993814828450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpU1X5lBaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/aBtJJiwRBuI/s320/DSC01031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpU1iOCxKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gRyeHjJB_EU/s1600-h/DSC01033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222579996585018530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpU1iOCxKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gRyeHjJB_EU/s320/DSC01033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOHsKl7Z9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/hTQmSrTytPE/s1600-h/12072008051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225169185507338194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOHsKl7Z9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/hTQmSrTytPE/s320/12072008051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225169187473575682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOHsR6tzwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/WBTt73WMpwE/s320/P120708_03.00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOHscV2MhI/AAAAAAAAAco/eXZSzHpeoMU/s1600-h/P120708_02.57%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOHst4wgDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VO7g0x5iJGg/s1600-h/P120708_02.57%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225169194981556274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOHst4wgDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VO7g0x5iJGg/s320/P120708_02.57%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOHtETGygI/AAAAAAAAAc4/O1cQ6h7Eg_c/s1600-h/12072008053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225169200997648898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOHtETGygI/AAAAAAAAAc4/O1cQ6h7Eg_c/s320/12072008053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOIYCw2IDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/_yI_IavfCVE/s1600-h/12072008049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225169939319889970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SIOIYCw2IDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/_yI_IavfCVE/s320/12072008049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely colleagues &amp;amp; i !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-8570191270030151542?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8570191270030151542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=8570191270030151542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/8570191270030151542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/8570191270030151542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/picture-aint-clear-due-to-flash-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHpQ6105ABI/AAAAAAAAAag/jETxZXKCpW8/s72-c/13072008769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-7868787631405314827</id><published>2008-07-11T04:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T06:50:30.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxPdlivcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3FSjfznhMfU/s1600-h/0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485328436739522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxPdlivcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3FSjfznhMfU/s320/0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxPj62VRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RzOHMPV-7Ko/s1600-h/0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485330136716562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxPj62VRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RzOHMPV-7Ko/s320/0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cutting the cake.&lt;br /&gt;I hafta cut the cake first.&lt;br /&gt;I got big fat angbaos, which i would not usually get. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Yes !&lt;em&gt; Happy Birthday to myself, hidayat &amp;amp; luke on the 9th !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two, a pre-birthday celebration, an actual day celebration &amp;amp; a belated celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Belated celebration's on sunday. Eat eat eat only.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's treating &amp;amp; my grandparents will be there too.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for sunday, heard the food's tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZwBg0n2PI/AAAAAAAAAX4/v2h-7oYj9YE/s1600-h/0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221483989275498738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZwBg0n2PI/AAAAAAAAAX4/v2h-7oYj9YE/s320/0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZwB4f2UtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/UI2FH6HxeWg/s1600-h/0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221483995630818002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZwB4f2UtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/UI2FH6HxeWg/s320/0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZwCDqtSlI/AAAAAAAAAYI/R0wxdsPOudQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221483998629153362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221483145588267682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZvQZ16WqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/eeSlCMchcdw/s320/0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481843841148018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZuEodNpHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/6NiaypXYOoc/s320/0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZuFpofmlI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iWTJGgIO7Kc/s1600-h/0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481861336767058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZuFpofmlI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iWTJGgIO7Kc/s320/0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZuF9cfUeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Wbf-2yscqwo/s1600-h/0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481866655125986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZuF9cfUeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Wbf-2yscqwo/s320/0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZuGM4IjrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/X_PNOiqWJw4/s1600-h/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481870797606578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZuGM4IjrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/X_PNOiqWJw4/s320/0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxO2WPETI/AAAAAAAAAYg/bM9ALiC0Rac/s1600-h/0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485317903552818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxO2WPETI/AAAAAAAAAYg/bM9ALiC0Rac/s320/0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures talk.. celebrated at Le Bar,&lt;br /&gt;so what else but drink drink drink ?&lt;br /&gt;i was happy qing dearest made it on time before the cake was cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxP4BzUdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/J-ZZHI9cL3g/s1600-h/012+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485335534588370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxP4BzUdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/J-ZZHI9cL3g/s320/012+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 271px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC01019.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite present &amp;amp; my simple 21st from/with dearest, i hope it stays in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHaRjxPpSkI/AAAAAAAAAaI/olTpOSgqyNM/s1600-h/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221520861683075650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHaRjxPpSkI/AAAAAAAAAaI/olTpOSgqyNM/s320/0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the 3annoying ones. me still love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY PRE-BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION ON THE 1st&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my lovely cousin and maybe sisters ? for the planning,&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself and i hope they did.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dunno what the eff is wrong with my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;real real bad hair day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1fSKMKzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/4mZSEhi90uQ/s1600-h/n550047045_1038337_8532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221489998293642034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1fSKMKzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/4mZSEhi90uQ/s320/n550047045_1038337_8532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1frA5-4I/AAAAAAAAAZI/M3M9ixZeSAU/s1600-h/n550047045_1038338_9022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221490004965587842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1frA5-4I/AAAAAAAAAZI/M3M9ixZeSAU/s320/n550047045_1038338_9022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1fo0ac7I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/yfUUjD82mf8/s1600-h/n550047045_1038339_9479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221490004376318898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1fo0ac7I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/yfUUjD82mf8/s320/n550047045_1038339_9479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1f78bS5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/Vglfy3HXN-w/s1600-h/n550047045_1038367_6491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221490009510202258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1f78bS5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/Vglfy3HXN-w/s320/n550047045_1038367_6491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1gOGEZdI/AAAAAAAAAZg/r67c7x_ZthQ/s1600-h/n550047045_1038368_6957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221490014382482898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ1gOGEZdI/AAAAAAAAAZg/r67c7x_ZthQ/s320/n550047045_1038368_6957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ2FmPlf9I/AAAAAAAAAZo/3iJeYXc34MM/s1600-h/n550047045_1038369_4545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221490656520011730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ2FmPlf9I/AAAAAAAAAZo/3iJeYXc34MM/s320/n550047045_1038369_4545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ2F5kLt3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/eCAEflMLfco/s1600-h/n550047045_1038461_9801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221490661706676082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="239" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ2F5kLt3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/eCAEflMLfco/s320/n550047045_1038461_9801.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ2GLqXmGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fHUs4l5_ShY/s1600-h/n550047045_1038366_6019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221490666564458594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ2GLqXmGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fHUs4l5_ShY/s320/n550047045_1038366_6019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at Le Bar initially &amp;amp; we were seated at beat bar&lt;br /&gt;(2nd level which usually plays house music),&lt;br /&gt;however it was a tuesday so there was live band.&lt;br /&gt;photos were very few cus i haven't grabbed from darling &amp;amp; yihui hasn't sent me.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn sickening lah,&lt;br /&gt;to have the band announce my name &amp;amp; say it's my birthday then singing a song for me.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was singing along &amp;amp; we had champange complimentary from Le Bar. :)&lt;br /&gt;felt kinda weird cus i didn't like the attention i was having,&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't know where i could hide my face.&lt;br /&gt;i was forced to open the present from marissa &amp;amp; anthony &amp;amp; take a photo with it.&lt;br /&gt;(la senza's lingerie, sexy &amp;amp; it's hot pink, i love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ45EcKScI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7TS-1Mpmb4g/s1600-h/qn550047045_1038462_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221493739822401986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZ45EcKScI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7TS-1Mpmb4g/s320/qn550047045_1038462_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to cherry thai disco aftermath&lt;br /&gt;(cus my cousins crazy about cherry i dunno why)!&lt;br /&gt;actually marissa had a motive.&lt;br /&gt;i requested to go to the toilet &amp;amp; she was saying, after the next song..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna listen to the next song..&lt;br /&gt;so okay i sat there like an idiot &amp;amp; the next song was a birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;all the singers came over to our table to sing lah,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know where to bury my head again !&lt;br /&gt;all was fun fun fun !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when the alcohol kicked in, it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;qing say one, he's sucha spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7868787631405314827?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7868787631405314827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7868787631405314827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7868787631405314827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7868787631405314827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-cutting-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHZxPdlivcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3FSjfznhMfU/s72-c/0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-466501225560181286</id><published>2008-07-07T06:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:00:59.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was supposed to go to sentosa for le bar's outing,&lt;br /&gt;however, i couldn't drag myself outta bed.&lt;br /&gt;sarah &amp;amp; sandra didn't "bomb" my phone till i woke up &amp;amp; i guessed i missed out all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEeB0BgRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VlsJ2mlwccc/s1600-h/DSC01011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220028725772517650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEeB0BgRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VlsJ2mlwccc/s320/DSC01011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i got to satisfy my craving for tomyam steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;qing brought me to bugis for it at 12am (it was dinner &amp;amp; we haven't eaten the whole day!)&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why, and i secretly felt happy as he doesn't like eating steamboats !&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna satisfy my crave for ma-la steamboat over at smith street soon. ;)&lt;br /&gt;sarah... sandra... when you free ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEc6t6KLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/4a4NHNwDiEw/s1600-h/DSC01009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220028706687953074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEc6t6KLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/4a4NHNwDiEw/s320/DSC01009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEdY-9cvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7LV6nK-KnoM/s1600-h/DSC01010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220028714812535538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEdY-9cvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7LV6nK-KnoM/s320/DSC01010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AHJACK ON THE 4th !&lt;br /&gt;so many july babies, and i'm next !&lt;br /&gt;i see so many weird birthday cakes.. i hope i get a decent one.&lt;br /&gt;ok, at least mine was a decent mango cake bought by sarah last tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;i have to acknowledge that she has been so nice to have bought it,&lt;br /&gt;cus she has been complaining to me that always they (my sisters or cousins) buy cake for me,&lt;br /&gt;and i never buy for them before.&lt;br /&gt;but why should i buy when mummy gets it ? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEdocTjaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/UjgWVKD_y7k/s1600-h/DSC01005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220028718962150818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEdocTjaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/UjgWVKD_y7k/s320/DSC01005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was asking michael to shoot me while i pose as if i'm gonna take an aim on the darts board.&lt;br /&gt;however, all failed attempts.&lt;br /&gt;he looks so funny with his mimiyan i practically lose my pose everytime.&lt;br /&gt;and this is what i got......... fugly !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-466501225560181286?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/466501225560181286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=466501225560181286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/466501225560181286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/466501225560181286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/was-supposed-to-go-to-sentosa-for-le.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SHFEeB0BgRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VlsJ2mlwccc/s72-c/DSC01011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6759090299083628169</id><published>2008-07-01T04:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:34:48.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;qing gave me 2kisses on my forehead this morning before he left for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he told me he's coming back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and asked me not to anyhow run,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cus he'll be buying dinner for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am rewriting &amp;amp; at the same time updating this post,&lt;br /&gt;on thursday, 3rd july, 4.19pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;patiently awaiting for qing to be home with my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, qing ask me to decide where we would have our dinner &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(he never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;decides)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and i suggested teppanyaki.&lt;br /&gt;i had a craving for the garlic mushroom set.&lt;br /&gt;however, they finished selling the mushroom sets already,&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to walk around to have other food for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;darn, everywhere was so packed &amp;amp; the queues were soooooo long,&lt;br /&gt;we walked from wisma to taka then to paragon,&lt;br /&gt;den settled for spageddies,&lt;br /&gt;although i'm not a big fan of italian food &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(i told you he never decides !)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_xSmJMMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nkXl5dMIz3A/s1600-h/DSC00971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218686552997703874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_xSmJMMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nkXl5dMIz3A/s320/DSC00971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vegetable sizzlelini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyM6Jc_7EI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Nkm9HmiDnBg/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218700998813412418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyM6Jc_7EI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Nkm9HmiDnBg/s320/DSC00972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing's crayfish parmigiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to zijie's house for mahjong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyMq0vG2uI/AAAAAAAAAVg/QinOPxnoP3c/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;den headed home for movie marathon till 6am.&lt;br /&gt;i will never make decisions to have dinner along orchard on a sunday again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day (monday), headed to le bar for staff meeting.&lt;br /&gt;qing came and pick me up after the meeting,&lt;br /&gt;cus i told him i'll be tagging along to wherever he goes,&lt;br /&gt;just for that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was sooooooo nice to bring me to wisma again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said "ytd never eat ur mushroom teppanyaki, so today i bring u here to eat lah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to my disappontment, sold out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like wtf ? ^%$#^&amp;amp;%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this time round, i settled for the fish set while he had his usual black pepper pork set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satisfying enough but i was still craving for my garlic mushroom set.&lt;br /&gt;after the clock struck 12,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGlBTHTsCKI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Nlc7K-15bjA/s1600-h/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217773439920375970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGlBTHTsCKI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Nlc7K-15bjA/s320/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_v4nTWCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PAVi9Gl6HLQ/s1600-h/DSC00980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218686528843372578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_v4nTWCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PAVi9Gl6HLQ/s320/DSC00980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday to my dearest teo zhiqing !&lt;br /&gt;i knew you when u were 25 and now you're 27.&lt;br /&gt;my old man, i love you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_wdSym5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eCJ_ee1IuuU/s1600-h/DSC00978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218686538689452946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_wdSym5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eCJ_ee1IuuU/s320/DSC00978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_wuq0-ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-mDnQiCnAfM/s1600-h/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218686543353674130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_wuq0-ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-mDnQiCnAfM/s320/DSC00977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at pudong (some sort of ktv nightclub),&lt;br /&gt;where qing met some of his frens.&lt;br /&gt;they were just talking in the room,&lt;br /&gt;i would have sang songs lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_wdSym5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eCJ_ee1IuuU/s1600-h/DSC00978.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_wuq0-ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-mDnQiCnAfM/s1600-h/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_xOKu0RI/AAAAAAAAAUg/AVoKcGHA7oY/s1600-h/DSC00976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218686551808987410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_xOKu0RI/AAAAAAAAAUg/AVoKcGHA7oY/s320/DSC00976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;display of creativity, his ex-colleagues made him this fruit cake.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, sure looks like my qing right ?&lt;br /&gt;we left the place around 2am,&lt;br /&gt;and movie marathon-ed till 6am.&lt;br /&gt;it's like a routine already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, i think qing eat snake at work instead of taking leave lor.&lt;br /&gt;he was home &amp;amp; was sleeping till i shook him up from his sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;yay ! we were going to indulgz bistro for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;but because of the huge detour we had to take (had to go cck first !),&lt;br /&gt;qing &amp;amp; i had a red birthday egg each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHkxnwoUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dkuqYwl5DLs/s1600-h/DSC00984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218695134080704834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHkxnwoUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dkuqYwl5DLs/s320/DSC00984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cus it's his birthday eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think each member in his family had to eat 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHlCNnjHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xFJmIXkuv5s/s1600-h/DSC00985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218695138534460530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHlCNnjHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xFJmIXkuv5s/s320/DSC00985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHllNexYI/AAAAAAAAAVI/H-csGLU7eF8/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218695147929126274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHllNexYI/AAAAAAAAAVI/H-csGLU7eF8/s320/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHl0ZiJTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UH2sawDENg8/s1600-h/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;his peach mango smoothie and my virgin sex on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are always candid photos of him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but none of me cus he's always "busy" sms-ing or gaming at the dining table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHmMA_gqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/QTzjq7qINnA/s1600-h/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218695158345728674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyHmMA_gqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/QTzjq7qINnA/s320/DSC00988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGx_xSmJMMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nkXl5dMIz3A/s1600-h/DSC00971.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;qing's crispy pasta with cream sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think this dish is weird,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probably a fusion of chinese &amp;amp; italian cus qing says the noodles taste like ee-mian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyTPoIMaUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/D3-U-JtgW0I/s1600-h/DSC00989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218707964894669122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyTPoIMaUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/D3-U-JtgW0I/s320/DSC00989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my japanese curry baked rice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;filled with chicken chunks, carrot, potato &amp;amp; mushrooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely more appetising than qing's one. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even its looks are more aesthetically appealing !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyUlOrjweI/AAAAAAAAAWA/7dGYvYoPDpw/s1600-h/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218709435532427746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyUlOrjweI/AAAAAAAAAWA/7dGYvYoPDpw/s320/DSC00986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGyUWH-gXyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/HgKAdHgtCfY/s1600-h/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spicy chicken bolognise with melted cheese fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give 2thumbs up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i headed to le bar then cherry for my pre-birthday celebration,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with my cousins &amp;amp; some friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was an enjoyable night, although i hoped i could have accompanied qing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he did'nt wanna join me anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so not my fault for neglecting him on his birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank marissa &amp;amp; the rest (i dunno who),&lt;br /&gt;for making the celebration a pleasant surprise (i love surprises).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were loads of pictures taken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however they are all over - with marissa, darling &amp;amp; yihui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they havent sent me any yet !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will upload when i receive them. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: i love the present from marissa. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6759090299083628169?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6759090299083628169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6759090299083628169' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-283246885187271092</id><published>2008-06-27T06:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:45:50.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12 DAYS TO MY BIRTHDAY YO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARE 21st BIRTHDAYS MEANT TO BE MEMORABLE ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 371px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="765" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC00946.jpg" width="371" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra claimed this was yummy,&lt;br /&gt;but i think it's normal.&lt;br /&gt;it's oyster sauce tunghoon with kangkong, crabsticks &amp;amp; tau pok.&lt;br /&gt;we were thinking where to head to for supper after work today,&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking more of the ma-la or tom yam steamboat's side.&lt;br /&gt;however, sandra was rambling on and on about the tunghoon she cooked for ahber this morning.&lt;br /&gt;anyway had to send marissa, anthony, melvin &amp;amp; kenny home,&lt;br /&gt;so we headed to shop &amp;amp; save to get the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;the drunkards had a helluva time blasting loud music and &lt;s&gt;screaming&lt;/s&gt; talking to each other,&lt;br /&gt;i swear i could haf met with an accident.&lt;br /&gt;i ate supper.. .. i sinned.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pig's kidney vermicelli with melvin on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;i was too bored at home &amp;amp; no one wanna accompany for dinner !&lt;br /&gt;not even samantha !&lt;br /&gt;i was starving, till i finally laid my hand's on this bowl of heavenly noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 371px; HEIGHT: 256px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC00926.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i purposely posted this pic up to make sarah feel jealous.&lt;br /&gt;i called qing when i was about to go home,&lt;br /&gt;to see if he needed me to packet anything for him.&lt;br /&gt;he never fails to be cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;he told me to let him think for awhile and that he'll call me back.&lt;br /&gt;who knows when he called,&lt;br /&gt;he was already at where i was to pick me home.&lt;br /&gt;we picked up alot of titbits at the petrol station.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate his effort for picking me up. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an argument with qing ytd night after a hard night of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the effects of alcohol,&lt;br /&gt;and i knew it was unfair to him.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't suppress the overwhelming feelings i had inside me,&lt;br /&gt;i dislike the fact that i've been ignored,&lt;br /&gt;i detest that he always digresses from the principal line of argument.&lt;br /&gt;i can never have enough place in his affections.&lt;br /&gt;made a scene in his room, and called sarah crying on the phone to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;sarah's such a dear, she really picked me up like what ? 5am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 268px" height="1025" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC00945.jpg" width="366" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this present from john last christmas,&lt;br /&gt;and attached with it was a card which says he feels that i've been shedding too many tears,&lt;br /&gt;and it shouldn't be happening to a "lovely" girl like me.&lt;br /&gt;it says that he won't always be around whenever i'm feeling down,&lt;br /&gt;and so he gave me a teardrop of his ( it's not a bean ;p).&lt;br /&gt;i felt weird to be awake this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;i felt like crying.&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed so so unfamiliar even though i was in my own house.&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting sms-es from qing &amp;amp; received none.&lt;br /&gt;i became the loser and succumbed to texting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno where i'm gonna sleep tonight -&lt;br /&gt;maybe in the room alone ( sandra claims that the room is hers now ),&lt;br /&gt;or maybe on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;and this lonely night, i reminicse the days when qing stayed over at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 DAYS TO QING'S 27th BIRTHDAY YO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-283246885187271092?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/283246885187271092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGDzmBW4SrI/AAAAAAAAATs/tlbiFUhEpjE/s1600-h/P23-06-08_16.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215436203020012210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SGDzmBW4SrI/AAAAAAAAATs/tlbiFUhEpjE/s320/P23-06-08_16.14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF_2XGTjemI/AAAAAAAAATk/k4hbzWO_5gU/s1600-h/P23-06-08_16.14%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215157770208377442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF_2XGTjemI/AAAAAAAAATk/k4hbzWO_5gU/s320/P23-06-08_16.14%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in sarah's gigantic sunglasses, to hide my naked face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sarah picked me up from qing's house before we proceeded to fetch sandra from school.&lt;br /&gt;it's like i finally can drive. ;)&lt;br /&gt;headed home to make up for work,&lt;br /&gt;and sarah fetched me to work.&lt;br /&gt;qing fetched me from le bar and we had supper.&lt;br /&gt;i am home now.&lt;br /&gt;ok, good night !&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4643084979889563561?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4643084979889563561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=4643084979889563561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4643084979889563561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4643084979889563561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF648eh83qI/AAAAAAAAATM/oHBGW1GVKFI/s320/DSC00923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a super slack sunday !&lt;br /&gt;bought dinner up for me &amp;amp; qing,&lt;br /&gt;while i proceeded to watch movies online &amp;amp; he playing the ds lite.&lt;br /&gt;i even thought about dropping the idea of prawning,&lt;br /&gt;but still we went on with it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm home now after 4hours of prawning.&lt;br /&gt;qing has not been good !&lt;br /&gt;he abandoned me with mouse &amp;amp; baba,&lt;br /&gt;while he was nintendo-ing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;and when the battery died,&lt;br /&gt;he even went to his car to charge it.&lt;br /&gt;2times somemore and he had me on that he was going to the loo.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, go toilet my foot !&lt;br /&gt;he didn't even lift his eyes of the ds lite,&lt;br /&gt;when i was struggling to keep the rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, you change already ! grrr. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just because we are almost 23months old,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't needa do this, do that, do this and do that for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF648nM5dzI/AAAAAAAAATU/Sc647GPE5l8/s1600-h/DSC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214808769996355378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF648nM5dzI/AAAAAAAAATU/Sc647GPE5l8/s320/DSC00909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this baby catfishes are u-g-l-y,&lt;br /&gt;and it's super ugly.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised today, even though i use them most of the times when i prawn,&lt;br /&gt;that they look like lizards.&lt;br /&gt;i hate lizards and i wished they were extinct like dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;ok i hate lizards cus im scared of them.&lt;br /&gt;close range encounters with them never fails to send the shivers down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i focus on lizards whenever i walk near walls and when i'm using public toilets&lt;br /&gt;and i can spot lizards very easily.&lt;br /&gt;i stop in my tracks when i see one,&lt;br /&gt;and see if it's giving way to me - which means it runs and hide in a spot i cannot see it,&lt;br /&gt;or i hafta make a dash across it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;they have sticky pads, which are not put to good use whenever they move about quickly.&lt;br /&gt;they always fall of from the walls instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to qing, i almost had a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;i saw something running up the door when he was walking through the door,&lt;br /&gt;and he was supposed to close the door but he asked me to do it,&lt;br /&gt;cus he was glued to the ds lite.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i did, and the lizard was behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;i yelled not too loudly and ran towards the room.&lt;br /&gt;i told him to close the door for me, and to close the room windows first.&lt;br /&gt;he keeps laughing at me now, saying that my expression was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a mean and so fucking not romantic bf i've got. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-3165985957903672388?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3165985957903672388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=3165985957903672388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3165985957903672388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3165985957903672388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-super-slack-sunday-bought-dinner-up.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF648eh83qI/AAAAAAAAATM/oHBGW1GVKFI/s72-c/DSC00923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1413174434723921209</id><published>2008-06-20T17:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T04:52:25.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random entry on Random things ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i feel so relieved that my eyes do not hurt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;few days ago, qing was clearing his email,&lt;br /&gt;and i was reading this email which has really gross pictures.&lt;br /&gt;maybe many of you have read it before. lol.&lt;br /&gt;it's about a guy thinking that dust has went into his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;thus he keeps rubbing it.&lt;br /&gt;however, his eyes reddens over the next few days,&lt;br /&gt;and it became painful.&lt;br /&gt;he consulted a doctor whom suggested that he would hafta go through an operation,&lt;br /&gt;as the doctor suspected a growth or tumor.&lt;br /&gt;it turns out that it was an insect egg that flew into his eye,&lt;br /&gt;and the egg had already hatched.&lt;br /&gt;imagine a worm living in ? behind ? the flesh of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;and it really wasn't a small worm.&lt;br /&gt;ewwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if these emails can be fabricated so easily, with the help of photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j0oaFivI/AAAAAAAAASM/O0-z9H2D8EY/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433699416083186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j0oaFivI/AAAAAAAAASM/O0-z9H2D8EY/s320/DSC00881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing comes home more often in the evening to take a short nap/break,&lt;br /&gt;before heading off for his next appointment,&lt;br /&gt;depending on his different daily schedules.&lt;br /&gt;i like it when he comes home.&lt;br /&gt;mostly, we would watch a movie or two online,&lt;br /&gt;before i get thrown in the shoebox alone,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for him to be back again.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice especially when he buys dinner home.&lt;br /&gt;that's my punggol nasi lemak he got for me.&lt;br /&gt;he keeps complaining im fat &amp;amp; yet he puts so many dishes.&lt;br /&gt;my mummy only puts 3dishes the maximum lor.&lt;br /&gt;i know he's afraid i'll go hungry. ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j05GGHmI/AAAAAAAAASU/QS4yIhjRWLM/s1600-h/DSC00885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433703895637602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j05GGHmI/AAAAAAAAASU/QS4yIhjRWLM/s320/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now at le bar, we have uniforms for this week &amp;amp; the next,&lt;br /&gt;to promote the euro cup.&lt;br /&gt;work hours has been cut down by an hour or two everyday,&lt;br /&gt;because le bar is expecting lesser crowd due to the euro cup -&lt;br /&gt;everyone stay home watch soccer.&lt;br /&gt;the t-shirt is very comfortable &amp;amp; what i like about it is we get to wear caps and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;on usual days, caps, t-shirts, shorts and slippers are not allowed to be worn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j1tX5HWI/AAAAAAAAASs/VP1IcaGvuWg/s1600-h/DSC008981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433717928926562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j1tX5HWI/AAAAAAAAASs/VP1IcaGvuWg/s320/DSC008981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j1MPXWlI/AAAAAAAAASc/qWjOpArsvLA/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433709034789458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j1MPXWlI/AAAAAAAAASc/qWjOpArsvLA/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys should seriously try walking in high-heels.&lt;br /&gt;it isn't easy for guys to walk for a few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;den how about us walking around in them for a few hours ?&lt;br /&gt;donovan exchanged footwear with me,&lt;br /&gt;cus i kept complaining that my feet hurt &amp;amp; he couldnt even stand properly.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night supper was sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1kH6GJ35I/AAAAAAAAAS8/PZWj7-we4_M/s1600-h/P21-06-08_04.03%5B01%5D+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214434030581833618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1kH6GJ35I/AAAAAAAAAS8/PZWj7-we4_M/s320/P21-06-08_04.03%5B01%5D+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1kH8PSF7I/AAAAAAAAATE/AOy6oPKKvfs/s1600-h/P21-06-08_04.02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214434031156991922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1kH8PSF7I/AAAAAAAAATE/AOy6oPKKvfs/s320/P21-06-08_04.02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qingdidnt come and pick me up from work,&lt;br /&gt;so i suggested going for soup at the nearby market at qing's house as sarah was driving me home.&lt;br /&gt;all we could find was prawn noodles &amp;amp; settled for it.&lt;br /&gt;hello ! we finished the whole bowl leh !&lt;br /&gt;but come to think of it, it wasn't really a big bowl.&lt;br /&gt;after eating i went home and caught qing watching movie online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j1RD4MdI/AAAAAAAAASk/G9slvWQjTC8/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433710328787410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j1RD4MdI/AAAAAAAAASk/G9slvWQjTC8/s320/DSC00900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder he dowan fetch me home.&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;so i went over to irritate him,&lt;br /&gt;cus his life wouldn't be fun without me being irritating ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;although i know i piss him off sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i know he still loves me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1kH43V-TI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7WkpDrxUNT8/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214434030251276594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1kH43V-TI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7WkpDrxUNT8/s320/DSC00902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: qing's car plate came out 2nd prize for today's 4d but he didn't buy. humph.&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: i have lots photos but am lazy to upload &amp;amp; will do so IF i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;p/p/p/s:time for online movie with qing now, at ths unearthly hour - 0451.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1413174434723921209?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1413174434723921209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1413174434723921209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1413174434723921209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1413174434723921209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-entry-on-random-things-firstly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SF1j0oaFivI/AAAAAAAAASM/O0-z9H2D8EY/s72-c/DSC00881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6967244719887337403</id><published>2008-06-17T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:32:50.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had this for dinner !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFeyiN15FBI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4p_eRpF62pc/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212831394605634578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFeyiN15FBI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4p_eRpF62pc/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;japanese maggi noodles.&lt;br /&gt;savoury &amp;amp; filling !&lt;br /&gt;look at the way it's packaged,&lt;br /&gt;very convenient for consumers.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the packet that sandra bought for ah ber seems appetising too.&lt;br /&gt;i shall try all the different flavours. heh.&lt;br /&gt;cus ahqing say bring me for grocery shopping at meidi-ya tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a horrible argument with ahqing ytd night.&lt;br /&gt;was so angry when i asked him why he was so stress,&lt;br /&gt;and he replied me i got headache.&lt;br /&gt;i hate his attitude. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, he pacified me and i cooled down.&lt;br /&gt;i was crying hard for an hour plus, cus i was so irritated with qing, myself, everything.&lt;br /&gt;for a moment i wanted to give up on everything,&lt;br /&gt;which i am glad i did not.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in a 'million' years, he hugged me to sleep. ;)&lt;br /&gt;it's not that im trapped in past relationships,&lt;br /&gt;but qing is a really weird guy,&lt;br /&gt;it's like im always yearning for the sweetness, the hugs &amp;amp; the kisses,&lt;br /&gt;which he will oblige to when instructed.&lt;br /&gt;like when i say kiss me, den he kisses. (=.=)&lt;br /&gt;however im still thinking of staying back at my home, instead of his house.&lt;br /&gt;feels so pointless waking up everyday &amp;amp; cabbing home, den cab to work.&lt;br /&gt;i hafta stop this excessive spending on cabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFeyh27EvaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/MY8b5-BTfBQ/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212831388453354914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFeyh27EvaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/MY8b5-BTfBQ/s320/DSC00865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my swollen right feet, i deserved for being caught in a brawl at my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;hurts darn much when i walk with slippers.&lt;br /&gt;sarah or sandra, i forgotten who exclaimed that i look like i just had been raped,&lt;br /&gt;from the way i walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFeyieo7m9I/AAAAAAAAASE/gpKs2jXI04U/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212831399114677202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFeyieo7m9I/AAAAAAAAASE/gpKs2jXI04U/s320/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still considering if i wanna go le bar tonight to get my pay.&lt;br /&gt;feel so lazy &amp;amp; moodless when i think i hafta travel alone by bus den mrt.&lt;br /&gt;i want to &amp;amp; have to cut down on cabs.&lt;br /&gt;gonna do face mask tonight.&lt;br /&gt;the black mask is from shiseido &amp;amp; was meant to be for removing blackheads on the nose.&lt;br /&gt;i tried it on my whole face &amp;amp; guess what ?&lt;br /&gt;it acts like  wax. the mask pulls off almost all the facial hair on the face,&lt;br /&gt;leaving it very very smooth.&lt;br /&gt;i told sarah &amp;amp; sandra and they tried it too.&lt;br /&gt;its so funny i read sandra's blog &amp;amp; saw a photo they took with the mask on also.&lt;br /&gt;my sisters are the best, the bond between us is unbeatable and they only like me to go home when they are hungry. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why im typing like a 7year old kid today.. .. ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6967244719887337403?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6967244719887337403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6967244719887337403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6967244719887337403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6967244719887337403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-had-this-for-dinner-japanese-maggi.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFeyiN15FBI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4p_eRpF62pc/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-3093440135691704181</id><published>2008-06-16T04:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:23:25.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFWBH3pjh8I/AAAAAAAAARU/d_r8T3J53AY/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212214115948529602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFWBH3pjh8I/AAAAAAAAARU/d_r8T3J53AY/s320/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i always put up photos of me &amp;amp; sarah,&lt;br /&gt;not because she is my favourite sister but because i spend soooooo much time with her.&lt;br /&gt;im using her sony ericsson hp now,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i still cant figure which mode to use at which times.&lt;br /&gt;darn sony ericsson ain't user friendly,&lt;br /&gt;cus i have to send my photos individually by bluetooth,&lt;br /&gt;or am i that time till i can't find the mark tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFWBt1lw8tI/AAAAAAAAARs/SY4GYRT9roc/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212214768230789842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFWBt1lw8tI/AAAAAAAAARs/SY4GYRT9roc/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite masks, good and cheap, arrived in the mail a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;any recommendations &amp;amp; it shall be the anti-acne, birdnest &amp;amp; peppermint.&lt;br /&gt;when girls do masks, they lie back relax and watch tv or use the computer or whatever,&lt;br /&gt;but today when i did my eyemasks i was sweeping qing's room,&lt;br /&gt;and while i was doing my facial mask,&lt;br /&gt;i had to go hang my clothes. ;(&lt;br /&gt;qing's getting lazy, i wonder what his room will become without me,&lt;br /&gt;although i throw my things around, i will still pack when i cannot stand the mess anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope he knows what it feels like without me around,&lt;br /&gt;and learn to appreciate me.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i've blogged a few days ago that he was giving in alot to me,&lt;br /&gt;but now i feel he's been blowing cold &amp;amp; hot which is agonizing and very very contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i said i can take cab home after work myself,&lt;br /&gt;but the other day when i was working i was wondering how come he havent called me,&lt;br /&gt;and when i called him, he was home already.&lt;br /&gt;he should have at least had the courtesy to have informed me.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to feel angry, i wanted to feel upset but i knew i didn't have to.&lt;br /&gt;why ? because i have already became accustomed to it.&lt;br /&gt;even now when i talk to him,&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't bother to reply,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll have to repeat so many times to him ''why i talk to you you dont wanna talk to me ?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends around perceive that we're a very good couple, very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;it's their perception !&lt;br /&gt;i've got to look for a job &amp;amp; then we would have to adjust to it.&lt;br /&gt;it would be a test to our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;if we are meant to be, we will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFWBHFdQcTI/AAAAAAAAARE/MkezzufIsdo/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212214102475174194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFWBHFdQcTI/AAAAAAAAARE/MkezzufIsdo/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;i have a fetish for japanese or korean snacks these days.&lt;br /&gt;baby buys few of them home occasionally but but i still loveeeeeee the one on the left, the purple one.&lt;br /&gt;i swear they are so yummy, maybe to my tastebuds only la,&lt;br /&gt;but samantha likes that too.&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeee going to japanese supermarkets or even petrol stations,&lt;br /&gt;to look at their shelves &amp;amp; shelves of japanese or korean snacks.&lt;br /&gt;their packagings are so pretty and me &amp;amp; my sisters buy judging on the packaging.&lt;br /&gt;its time consuming to look at the english tags of anything or everything,&lt;br /&gt;but it's very fun.&lt;br /&gt;den we'll know oh this is kimchi flavor, oh this is chocolate, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFWBIRLnoFI/AAAAAAAAARc/v4JsNmxgX-Y/s1600-h/DSC00854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212214122802290770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SFWBIRLnoFI/AAAAAAAAARc/v4JsNmxgX-Y/s320/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated my grandmum's birthday at novotel earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;photos are with sandra, so will be back to update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-3093440135691704181?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3093440135691704181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=3093440135691704181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-5383122587983929156</id><published>2008-06-10T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:04:37.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SE5OiAf9zAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/4tkC8CkqDcU/s1600-h/DSC0082111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210188165070834690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SE5OiAf9zAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/4tkC8CkqDcU/s320/DSC0082111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello ! haven't been blogging for quite a long time already.&lt;br /&gt;i was so caught up with studying for my exams.&lt;br /&gt;finally 3papers cleared, with 1 more to go this coming thursday.&lt;br /&gt;i planned for a 2weeks break before officially looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;i hate this part, cus i still don't know what to do with my life,&lt;br /&gt;or rather, what i wanna do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, qing bought a ds lite,&lt;br /&gt;and i don't care. it's mine.&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been staying home till late,&lt;br /&gt;with both of us hogging the psp and ds lite.&lt;br /&gt;if not it will be going out for movie, jb or supper and more suppers.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that he is more accomodating nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sooooo happy that he's by my side.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, happy 22months to myself and qing on the 8th !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SE5OirubeXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1wq6CL-QpMs/s1600-h/DSC008313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210188176674224498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SE5OirubeXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1wq6CL-QpMs/s320/DSC008313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go off, i'm helping sarah to advertise her blog.&lt;br /&gt;xanga.com/callmewhatyoulike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-5383122587983929156?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5383122587983929156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=5383122587983929156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5383122587983929156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5383122587983929156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-havent-been-blogging-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SE5OiAf9zAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/4tkC8CkqDcU/s72-c/DSC0082111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-4407097381271018822</id><published>2008-06-02T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:50:59.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is payday ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;but i havent got time to go down to collet my cheque.&lt;br /&gt;probably will get the cheque when i go to work on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206968602548019490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SELeWzd8oSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/SWKGmnykUKs/s320/DSC00802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was writing notes for tuesday's paper when my pen ink started getting fainter and fainter,&lt;br /&gt;and i had to use more strength to write.&lt;br /&gt;so i got frustrated &amp;amp; threw my books aside.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, coincidentally qing went to mustafa that night,&lt;br /&gt;and i asked him to get me a pen and sharp-tip highlighters.&lt;br /&gt;see what he got me ?&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking how the eff am i gonna write with the pen.&lt;br /&gt;i think holding it would be a big problem already.&lt;br /&gt;thank god, he did buy 2 normal sized pens &amp;amp; my sharp tip highlighters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SELeVjd8oPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/mKrRE0oJZeM/s1600-h/DSC00806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206968581073182962" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" height="293" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SELeVjd8oPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/mKrRE0oJZeM/s320/DSC00806.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SELeWTd8oQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kfQU089LMF8/s1600-h/DSC00814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206968593958084866" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" height="293" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SELeWTd8oQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kfQU089LMF8/s320/DSC00814.JPG" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SELeWjd8oRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/0d3gn7jweJw/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206968598253052178" style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" height="264" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SELeWjd8oRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/0d3gn7jweJw/s320/DSC00816.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTH ? PSP EATS BF !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;how i wish i could swap places.&lt;br /&gt;i be the psp &amp;amp; the psp be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i feel like drinking soup now !&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: baby promised prawning next sunday !&lt;br /&gt;p/p/p/s: baby's saying oh yeah, smack me hard. smack me, smack me.. .. ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4407097381271018822?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4407097381271018822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=4407097381271018822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4407097381271018822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4407097381271018822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-is-payday-but-i-havent-got-time.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SELeWzd8oSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/SWKGmnykUKs/s72-c/DSC00802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-382495668368247615</id><published>2008-06-01T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:21:30.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorethroat's so contagious !&lt;br /&gt;i've got sorethroat ! it's been 3days.&lt;br /&gt;all because i drank sandra's coke on tuesday although using different straws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SEF3kjd8oOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zF0oVOB6R6M/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206574114096849122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SEF3kjd8oOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zF0oVOB6R6M/s320/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at charcoal with this guy.&lt;br /&gt;i practically had 4plates of food to myself - kimchi, potato, abalone mushrooms &amp;amp; pig's tongue.&lt;br /&gt;too bad no beef !&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine how tasty the beef would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im home now. so early. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but i feel weird when i'm home early on fridays &amp;amp; saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;i bet qing actually wanna club with his frens but he doesn't want me tagging along.&lt;br /&gt;why issit he'll be out with his frens, clubbing or whatever only whenever i'm working ?&lt;br /&gt;don't give me the excuse that ur waiting up for me to knock off.&lt;br /&gt;i know how to take a cab home myself.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really wish he didn't own a car.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna roll around in bed for awhile before heading to the shower.&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my masks &amp;amp; continue studying.&lt;br /&gt;byebyebyebyebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i wanna eat my double choc donuts. i've got 6 !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-382495668368247615?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/382495668368247615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=382495668368247615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/382495668368247615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/382495668368247615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/dinner-at-charcoal-with-this-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SEF3kjd8oOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zF0oVOB6R6M/s72-c/DSC00801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1363755906007847044</id><published>2008-05-27T03:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T04:52:19.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDsZUDd8oNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EQllTaOcqbM/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204781626675732690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDsZUDd8oNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EQllTaOcqbM/s320/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDsZTjd8oMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pWMh2ecjyzE/s1600-h/steph1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204781618085798082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDsZTjd8oMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pWMh2ecjyzE/s320/steph1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper at simpang bedok with qing &amp;amp; co.&lt;br /&gt;was home at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty cus i've been eating lots lately (past 1month or so).&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my clothes getting tighter, serious !&lt;br /&gt;while the rest of my sisters are taking slimming pills &amp;amp; slimming tea,&lt;br /&gt;i still don't wanna touch the pills yet.&lt;br /&gt;i've heard them complaining bout the side effects like maigraine,&lt;br /&gt;or having difficulty to b-r-e-a-d(inside joke !), i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;whereas for the slimming tea, it gives horrible upset tummies,&lt;br /&gt;which i heard are uncontrollable.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be looking for a toilet everywhere i go,&lt;br /&gt;morever clean toilets are difficult to find nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;so best is i cut down on eating. hehe. i hope i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to study now, i didnt study earlier this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;someone slap me.&lt;br /&gt;it's foolish to waste money on cab fares,&lt;br /&gt;especially when my budget is soooooooooooooooooo tight.&lt;br /&gt;i brought all my books back to qing's house so i'm gonna stay in the shoebox &amp;amp; study,&lt;br /&gt;instead of heading home in the afternoon to study den head to work.&lt;br /&gt;i was carrying so many things,&lt;br /&gt;and the walk from the car park to qing's house is not very near la (although not far also).&lt;br /&gt;but qing was tired so he didn't help me carry anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stephiee : (looking at qing in the eye) eh very heavy leh.&lt;br /&gt;qing : but i very tired already.&lt;br /&gt;stephiee : u heartless creature.&lt;br /&gt;qing : oi u say that again.&lt;br /&gt;stephiee : hmmm, hehe hehe teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SEE I ALWAYS LOSE OUT TO HIM.&lt;/span&gt; humph !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1363755906007847044?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1363755906007847044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1363755906007847044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1363755906007847044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1363755906007847044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/supper-at-simpang-bedok-with-qing-co.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDsZUDd8oNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EQllTaOcqbM/s72-c/DSC00790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1302926684096919685</id><published>2008-05-26T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:04:57.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm1UDd8oKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YMWmspfpdYA/s1600-h/25052008750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204390200536244386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm1UDd8oKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YMWmspfpdYA/s320/25052008750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing fixing his brake lights,&lt;br /&gt;before we headed out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;he was so clumsy he broke a new lightbulb,&lt;br /&gt;but what i like was when he told me to be careful &amp;amp; asked me not to walk near it.&lt;br /&gt;it's simple words like these telling me he cares. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm1Tzd8oJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PwLIYwbvRVo/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204390196241277074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm1Tzd8oJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PwLIYwbvRVo/s320/DSC00783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate that gadget qing's holding.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it, i hate it, i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;he was playing the psp the whole time i was prawning,&lt;br /&gt;which total up to 4hours.&lt;br /&gt;luckily god was fair, the battery died on him. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;qing's weird today, i suddenly feel uneasy / uncomfortable with him around.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i dunno how to describe the way i feel.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna stop procrastinating &amp;amp; start on my studies tml.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot afford failing the last 4modules.&lt;br /&gt;btw, results for the 1st 4modules are out already.&lt;br /&gt;sarah scored 4 A's and i scored a disappointing 2 A's, 2 B's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm1UTd8oLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XN-qUN8b9H4/s1600-h/25052008752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204390204831211698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm1UTd8oLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XN-qUN8b9H4/s320/25052008752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love, &lt;em&gt;stephiee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1302926684096919685?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1302926684096919685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1302926684096919685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1302926684096919685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1302926684096919685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/qing-fixing-his-brake-lights-before-we.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm1UDd8oKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YMWmspfpdYA/s72-c/25052008750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-409128000486471358</id><published>2008-05-25T04:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T02:50:17.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am more den partially blind ?&lt;br /&gt;my face is 15cm away from the computer screen as im typing this.&lt;br /&gt;i misplaced my specs at home. damn.&lt;br /&gt;i've looked at the usual places to no avail. grr.&lt;br /&gt;baby's fickle minded. he doesn't know where to place his hp holder in his car,&lt;br /&gt;and he keeps trying out places " so as not to block his view when driving ! "&lt;br /&gt;so guniang ! =x&lt;br /&gt;he even hesitates where to park whenever he is supposed to park. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anyway baby, i still love ya ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;where is my water ? i'm dehydrating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;u had the whole night partying, while i had the whole night slogging myself while working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my feet aches. massage ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm0Rjd8oII/AAAAAAAAAPU/EcROjDWSFD4/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204389058074943618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm0Rjd8oII/AAAAAAAAAPU/EcROjDWSFD4/s320/DSC00784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i edited this post. this is where his hp holder finally settled at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-409128000486471358?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/409128000486471358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=409128000486471358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/409128000486471358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/409128000486471358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-more-den-partially-blind-my-face.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SDm0Rjd8oII/AAAAAAAAAPU/EcROjDWSFD4/s72-c/DSC00784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-2396863670799050916</id><published>2008-05-22T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:06:39.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i keep feeling paranoid lately,&lt;br /&gt;and my attitude is quirky.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how qing can &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt; me,&lt;br /&gt;cus i feel irritated with myself most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i throw a tantrum whenever i feel a tad unpleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just back from school.&lt;br /&gt;did presentation today.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposedly the first group to present,&lt;br /&gt;but we ended up being the last few to present.&lt;br /&gt;what to do ? my group members... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="774" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC00772.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm glad assignments have been submitted,&lt;br /&gt;and presentations are over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;tml is the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;the week after next will be the examination period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm screaming "H-E-L-P !''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-2396863670799050916?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2396863670799050916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=2396863670799050916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/2396863670799050916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/2396863670799050916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-keep-feeling-paranoid-lately-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6650703806745963377</id><published>2008-05-21T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:20:12.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>massive photo entry ? might be if my lazy bones don't act up.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be of photos i took over the weekends while i was in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this short getaway to KL with qing was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;i love short trips away from singapore.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice to get a breather elsewhere apart from the norm like studying &amp;amp; working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing packing the clothes into the bag the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had less den or equivelent to 2hours of sleep on friday night,&lt;br /&gt;and poor qing still had to endure sucha long drive all the way to KL.&lt;br /&gt;i sure was sleepy, but i couldn't fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;he didn't on the air con &amp;amp; the rays from the scorching sun was penetrating through my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jim &amp;amp; qing standing outside the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;before heading to car workshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was boredom to me, but i didn't mind being there,&lt;br /&gt;however, it was like heaven to the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i didn't complain okie !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing &amp;amp; i, the rooftop carpark of sunway pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="188" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007221.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007281.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="293" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007301.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to sunway pyramid in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;just in time to see the beautiful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;had a simple dinner at sushi king, den walked around till the shops started closing.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a dress from forever21.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted &amp;amp; needed to buy something. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the rest around 12pm for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; baby's pork noodles for 2consecutive days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to sunway pyramid to comb the place again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sucha big shopping center but i didn't buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;so disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC000281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC000271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC000251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC000231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys were stucked in a shop which did customised caps for over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;we headed to genting aftermath for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view from genting's carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/180520087381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/180520087461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/180520087441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/180520087371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had buffet &amp;amp; started getting cranky because we were waiting for the top eater.&lt;br /&gt;he has really huge appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby got these photos from the toilet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/180520087421.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/180520087401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big job &amp;amp; the small job.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner had a nice ride down back to KL.&lt;br /&gt;i love the weather in genting. oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007391.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9am on monday cus the guys were heading to sepang.&lt;br /&gt;the guys claimed it's good,&lt;br /&gt;but i think otherwise cus i was playing my psp all the way lah.&lt;br /&gt;baby brought me round the track 2times only.&lt;br /&gt;i guess baby really enjoyed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ah beng baby. smoking &amp;amp; playing psp while waiting for his car to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after track was a torturous journey back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;cus qing didn't on the aircon with windows wound down like 1inch only lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/190520087471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC007521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello hello, i want more of this kinda trips.&lt;br /&gt;teeheehee. ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6650703806745963377?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6650703806745963377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6650703806745963377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6650703806745963377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6650703806745963377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/massive-photo-entry-might-be-if-my-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-9071001344565406970</id><published>2008-05-14T03:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:38:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SCnqAvGLTnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/FkyFiFW5cg8/s1600-h/120520083371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199944543139221106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SCnqAvGLTnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/FkyFiFW5cg8/s320/120520083371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello ! i just finished my long weekend today.&lt;br /&gt;weekends + monday suspension from class + no school today.&lt;br /&gt;i was rushing my accounting assignment to be dued tml and am done with it.&lt;br /&gt;now im rushing my communications assignment also dued tml with sarah online now.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, i dun understand why i/we didn't start our assignments earlier.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i would not have much sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was home all day yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;till baby came and fetch me over to the hongkong cafe to meetup with his frens.&lt;br /&gt;quite boring with his frens being all guys as all they every talk about is zhng-ing their cars.&lt;br /&gt;the only excitement i had ytd when i was scratching the scratchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="768" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/12052008326.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="768" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/12052008327.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are from australia.&lt;br /&gt;my auntie sends some over occasionally and they are very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;not like the ones we get from singapore pools.&lt;br /&gt;once i got hold of the scratchies i immediately laid tummy to the floor down and started scratching ? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, sarah's gonna be out from the shower,&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna kill me if she finds out i haven searched for the sri lanka religious conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know i know, studied it in social studies before,&lt;br /&gt;but it's been years. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-9071001344565406970?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/9071001344565406970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=9071001344565406970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/9071001344565406970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/9071001344565406970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-i-just-finished-my-long-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SCnqAvGLTnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/FkyFiFW5cg8/s72-c/120520083371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-8350892515891567083</id><published>2008-05-11T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:39:26.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a very gigantic-huge-humongous blue black slapped right on my left &lt;s&gt;butt cheek&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how a person could be as clumsy as me,&lt;br /&gt;and i well deserved it,&lt;br /&gt;cus qing doesn't even care at all and it's irritating me together with the monthly cramps,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like screaming &amp;amp; banging the wall. fuckkkkkkkkkkkk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is gonna be a super long entry with updates over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in so many months,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have to work on a friday night.&lt;br /&gt;i had omelette with qing and his frens at oh cafe !&lt;br /&gt;qing &amp;amp; i den proceeded for home to watch dvds.&lt;br /&gt;we have a never ending stack of un-watched dvds at home,&lt;br /&gt;and qing said we could watch two.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess he was feeling tired thus we went to bed after the first one.&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing fetched me to the novotel for mother's day dinner on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;and we headed seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was with relatives &amp;amp; my lovely and super adorable grandmum.&lt;br /&gt;no pictures because the lighting was bad and handphone cameras were lousy.&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe 1 of me &amp;amp; sandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 219px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="640" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P10-05-08_2250.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah &amp;amp; i headed to le bar aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't wanna stay at home &amp;amp; rot while qing was at zouk.&lt;br /&gt;and when le bar was closing, he was still happily partying away w/o me.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;grrr, i don't wanna talk about saturday cus it was a really really bad night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i don't want to be treated nicely only with the effect of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s : i wanna be treated nicely all the time.&lt;br /&gt;p/p/p/p/s : i want to feel that i'm loved and remembered.&lt;br /&gt;well, there are bittersweet moments. thats life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sunday is the 2nd sunday of may,&lt;br /&gt;which means mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;happy mother's day to all the great mums out there.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up looking so alike to toads.&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids were bulging from all the crying the night before.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i dragged qing out of bed and we left the house with specs on.&lt;br /&gt;went to revenue house to meet up with sandra, sarah, samantha, ah ber and the main role of the day - my beloved mummy.&lt;br /&gt;we had japanese food at nihon mura but the food was so-so only,&lt;br /&gt;and not very cheap too.&lt;br /&gt;anyway most importantly, i enjoyed eating out with my family with qing around too.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that my mum and sisters enjoyed lunch too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="415" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Untitled-1.jpg" width="550" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ordered so much food, we couldn't finish everything.&lt;br /&gt;even mummy was stuffing her mouth with food, but still we couldn't finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="1023" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/11052008312.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="639" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P11-05-08_1631.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bbq bacon with golden mushrooms &amp;amp; asparagus leftovers,&lt;br /&gt;sarah requested to have a photo taken cus she doesn't wanna be left out on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 288px" height="639" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P11-05-08_1623.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 288px" height="639" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P11-05-08_162401.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got bored of eating, cus most of the food were fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="928" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/11052008307.jpg" width="768" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 274px" height="638" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P11-05-08_162601.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mummy really thinks she's the star of the day. haa.&lt;br /&gt;she's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;you all should take a look at the photos in sandra's hp.&lt;br /&gt;too bad, sandra isn't home now if not i'll be able to upload all the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 302px" height="1025" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/11052008317.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forced baby to take a photo with mummy dearest &amp;amp; sandra forced ah ber to join in.&lt;br /&gt;i like this pic alotttttttttt. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P1111-05-08_16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P111-05-08_16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting to take a photo with bibi.&lt;br /&gt;finally he takes a decent photo with me.&lt;br /&gt;the one on the left is the original photo. the sunlight was too bright,&lt;br /&gt;and reducing the brightness on photoshop couldn't bring back our noses &amp;amp; my crooked mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="640" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P11-05-08_1625.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 261px" height="637" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P11-05-08_162501.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="638" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P11-05-08_1626.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, happy mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;love you mummy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch headed to orchard with qing to meet his friends,&lt;br /&gt;and my feet were aching from a mere 2hours of walking.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was because i didn't see anything to my interest,&lt;br /&gt;and even if i did, i couldn't buy it.&lt;br /&gt;finally, we settled down at spinelli for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="768" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/11052008318.jpg" width="321" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing was feeding me, not the cake but the raisins hidden in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, did i mention i've received my every day minerals make up already ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 205px" height="682" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/11052008301.jpg" width="559" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so loveeeeeeee it.&lt;br /&gt;one packet of makeup remover tissues,&lt;br /&gt;2powder foundations, 1powder concealer, 1finishing powder, 3blushers, 4eyeshadows and my kabuki brushes.&lt;br /&gt;i now carry every single one of them wherever i go,&lt;br /&gt;and and ! i'm thinking of ordering more online. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="1015" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/12052008325.jpg" width="678" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing putting on clothes for the newest addition of my babys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="165" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/babbby.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 and still counting ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-8350892515891567083?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8350892515891567083/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-8937758458958742382</id><published>2008-05-06T04:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:32:42.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just finished watching "over her dead body" on dvd with qing,&lt;br /&gt;and he's already as dead as a log beside me now.&lt;br /&gt;i left my home at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah and i went to studio 8teen to collect our pay,&lt;br /&gt;and samantha tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;very glad that everything's settled,&lt;br /&gt;so we can just fuck off from there. yay. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P050508_231801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P050508_2320.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah &amp;amp; samantha started taking pics at the staircase,&lt;br /&gt;so i told them to take a shot of me.&lt;br /&gt;kinda retarded but who cares ?&lt;br /&gt;i was too lazy to make my hair.&lt;br /&gt;the one that couldn't be in the photo got jealous and destroys the photo.&lt;br /&gt;you could have already known who it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was telling them about the ice cream i ate at holland village with qing ytd.&lt;br /&gt;very sinful but deliciousss &amp;amp; fun !&lt;br /&gt;it's ice cream from the cold rock ice creamery,&lt;br /&gt;whereby we choose 2flavours and they mix the 2flavours up with toppings we choose.&lt;br /&gt;they had a wide range of toppings &amp;amp; i couldn't make up my mind on which topping i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;they had brownies, cookie dough, gummy bears, nerds and many chocolates, nuts and anything u could think of.&lt;br /&gt;i settled for brownies in the end.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i brought them to holland village cus they wanted to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;who knows we dragged the time till 12plus.&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty sure they would call it a day latest at 12am,&lt;br /&gt;but still we went down to try our luck.&lt;br /&gt;true enough it was closed,&lt;br /&gt;thus we settled for swensen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/06052008288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/06052008290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 178px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="233" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P060508_0044.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 173px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="276" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P060508_0046.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="277" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P060508_0047.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started getting cranky and took crazy shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 173px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="251" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/06052008291.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 250px" height="250" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P060508_0045.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; HEIGHT: 250px" height="334" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P060508_0055.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were what we ordered.&lt;br /&gt;no we weren't hungry, just mouth itchy !&lt;br /&gt;another sinful day.&lt;br /&gt;on a random note, i heard that my mum was going on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;but when i was home on saturday night, she cooked maggie mee for herself.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her "aren't you suppose to be on a diet ?"&lt;br /&gt;and she told me ''this is to show you all the meaning of diet. the more you wanna diet, the more you feel like eating, so just eat normally !''&lt;br /&gt;haha, so cute right my mummy ?&lt;br /&gt;and amazingly, i find it quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so agonizing.&lt;br /&gt;would you be sleeping if you knew your partner is angry with you no matter how tired ?&lt;br /&gt;what is the difference between a companion &amp;amp; a soulmate ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, no exception tht sarah's gonna pick me up later.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that we'll be heading home to do our project which has to be submitted on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, tml's no school day. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-8937758458958742382?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8937758458958742382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=8937758458958742382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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finally didn't wanna surf the net anymore,&lt;br /&gt;he'll watch dvd with me. everytime we go into jb,&lt;br /&gt;we'll be back with at least 5dvds thus we have so many dvds at home,&lt;br /&gt;but not enough time to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had dinner with qing at swensen's at bugis.&lt;br /&gt;finally, time apart from friends. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/03052008267.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="769" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/03052008272.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 202px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/03052008271.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing had fish&amp;amp;chips and i had my sambal grilled fish.&lt;br /&gt;qing never gives chances to omelettes, so we ordered one to share.&lt;br /&gt;however, qing ate like 7/8 of it lor ! i was too full already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="1025" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/03052008266.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="1025" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/03052008269.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine hungry baby, cannot wait to attack the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the filling dinner, i was supposed to head to work at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STUDIO 8TEEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;however, i received a text from the boss. the conversation goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;boss : you don't have to come work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;me : but i'm already on the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;boss : so ? go le bar work la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;me : ok sure, but i'll go down get my pay first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;after i saw the msg, i was so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok, truth is we (me, sandra, sarah &amp;amp; darling) have already started work at le bar.&lt;br /&gt;why ?&lt;br /&gt;because the boss &amp;amp; lady boss sides china girls, and they are rude and sarcatic. extremely.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it most when people put personal affairs into work,&lt;br /&gt;and end up venting their frustration on us.&lt;br /&gt;also, the bosses keep claiming they treat us very well,&lt;br /&gt;yes but only in the beginning. ;)&lt;br /&gt;after one of my friend asked if we wanted to go over to le bar, we all agreed readily.&lt;br /&gt;there is a limit to my tolerence level and i've had enough with them.&lt;br /&gt;all 4of us are happy working at le bar now. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i went down to get my pay but guess what ?&lt;br /&gt;the boss told me to wait for the lady boss to come down,&lt;br /&gt;think what ? queen issit ?&lt;br /&gt;i was so infuriated i left to le bar to look for sarah to get the car keys &amp;amp; drove home.&lt;br /&gt;qing went to watch a movie with his frens and i couldn't go cus they pre booked the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;if i knew earlier i would haf sticked to my plans and call in sick that day.&lt;br /&gt;supper &amp;amp; mahjong after qing's movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the late afternoon and watched dvd before qing &amp;amp; i headed to holland village for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;finally an early day home, especially on a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;dvd dvd and more dvds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="1023" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/05052008275.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can spot my boxers camouflaged with the bedsheets ?&lt;br /&gt;haha, i loveeeee wearing qing's boxers &amp;amp; plain tees to sleep nowadays. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drove to school, to city plaza, den to bugis to pick my mum.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at sim lim's foodcourt &amp;amp; the food wasn't that great.&lt;br /&gt;sarah drove home cus i was tired already. teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="641" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/P05-05-08_162701.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7205401912644764188?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7205401912644764188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7205401912644764188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194342222047322146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SBYCuurxoCI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Ph_GHa6bjAc/s320/27042008251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strawberries i love ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i brought a sheet of mask home,&lt;br /&gt;thus am masking while waiting for qing to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;samantha just made a bowl of honey stars with milk for me,&lt;br /&gt;her pocket-sized sister and i'm having lotsa difficulties eating,&lt;br /&gt;cus of my mask.&lt;br /&gt;i was soooooooooo bored just now,&lt;br /&gt;and was surfing around aimlessly online.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how i happened to appear at everydayminerals.com,&lt;br /&gt;and i started ordering my makeup kits.&lt;br /&gt;it's strongly recommended by sandra thus i really hope it's good.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for it to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's a killer.&lt;br /&gt;it's not only hot n humid in the day but also in the night.&lt;br /&gt;i could just perspire by sitting on the couch watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;the hot weather's making me get agitated easily. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i'm going back to watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1315079147405342085?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1315079147405342085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1315079147405342085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1315079147405342085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;sarah &amp;amp; i picked marissa up at her home &amp;amp; we drove to parkway.&lt;br /&gt;marissa wanted to get shirts for anthony from G2000,&lt;br /&gt;but we ended up shopping and i spent more den half of my pay away. ;p&lt;br /&gt;i just felt like spending money.&lt;br /&gt;had wanted to get shirts for qing from G2000 too,&lt;br /&gt;but their variety was soooooo little i think qing has almost all of the shirts there,&lt;br /&gt;except for the solid color ones.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i have no time to iron his shirts cus of school,&lt;br /&gt;if not i think i can die. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had kidney mee sua for dinner, so heavenly can !&lt;br /&gt;it's the kind whereby once you start eating, you can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;so as expected, i finished the whole bowl. ;)&lt;br /&gt;and after sucha heavy dinner,&lt;br /&gt;we went back to marissa's house to understand more about accounting.&lt;br /&gt;oh, we threw our assignment paper at her,&lt;br /&gt;and yay, it's done and also with very good explanation from her,&lt;br /&gt;i think i understand 2% of accounting stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;however, she still cannot balance out the balance sheet. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lucky me, while she was doing it i couldn't &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt; already i went to take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was woken up half an hour later and we decided to head to beach cabana for cocktails.&lt;br /&gt;their cocktails were horrible and expensive.&lt;br /&gt;should have gone to balcony instead - i so love their sex on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;someday maybe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="1023" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/2a4042008241.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="1022" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/24a042008242.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my unglam pics,&lt;br /&gt;with melvin's, "show ur teeth show ur teeth."&lt;br /&gt;thus i had to cover the mouth area,&lt;br /&gt;cus i have really ugly teeth.&lt;br /&gt;had to post with pictures because i myself find entries w/o pictures boring.&lt;br /&gt;i hate taking pics with spectacles cus it cuts off my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing just came back from jb with my favourite bbq hotdogs &amp;amp; chicken wings.&lt;br /&gt;i say it's his plot to make me grow fat. ;p&lt;br /&gt;but he says tht since i didn't go with him he "wun forget abt me want wad.''&lt;br /&gt;so what say you ?&lt;br /&gt;sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet !&lt;br /&gt;i love my bf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-2091757069696805969?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2091757069696805969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's nice being able to blog while qing is surfing around the net too.&lt;br /&gt;if not i guess i'll be feeling so restless and staring at the ceiling right now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep right after dinner while i was at home just now.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1am and did mask and watched a little bit of television programme,&lt;br /&gt;something i haven't been able to do most of the days cus of my uptight schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to vivocity after school today,&lt;br /&gt;specially for forever21.&lt;br /&gt;sarah's idea, cus we had no clothes to wear already,&lt;br /&gt;though our wardrobes are overflowing with un-worn clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SA5FQOrxoBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ZLg5Ux7IITo/s1600-h/aP21-04-08_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192163565526687762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SA5FQOrxoBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ZLg5Ux7IITo/s320/aP21-04-08_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah's admirer rented a car for her since saturday,&lt;br /&gt;and the 3 of us have been taking turns to drive.&lt;br /&gt;i drove to pick sandra up from school yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;and i turned round and round the expressways to get to woodlands from my school.&lt;br /&gt;damn sickening cus sarah and sandra are road idiots too.&lt;br /&gt;i fetched mummy home from her workplace from vivocity,&lt;br /&gt;we had difficulty figuring the way there although most of you guys already figured the route to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's our plot to psycho mummy to get a car for us,&lt;br /&gt;even though we already knew it was a no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, the dates for submissions of assignments are getting near,&lt;br /&gt;i gotta put in more effort this term !&lt;br /&gt;sarah and i have been super duper slack in class,&lt;br /&gt;and we know it, but cannot help it. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;talking bout school, there's these group of girls who gets on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand how people probably the age of 19 to 20 years,&lt;br /&gt;can stoop to low level acts of immaturity.&lt;br /&gt;i was never like this at that age. i feel sad for them. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going jb tml for food. yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;qing's been going in once a week,&lt;br /&gt;however i decide to tag along with him only once in alternate weeks,&lt;br /&gt;cus i'm on a mission - let qing grow fatter den me !&lt;br /&gt;(qing's gonna laugh at me when he sees this lor but heck!)&lt;br /&gt;qing never gives compliments,&lt;br /&gt;he always calls me fat - fat pig, fatty, fat fat, whatever. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;the other day when he left the house for work,&lt;br /&gt;he still said my face very round and chubby,&lt;br /&gt;but luckily he said it in a very cute way. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i mention tht marissa's back ?&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going to her house with sarah tml so she can teach us accounting.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna be so dead because we don't even know the basics,&lt;br /&gt;not even the formats.&lt;br /&gt;however, with tight schedule for school and work,&lt;br /&gt;and with marissa leaving on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;any kind soul wanna teach us accounts ?&lt;br /&gt;H-E-L-P-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to snuggle up in the blankets with qing.&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams &amp;amp; good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1123555007633258333?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1123555007633258333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1123555007633258333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1123555007633258333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1123555007633258333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/sarahs-admirer-rented-car-for-her-since.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/SA5FQOrxoBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ZLg5Ux7IITo/s72-c/aP21-04-08_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-3218556940115763445</id><published>2008-04-20T06:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T06:58:25.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;had ajisen for dinner den headed to peipei's house for mahjong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's been quite awhile since i last mahjong-ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i still have leftover time from my last prawning session lor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i'm wondering when my dearest bf will bring me there again. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;why izzit when i have class the next day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;qing will be up all night using the com ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;why izzit on weekends, qing will say he's tired when it's like only 2 in the morning ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm not talking about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this is what has been going on for weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm beginning to dread weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i don't need time spent with qing and his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i need time for two of us alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;our daily routine would be leading our own lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and den he come and pick me up to go home at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;won't it be nice if we could meet for a simple lumch or dinner ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we've been having cold wars recently, although it does not last more den a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i find it funny how me and qing can just throw a tantrum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;even at the stupidest reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm losing my position. i'm of no importance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;his job is more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;his car is more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;his friends are more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;his laptop is more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;even the soft toy monkeys are more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i've taken this relationship to the next level and agree to live with qing -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the person i'm giving up my independence and my solitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;putting all my effort into making it work and hoping for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it's like high stakes poker, if not dealt with the hand i had expected,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i wouldn't be allowed to get up and move to another table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i've been dealt with a hand full of low cards at the moment. (ok at least to my point of view)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and i hope my luck changes, because in gambling, luck changes all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm betting everything i have -- my heart, my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nonetheless i love u lah teo ***qing ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it's just that i feel a little disappointed &amp;amp; unhappy. grrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-3218556940115763445?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3218556940115763445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=3218556940115763445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3218556940115763445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3218556940115763445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-izzit-when-i-have-class-next-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-7092426252012571109</id><published>2008-04-14T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T04:05:45.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i tried cooking qing's favourite food lor - the ham &amp;amp; bacon omelette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/05042008698-1.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one from oh cafe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/08042008148.jpg" width="296" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously, it tastes almost as good as oh cafe's omelette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it just doesnt look appetizing enough because it's on a yellow plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i'm munching away on qing's ovaltine biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;he's gonna call me fat pig &amp;amp; sulk cus he's left with one packet. ;)&lt;br /&gt;i've been eating alot recently and growing sideways.&lt;br /&gt;qing too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was at downtown east for class chalet,&lt;br /&gt;and the variety of food very poor thing lor, only chicken wings, hotdogs, crabsticks &amp;amp; corn.&lt;br /&gt;however, quantity wise was alot !&lt;br /&gt;after eating, played cards and had a few drinks before an idiot suggested going to the red house.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't wanna be a spoil sport so i tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;the gate damn difficult to climb lah.&lt;br /&gt;what freaked me out is the video that darling took while we were inside,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the photos one of my classmates took.&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking bout what we saw in these medias and i still feel scared,&lt;br /&gt;especially when i hafta shower. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;luckily qing offered to fetch me home,&lt;br /&gt;if not i would have waited until morning before i wanna go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing &amp;amp; i headed out in the evening to meet his friends for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;and he got poisoned by his frens to get the dopie slippers/sandals/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;they look like this !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="769" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/14042008713.jpg" width="323" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="766" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/14042008715.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny looking right ? and funny colour too.&lt;br /&gt;they all decided their colours by following the colour of their car.&lt;br /&gt;can tell which is mine feet ? lol, i feel like i'm wearing flippers.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want everyone staring at my feet while i walk.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner we headed to 1degree 15 to chill at one of his frens yacht.&lt;br /&gt;was a simple day out, and because i have a lousy camera phone i couldn't take any pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 220px" height="708" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/13042008201.jpg" width="549" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 220px" height="764" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/13042008200.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he likes to act cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 343px" height="1022" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/13042008199.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 343px" height="1021" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/13042008198.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bangladeshi baby ! love ya many many. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm going to sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll have to wake up in time for kway chap bf's last journey. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7092426252012571109?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7092426252012571109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7092426252012571109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7092426252012571109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7092426252012571109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-tried-cooking-qings-favourite-food.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1091263415045858922</id><published>2008-04-11T04:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T05:09:34.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel very very sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't understand why he had to leave at such a young age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this post is dedicated to my beloved friend ben aka kway chap (my bf !),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who has left mine /our world so suddenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sandra, sarah, darling &amp;amp; myself got to know this lovable guy from melody valley II (our previous workplace),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and it's fate that allowed us to be friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this guy, has done too many things for us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;such as standing up for us when we're bullied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;drinking for us when we already hit our limits,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;throwing sushi parties at the pub,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fetching us home in the wee hours of night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;comforting us when we're sad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cheering us up when we're in a bad mood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and encouraging in our studies &amp;amp; taking our driving license.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remember his cheery smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remembered the last time me &amp;amp; sarah visited him in the hospital,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he looked so weak after his medication,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and was struggling to keep himself awake even though the effect of the medication already kicked in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remembered how he joked and said he was hospitalised right after the day sarah texted him to ask if he was fine (i asked sarah to text him one ;(     ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remembered darling telling him tht 4 of us would visit him together soon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remembered sandra texting him to ask if he was alright (he still replied saying he'll be okay soon &amp;amp; that he'll bring us out to eat).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remembered the fun times at melody valley II (the silly games we created, e.g. bird bird, the songs we sang, the jokes we played and even the drinks we drank).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i'll always remember those times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dearest bf ! although you're gone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you'll be kept in our hearts, etched in our memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;remember love love ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we'll really really miss ya, especially your smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sarah, darling &amp;amp; myself went to his wake earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we went straight after work bacause we'll be busy in the next few days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but nevertheless, i hope 4 of us will make ourselves free on monday morning to send him off on his last journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S : pictures will be uploaded asap. i need to upload them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1091263415045858922?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1091263415045858922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1091263415045858922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1091263415045858922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1091263415045858922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-very-very-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-8276281604367076409</id><published>2008-04-08T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:33:27.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R_poECq22RI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jhfG8Na_yU0/s1600-h/08042008147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186572339515939090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R_poECq22RI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jhfG8Na_yU0/s320/08042008147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just did ear candling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hope it'll give me a good night's sleep &amp;amp; energy for school tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing's doing it now. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he looks funny playing psp with the ear candle stuck in his ear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAPPY 20TH MONTH DEAREST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at least i help you do ear candling ok !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am gonna continue with my gel eye mask later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nitey nite world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-8276281604367076409?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8276281604367076409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=8276281604367076409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/8276281604367076409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/8276281604367076409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-did-ear-candling-i-hope-itll.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R_poECq22RI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jhfG8Na_yU0/s72-c/08042008147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-4753197931647959869</id><published>2008-04-07T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T18:36:34.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;self-proclaimed holiday today.&lt;br /&gt;today's subject is accounting &amp;amp; i don't understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't take accounting in secondary school &amp;amp; i know nuts even though i listen in class.&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday, qing &amp;amp; i went into jb with his friends for shopping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but neither me nor qing bought anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a terrible terrible headache thus i kept sleeping (even when i was in his car.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dumb dumb baby took a photo of me while i'm sleeping !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so horrible can, lucky i saw it and had it deleted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;here's revenge !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R_n2giq22QI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tR2ashUdo2g/s1600-h/07042008146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186447484816644354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R_n2giq22QI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tR2ashUdo2g/s320/07042008146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually just took this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which means he's sleeping beside me while i'm typing this !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just went down to get food for him cus he complaint that he was hungry the moment he stepped into the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you see, that's what i mean by he's soooooooooo lazy can !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he was outside and hungry but din buy any food to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just like a little baby, i dunno why i love so much ? ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but anway i still love u many many what, *** zhiqing !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(he say i cannot call him by full name, cus it's rude.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the 8th, which is tml will mark our &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;20th month&lt;/span&gt; together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no special surprises, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cus i wanna save up for his birthday, which is in july.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a random note, i think i wanna sell qing's boxers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean un-worn one's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the other time we came back from bangkok he bought like 200-300 boxers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and he has worn only a few of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's taking up too much space in the room !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha. okok anot baby ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4753197931647959869?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4753197931647959869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=4753197931647959869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4753197931647959869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4753197931647959869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/self-proclaimed-holiday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R_n2giq22QI/AAAAAAAAAOs/tR2ashUdo2g/s72-c/07042008146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-4967262221348156962</id><published>2008-04-06T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T02:21:41.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i woke up when qing was preparing to go out,&lt;br /&gt;and he wanted to sneak out without giving me a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i was on time to catch him. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing came back to fetch me around 6pm,&lt;br /&gt;and he told me he needed to help his driver deliver the alcohol to 2locations.&lt;br /&gt;i've already gotten use to sitting in his car,while he goes to locations after locations to collect payments.&lt;br /&gt;(i could sit in the car for damn bloody 2hours !)&lt;br /&gt;however, today's delivering turned out to be a blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;because when we reached, the pubs were'nt open yet,&lt;br /&gt;so we went for dinner. just the two of us !&lt;br /&gt;we haven't been going out in a pair for a long time already,&lt;br /&gt;even when was the last time i cannot remember lor !&lt;br /&gt;i only remember how we used to go to the nearby market to eat together. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185826106128128242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R_fBXiq22PI/AAAAAAAAAOk/UCHNGiAzLZk/s320/05042008698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had this at oh cafe !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's just cheese, bacon and ham omelette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing claims it's his favourite food,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and he kept making funny expressions on his face to show it's really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i can make this omelette also lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm going home one day and try to cook this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after delivering the alcohol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we headed to east coast for greybear's birthday bbq,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and came home only now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm gonna shower and exfoiliate, do eye mask den face mask, den eye gel mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i realised after applying the st ives eye stress gel and using the eye gel mask,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the area around my eyes becomes better visibly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as in not so dark and puffy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4967262221348156962?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4967262221348156962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=4967262221348156962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4967262221348156962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4967262221348156962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-woke-up-when-qing-was-preparing-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R_fBXiq22PI/AAAAAAAAAOk/UCHNGiAzLZk/s72-c/05042008698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6133096483339839719</id><published>2008-04-03T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T03:43:09.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've received my online good buys already,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i'm feeling so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they are false eyelashes and face masks(anti-acne &amp;amp; bird nest), and eye masks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love these items alot because i think they're really good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i can't wait to use them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've school tml and i've just got home from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh gosh, i dunno how the &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt; i'm gonna get to school ready for my morning class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway this semester's really really bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dislike the subjects and i know nuts about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is already the 3rd week of the new semester and i'm beginning to get worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing has been very very dependent on me (till sometimes i feel i'm his maid instead of gf. ;x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everything's been good except that he is too lazy for his own good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel that i'm of no importance to him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i'm around him, just so that he could feel my existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i stress many times of why i'm thinking this way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which i still couldn't reach a conclusion -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that i'm feeling this way because my expectations are getting higher as i mature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh, we've been having the minimal-est of the minimal-est of textes &amp;amp; calls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the minimal-est of the minimal-est of hugs &amp;amp; kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm gonna complain here another time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cus he's out from the shower,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which means my turn to shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wouldn't wanna continue ranting with a pair of eyes fixated on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teeheehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6133096483339839719?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6133096483339839719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6133096483339839719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6133096483339839719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6133096483339839719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-received-my-online-good-buys.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-7981755112206257536</id><published>2008-03-31T01:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T03:36:12.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm mask-ing now. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okie, so in the morning qing went over to choa chu kang to pick his mum and some relatives up,&lt;br /&gt;den drove them to bright hill road, so that they could pray for their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;it's qing ming jie (i dunno what it's called in english),&lt;br /&gt;thus the place was soooooo packed.&lt;br /&gt;when i walk around, i'll have to look at the hands of the people near me,&lt;br /&gt;in case they're holding joss sticks and i get burned. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i was amazed at the number of urns that are kept there.&lt;br /&gt;i was curious and kept looking at the photos, the words and dates written on them,&lt;br /&gt;qing said i should pray to them first if not it'll be like i'm staring at them.&lt;br /&gt;he still asked how i would like it if someone were to stare at me for so long.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i just found them to be really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;we left the place at around 730am and headed for prata at thomson.&lt;br /&gt;actually, it's nice being around his relatives because they always joke around.&lt;br /&gt;poor qing had to do a trip back to choa chu kang to drop his mum and relatives off,&lt;br /&gt;and drive back all the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;he was almost falling asleep while driving,&lt;br /&gt;while i was drifting in and out of sleep,&lt;br /&gt;not the kind whereby i feel tired but can't sleep,&lt;br /&gt;but because i was worried that qing may fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really wonder where do we go after we depart from this world,&lt;br /&gt;and i feel very sad for my beloved fren, kway chap aka ben.&lt;br /&gt;he is known to us - me, sandra and sarah as our boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;and he always stands up for us and the friends around him.&lt;br /&gt;he is like the leader of the group.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stop thinking that he has liver cancer.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think it's nice to elaborate on the details here,&lt;br /&gt;thus i hope he'll have the will to fight for his life.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="495" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/1_835152054l.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R-_Ntyq22OI/AAAAAAAAAOc/aElBV5-_z9c/s1600-h/30032008108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183587882706065634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R-_Ntyq22OI/AAAAAAAAAOc/aElBV5-_z9c/s320/30032008108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my fringe and my hair extensions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got qing to help me remove my extensions yesterday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and he was such a dear to agree to do it cus we were actually watching dvd -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"lars and the real girl".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;joked with qing that he is somehow similar to lars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cus lars had a girlfriend which is a doll and he talks to it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while qing uses the monkey stuff toys to talk to me. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been feeling rather moody recently,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i keep snapping at qing and he has been giving in alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sometimes i love him so much, and sometimes i dislike him just as much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he isn't that kinda lovey dovey person,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and he is getting so attached to everything - such as his car, his friends, his laptop, his psp but not me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've learned that everytime i feel angry or hurt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all i need to do is to close my eyes and shut out the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s : it's been a century since me and qing last took a photo together. le sighhhhhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7981755112206257536?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7981755112206257536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7981755112206257536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7981755112206257536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7981755112206257536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/03/okie-so-in-morning-qing-went-over-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R-_Ntyq22OI/AAAAAAAAAOc/aElBV5-_z9c/s72-c/30032008108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6830385237866060893</id><published>2008-03-28T12:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T03:17:02.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm trying real hard not to fall asleep, cus qing has to be at his mum's place at 530am,&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna accompany him so tht he would not bored on his way there.&lt;br /&gt;he might even fall asleep when driving. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having sisters are the best thing that could ever happen,&lt;br /&gt;i think i don't even need frens because we can talk about anything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;although irritating most of the time, there'll still lovable.&lt;br /&gt;we do the craziest things together,&lt;br /&gt;like chopping of our fringes. i don't have photos of sandra though. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 169px" height="479" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080327_14.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; HEIGHT: 170px" height="479" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080327_2.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="479" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080327_13-1.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 189px" height="479" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080327_1.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="480" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080327_15.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 178px" height="482" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080327.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we 4 squeeze in front of the damn laptop to take ugly photos.&lt;br /&gt;look at our heinous (how to spell ? anyways, i guess you know what i'm driving at.) faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="479" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080320_60.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me, followed by. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 309px; HEIGHT: 202px" height="477" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080320_76.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra, then. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 220px" height="480" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080320_62.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah and lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 213px" height="479" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/Snapshot_20080320_59.jpg" width="318" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;samantha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hafta go prepare now. i'm so sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6830385237866060893?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6830385237866060893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6830385237866060893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6830385237866060893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6830385237866060893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-trying-real-hard-not-to-fall-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-5680243754378430013</id><published>2008-03-20T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:36:26.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's funny how me &amp;amp; sarah missed morning class today for self-proclaimed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late and texted sarah and who knows,&lt;br /&gt;she didn't hear her alarm too and was still sleeping. haa.&lt;br /&gt;i can't get to sleep these few days.&lt;br /&gt;at night i'll toss and turn in bed,&lt;br /&gt;and start thinking of things, sometimes even with my mind blank.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'll be dreaming already but in fact i have been awake.&lt;br /&gt;(what is this called ? the half asleep half awake state ?)&lt;br /&gt;i so hate it cause i can't get sufficient rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;don't know if i'm feeling paranoid lately,&lt;br /&gt;or it's because of the phases i'm going through in life -&lt;br /&gt;the moving of bloody goalpost-es aiming for the best be it academically or career wise,&lt;br /&gt;that i've started again to ponder on my dependence on qing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm uncertain if it's still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; between us,&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldn't want this love to shift it's weight, become different and unrecognizable.&lt;br /&gt;it has become a daily routine to wake up and head our different ways,&lt;br /&gt;with him coming to pick me home wherever i am.&lt;br /&gt;then he will start surfing the net and neglecting me to do my own stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;like staring at the ceiling. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;i probably am thinking this way cus i need attention or i have matured.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;if i told &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that you are my priority,&lt;br /&gt;would u say i'm only your option ?&lt;br /&gt;i miss the hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all i want to do now is to complete my course and start thinking about the jobs i wanna take up - cosmetic or hotel line and i'm even considering on FAs side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-5680243754378430013?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5680243754378430013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=5680243754378430013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5680243754378430013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5680243754378430013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-funny-how-me-sarah-missed-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-7444688800152295470</id><published>2008-03-19T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:56:56.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R-E3miKtJBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tll-i2hBzn4/s1600-h/28022008034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179482181599044626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R-E3miKtJBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tll-i2hBzn4/s320/28022008034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i forgot to take my happy pills today,&lt;br /&gt;am feeling so moody, or izzit cus i'm sleepy ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am too lazy to upload photos !&lt;br /&gt;i want to upload my posts,&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno where to start with. ;(&lt;br /&gt;the new school term is here,&lt;br /&gt;thus life has been monotonous - yet again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a breather.&lt;br /&gt;have been hanging around with qing and his friends,&lt;br /&gt;the same few familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really have nothing to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7444688800152295470?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7444688800152295470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7444688800152295470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7444688800152295470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7444688800152295470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-to-upload-my-posts-but-i-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R-E3miKtJBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tll-i2hBzn4/s72-c/28022008034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6557446700841195536</id><published>2008-03-08T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T17:29:17.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tp !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 19MONTHS BABY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was in JB with dearest and his friends last night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but sadly i didn't get to eat my butter sotongs !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just the thot of it makes me drool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i haven't been blogging due to exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 more papers this coming tuesday and friday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i'll be done for the module.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2days ago, i felt my hands shivering while holding on to the steering wheel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and my left leg trembling while stepping on the clutch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can't believe i've gotten my class3 license already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been dragging it for a unbelievable 2 and a half years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now, qing keeps asking me to drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i still feel scared driving a manual car, especially his !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can't stand the nagging i'll receive if i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i'll be back for more updates the week after next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with photos which were taken at cherry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on marissa's and anthony's "last" day in singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my cousin may be irritaing but she's nice most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hope she'll get along fine with anthony back in australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and anthony, send me an email with ur aussie address.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll mail you the toe socks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6557446700841195536?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6557446700841195536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6557446700841195536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6557446700841195536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6557446700841195536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/03/tp.html' title='tp !'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-5990903246286893413</id><published>2008-02-28T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:39:37.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the floor is cold and hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8WdnNg1lUI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VkC2STn_Z2s/s1600-h/748939290_2040387437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171713044072731970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8WdnNg1lUI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VkC2STn_Z2s/s320/748939290_2040387437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel love in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;can't u feel mine ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8Wdgdg1lTI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZRbrNfCvTHE/s1600-h/748939290_2040387437.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-5990903246286893413?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5990903246286893413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=5990903246286893413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5990903246286893413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5990903246286893413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8WdnNg1lUI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VkC2STn_Z2s/s72-c/748939290_2040387437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6135293281214262063</id><published>2008-02-25T04:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T04:55:12.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i enjoyed time spent with my &lt;em&gt;babybaby&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats why the weekend becomes a past so quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's monday, school later !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY3tg1lPI/AAAAAAAAANk/tTyjjISLlVc/s1600-h/P20-02-08_13.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170652298819769586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY3tg1lPI/AAAAAAAAANk/tTyjjISLlVc/s320/P20-02-08_13.29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY39g1lQI/AAAAAAAAANs/uwCaMVQQZWE/s1600-h/P20-02-08_13.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170652303114736898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY39g1lQI/AAAAAAAAANs/uwCaMVQQZWE/s320/P20-02-08_13.31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY39g1lRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nhhnz3XFWFg/s1600-h/P20-02-08_13.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170652303114736914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY39g1lRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nhhnz3XFWFg/s320/P20-02-08_13.32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY4Ng1lSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/eOu1S-mYoYE/s1600-h/P20-02-08_13.37%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170652307409704226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY4Ng1lSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/eOu1S-mYoYE/s320/P20-02-08_13.37%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYp9g1lNI/AAAAAAAAANU/D3-dnVjgLww/s1600-h/P19-02-08_14.20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170652062596568274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYp9g1lNI/AAAAAAAAANU/D3-dnVjgLww/s320/P19-02-08_14.20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYT9g1lII/AAAAAAAAAMs/I33wGbgEUSE/s1600-h/P19-02-08_14.20%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651684639446146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYT9g1lII/AAAAAAAAAMs/I33wGbgEUSE/s320/P19-02-08_14.20%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYUNg1lJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4DgErsn_meg/s1600-h/P19-02-08_14.21%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651688934413458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYUNg1lJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4DgErsn_meg/s320/P19-02-08_14.21%5B02%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYUNg1lKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/B6DVqQY8Um8/s1600-h/P19-02-08_14.22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651688934413474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYUNg1lKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/B6DVqQY8Um8/s320/P19-02-08_14.22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYUdg1lLI/AAAAAAAAANE/Q-qfkNrvHzo/s1600-h/P18-02-08_14.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651693229380786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYUdg1lLI/AAAAAAAAANE/Q-qfkNrvHzo/s320/P18-02-08_14.28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYUdg1lMI/AAAAAAAAANM/THP4EedYS7c/s1600-h/P18-02-08_14.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651693229380802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HYUdg1lMI/AAAAAAAAANM/THP4EedYS7c/s320/P18-02-08_14.29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HX39g1lDI/AAAAAAAAAME/BDlJmR2IsiM/s1600-h/310120084397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651203603108914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HX39g1lDI/AAAAAAAAAME/BDlJmR2IsiM/s320/310120084397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HX4tg1lEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/0pkOyu4Mdbk/s1600-h/310120084398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651216488010818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HX4tg1lEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/0pkOyu4Mdbk/s320/310120084398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HX4tg1lFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/tfN6y4ZGVnk/s1600-h/310120084402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651216488010834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HX4tg1lFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/tfN6y4ZGVnk/s320/310120084402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HX49g1lGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EmfU2onsGho/s1600-h/310120084404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170651220782978146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HX49g1lGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EmfU2onsGho/s320/310120084404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all these were taken in class or outside the school gate during breaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6135293281214262063?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6135293281214262063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6135293281214262063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6135293281214262063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6135293281214262063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_25.html' title='...'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R8HY3tg1lPI/AAAAAAAAANk/tTyjjISLlVc/s72-c/P20-02-08_13.29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1623295194312831010</id><published>2008-02-18T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T02:06:03.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing's sick. ;(&lt;br /&gt;he's been so quiet and i'm so not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, he still went out with me today.&lt;br /&gt;or izzit i was tagging along with him ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh happy day !&lt;br /&gt;even though we did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;i just loveeeeeeeee the time we spend together. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="640" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/17022008016.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at us ! my kiddo kiddy rebellious kid,&lt;br /&gt;and fat fat fatty bombom me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/rebellious.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his precious now, not me anymore !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;/me sulk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;off to shower now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow's the day i'll start studying for my exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1623295194312831010?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1623295194312831010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1623295194312831010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1623295194312831010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1623295194312831010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-2710982052640292988</id><published>2008-02-16T21:01:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:21:42.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm a little late but still, happy chinese new year !&lt;br /&gt;no school for 3days - 6th, 7th and 8th plus the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;school has started for a week already but i'm still in the holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to get sick of school.&lt;br /&gt;3assignments already submitted, with 1more to go.&lt;br /&gt;( i haven't touched it yet ! )&lt;br /&gt;it's a real big load taken off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;i'm left with the examinations coming up in 2.5weeks time,&lt;br /&gt;and TP ! it's ok if i fail the TP,&lt;br /&gt;but i don't wanna fail my exams.&lt;br /&gt;it's time i start to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year has been great !&lt;br /&gt;went around visiting with qing, had gatherings with my family,&lt;br /&gt;work &amp;amp; thai disco-ing ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i have loads of pictures but i'm still waiting for sandra to send them to me.&lt;br /&gt;so here goes the ones i've received from marissa first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7biUw36FRI/AAAAAAAAALE/ia6W1zIDmRo/s320/GetAttachment26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7biVA36FSI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZWVCimqPf0E/s1600-h/GetAttachment25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167566473093846306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7biVA36FSI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZWVCimqPf0E/s320/GetAttachment25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7biWA36FTI/AAAAAAAAALU/tqz--rtrykc/s1600-h/GetAttachment24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167566490273715506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7biWA36FTI/AAAAAAAAALU/tqz--rtrykc/s320/GetAttachment24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7biFA36FOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/agxbu5OuYjU/s1600-h/GetAttachment23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bg9g36FBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uLEvEI3laxk/s1600-h/GetAttachment6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167564969855292434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bg9g36FBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uLEvEI3laxk/s320/GetAttachment6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bgxQ36E8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/6ADqAm_TGhY/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167564759401894850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bgxQ36E8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/6ADqAm_TGhY/s320/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bgxg36E9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/S5MC6KgoYsQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167564763696862162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bgxg36E9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/S5MC6KgoYsQ/s320/GetAttachment4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bgxw36E-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/5oJoSaWB2GQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167564767991829474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bgxw36E-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/5oJoSaWB2GQ/s320/GetAttachment5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bggw36E5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/nt2_GSYjBbo/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167564475934053266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bggw36E5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/nt2_GSYjBbo/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bghA36E6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/btH_dU2LAuc/s1600-h/GetAttachment1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167564480229020578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bghA36E6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/btH_dU2LAuc/s320/GetAttachment1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bghA36E7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/lcJdTbjcRCM/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167564480229020594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bghA36E7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/lcJdTbjcRCM/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and before i forget,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; happy birthday darling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-2710982052640292988?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2710982052640292988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=2710982052640292988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/2710982052640292988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/2710982052640292988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-mood.html' title='cny mood.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R7bihQ36FUI/AAAAAAAAALc/S3DkIpKvPa0/s72-c/GetAttachment29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6584951685577230616</id><published>2008-02-01T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T03:41:12.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you made my day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; totally drained out of energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i woke up at 7.30am for school today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and went home around 4pm to rush my project which is dued tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am so satisfied i've got 2projects done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's really a load of my shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got prepared for work and after work - cherry !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what the hell am i doing, still awake at this unearthly hour ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hafta wake up at 8am for school. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, the this made my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R6IjylUy_wI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6Oc5-fOwGUA/s1600-h/DSC00530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161727474839781122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R6IjylUy_wI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6Oc5-fOwGUA/s320/DSC00530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing made my day, with lotsa love. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6584951685577230616?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6584951685577230616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6584951685577230616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6584951685577230616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6584951685577230616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-made-my-day.html' title='you made my day.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R6IjylUy_wI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6Oc5-fOwGUA/s72-c/DSC00530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-8310064651035299469</id><published>2008-01-28T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T03:56:06.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have been wanting to blog for days,&lt;br /&gt;but i have loads up my hands - the assignments due soon, driving lessons, and work.&lt;br /&gt;morever, qing has been using the computer,&lt;br /&gt;on suzuki websites a few hours a day without even letting me touch it.&lt;br /&gt;i have a very tight schedule this week.&lt;br /&gt;i hate, but it happens !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 194px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="566" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/140120084317.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll look like this, with sleepy face and messy hair.&lt;br /&gt;i still can't get used to the sun.&lt;br /&gt;i dislike it so much especially on days i take bus to school by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 292px; HEIGHT: 198px" height="768" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC00437.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what me and sarah munch on in class to keep us awake.&lt;br /&gt;my packed garlic toast. dddeliciouss !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is becoming very tedious for me.&lt;br /&gt;i prefer the usual, that is if when i'm not working,&lt;br /&gt;i stay home and revise my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;the lecturer praised me &amp;amp; sarah in class for submitting an assignment last week.&lt;br /&gt;our classmates said we very 'ahlian, act guai' only,&lt;br /&gt;but that isn't the case.&lt;br /&gt;only me and sarah knows whats going on behind the scenes.&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, sarah did most of the assignment. haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="1025" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/DSC00436.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the reasons why work is enjoyable -&lt;br /&gt;the companion of irritator yi cai. ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="639" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/260120084365.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my fat face, its the only angle i can take with my babies.&lt;br /&gt;i only spend saturdays and sundays with qing and my babies.&lt;br /&gt;the past 12345678910weeks, was prawning and more prawning.&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing mahjong terribly.&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;strong&gt;qing&lt;s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;baby, no matter you bring me go where i also will go.&lt;br /&gt;even if it means waiting hours with u in a car workshop,&lt;br /&gt;i won't complain. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="1025" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/190120084334.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lasttttttttly, love love love you.&lt;br /&gt;yucks, sounds so mushy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll whisper the words discreetly next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i head to bed ( qing's already snoring beside me thats y i could blog ! ),&lt;br /&gt;i wanna help vincent's father (mr lim )advertise his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/260120084358.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. this is the car i'm most familiar with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyone wanna take private driving lessons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;please contact 9******5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-8310064651035299469?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8310064651035299469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=8310064651035299469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/8310064651035299469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/8310064651035299469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_28.html' title='...'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-5675594584123451387</id><published>2008-01-23T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:49:49.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey peeps.</title><content type='html'>hey peeps !&lt;br /&gt;this is a random update,&lt;br /&gt;while i take a break away from my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at home now, waiting for qing to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;life has been rather mundane of late.&lt;br /&gt;everyday is shuttling between school and home,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes school home then work.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i find life more meaningful. ;)&lt;br /&gt;it's a grave mistake leading sucha horrible life for the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many overdue pics but i'll post some,&lt;br /&gt;depending on my mood,&lt;br /&gt;when i reach qing's house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-5675594584123451387?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5675594584123451387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=5675594584123451387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5675594584123451387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5675594584123451387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-peeps.html' title='hey peeps.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1906125362582836004</id><published>2008-01-15T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:11:21.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about school and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I REALISED. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from day to day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've either been feeling euphoric because something marvellous has happened,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or depressed because something unexpected has just ruined everything.&lt;br /&gt;time is leaping ever since school officially started.&lt;br /&gt;everyday's the same old routine.&lt;br /&gt;i find it such a hassle taking a bus to and fro,&lt;br /&gt;the long and jerky journey -&lt;br /&gt;that's what i hate most about going to school.&lt;br /&gt;in less then a month's time, 4 assignments will be dued,&lt;br /&gt;and examinations in march including TP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been incessantly reading books in the past 1week.&lt;br /&gt;i'm done with Paulo Coelho's "the alchemist",&lt;br /&gt;and "eleven minutes",&lt;br /&gt;and i'm 3/4 done with Marian Keyes's "anybody out there ?"&lt;br /&gt;i read for the sake of reading,&lt;br /&gt;and not because i'm interested in reading.&lt;br /&gt;i read to pass time,&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'm spending all my time on reading !&lt;br /&gt;(hah ! i don't know what i'm saying.)&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have no class tml and the day after,&lt;br /&gt;therfore i'm gonna dedicate my time to my assignments and driving lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has been nice/great recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;having brunch over at my place on sundays,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fetching me after work, if i had work that day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or picking me up at hougang back to his home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he even picked me up from school earlier today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a simple gesture i really appreciate because it makes me happy. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: i'm not the type to make him responsible for my happiness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or blame him for my possible unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the only moments he irritated me was probably because&lt;br /&gt;of the hard week at work and he was getting cranky.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i felt like strangling him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i like the way we are now,&lt;br /&gt;cocooned in our own little world.&lt;br /&gt;somehow or rather,&lt;br /&gt;i miss those times when the world had tilted off its axis,&lt;br /&gt;when we argued inappropriately and nearly could see the vibes zigzagging in the air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after quarrelling, we know we still need one another and patch things up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and that feeling is very warming to the heart, comforting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmmm, i smile as i think back,&lt;br /&gt;thats what memories are for ------ keeps.&lt;br /&gt;i love you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i happened to browse through my photobucket,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;here are some peektures just for laughs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because i decided pictures spice up an entry. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2004's photos with an ugly piercing and no eyebrows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/sayyouLOVEme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/lookatSTEPHIEEnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;these were 2006's photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="267" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/stephiee.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="263" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/lvx1838.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/lvx1656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/DSC00153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me me me with disgusting eyeliner. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/DSC00146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="264" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/putsvssml.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my beloved cousin marissa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="266" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/stphnsrh.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="265" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/19vrsus16.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and sarah. and guess who ? samantha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/lvx1524.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 167px; HEIGHT: 236px" height="236" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/lvx1516.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;darlingggggggggggggggggg. hahaha, i cannot help but lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 271px" height="233" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/lvx1538.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; HEIGHT: 270px" height="270" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/sndr_stph.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibi &amp;amp; sandra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the days our world revolved around alcohol and drugs !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we looked awful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/lvx1418-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/lvx1423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/cry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/MiniSandra1082z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thts darling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and sandra below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/bbabymuii/MiniSandra1084q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lastly, my precious bobo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which hasn't been around me for a long long long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="229" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y5/xiaOgerzZz/lll.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need to tell myself something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've grown up ! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1906125362582836004?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1906125362582836004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1906125362582836004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1906125362582836004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1906125362582836004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-school-and-me.html' title='about school and me.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-848327448450656088</id><published>2008-01-06T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T13:35:06.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can't believe i'm still awake at this hour,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when class starts at 9am later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, anyway i love sundays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because it's get together time for me and qing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;prawning at bishan till 3am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and qing helped me remove my hair extensions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel weird looking at the girl in the mirror,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;although the girl in the mirror is me. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R4RcH0o3TxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1e6Il4UqrR4/s1600-h/060120084272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153345163077570322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R4RcH0o3TxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1e6Il4UqrR4/s320/060120084272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;say byebye to long hair. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty for missing today's family gathering at marissa's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wanted to go, but i had my reasons not going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel that we cousins are drifting further from each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess that it's part of growing up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when each of us are so occupied doing our own things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be it work, school or simply spending time with our boyfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nevertheless, there's this still this irreplaceble bond there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love my family ! everyone of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;long day ahead later - 9am to 5pm class &amp;amp; stayback for assignment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;long day ahead tml - 2pm to 5pm class, driving lessons &amp; work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;helppppppppppp ! i can hardly breathe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-848327448450656088?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/848327448450656088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=848327448450656088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/848327448450656088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/848327448450656088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/01/awake.html' title='awake.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R4RcH0o3TxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1e6Il4UqrR4/s72-c/060120084272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1074465123843510968</id><published>2008-01-03T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T03:42:24.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cannot imagine myself queue-ing up at punggol nasi lemak for almost an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my mum and uncles were painting the house,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thus we(me&amp;amp;qing) decided to be nice and take home dinner for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;prawning at bishan ytd night till 3am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;came home and watched alvin and the chipmunks on dvd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay ! bishan my new-found ground for prawning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the enviornments' very relaxing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can order food and drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;most importantly, the toilet is just a few steps away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i woke up in a daze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and reluctantly dragged myself to the shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my eyes were practically closing when i was putting make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and sarah always fails our mission - to take a bus to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we ended up in a cab today because it was raining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was a fortunate event, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because both of us actually forgot that class starts at 1pm today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school was torturous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and imagine, i just came home from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's gonna be another tiring day tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can picture myself dragging my feet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and with either foot inching forward,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the maximum distance moved is 3cm. boohoohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i will end abruptly here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cus nothing else is on my mind except for - SLEEP !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1074465123843510968?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1074465123843510968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1074465123843510968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1074465123843510968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1074465123843510968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-2953978251358573498</id><published>2007-12-31T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T03:46:26.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of 2007.</title><content type='html'>it's the last day of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i can visualise my days of 2008 to be busy.&lt;br /&gt;1st priority - school. (mondays to fridays)&lt;br /&gt;2nd priority - driving lessons. (weekends)&lt;br /&gt;and lastly - work. (at night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just browsing thru previous entries on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;and at this time last year, i was doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;and what i'm gonna do later on in the night, it's the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;work laaaaahhhhhhhh, what else ?&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i've worked in pubs for more den a year already.&lt;br /&gt;together with darling, sarah and sandra.&lt;br /&gt;it's fun though, because we can get to know people from all genres.&lt;br /&gt;the interesting ones, humorous ones, revolting ones, irritating ones,&lt;br /&gt;the young and the old, the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;it's sad that most of them are just passerbys in life.&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to meet anyone who can truly truly be a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;and when i say friend, it means someone i can turn to,&lt;br /&gt;be it if i'm feeling happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the point, it's not that bad working tonight,&lt;br /&gt;because other den work where else is there for me to go ?&lt;br /&gt;everywhere will be so darn packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 268px" height="232" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/080806.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="413" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/0808063.jpg" width="361" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;our very first few photos. ;p i know i'm fat ! lol.&lt;/p&gt;qing&lt;s&gt;baby&lt;/s&gt; i know due to mine/yours/our busy lives,&lt;br /&gt;i/you/we forget about the sweet and lovely times, the ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;the effort put into this relationship, and even the problems we once faced.&lt;br /&gt;fret not, cus i will be there anytime, anywhere to remind you,&lt;br /&gt;for it was never easy for you nor me right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;eventually (or rather till today), we never gave up.&lt;br /&gt;i hope our bond will remain like this,&lt;br /&gt;if not, even better. ;)&lt;div 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2007.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-595864661634397322</id><published>2007-12-28T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T03:54:59.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;JADED !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put salt on my ulcer ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each time i do it, the pain is so unbearable, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll feel like tearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still somewhat bearable lah. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it likes staying in my mouth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it has been there for a week already,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i don't feel that it's getting any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boohoohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;school started ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sarah picked me up in a cab and of course headed to school lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the damn cab driver was so annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he didn't know the way and didn't even know how to read the map we showed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ended up skipping orientation.&lt;br /&gt;ytd's class consisted of 80students,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today's class held 91 students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sucha big group i wonder how i'm gonna manage studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite all the chatterings of inconsiderate students,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still cannot manage to keep myself awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so tiring can !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3QAt0o3TvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wLnU_t880w8/s1600-h/DSC00216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148741061215473394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3QAt0o3TvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wLnU_t880w8/s320/DSC00216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and sarah in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3QA70o3TwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fwtx10aZrT8/s1600-h/271220074232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148741301733641986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3QA70o3TwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fwtx10aZrT8/s320/271220074232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were entertaining ourselves to keep us awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after school, headed to town with sarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to get a bag for school, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more stationeries &amp;amp; to exchange sarah's gucci wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was her xmas present, but she didn't like the design. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my gucci bag cost $1080 only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna get it sometime soon. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had teppanyaki for dinner and it was so disappointing !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the cook was new, but i'll be back for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left town for work with only one pair of shoes. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, qing surprised me with something today but he say can't blog it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRRR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at the time now, i'm waiting for my hair to dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadsad, i no hairdryer in the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good night worldddddddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-595864661634397322?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/595864661634397322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6757874672102992328</id><published>2007-12-25T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:28:39.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;update of peektures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlA0o3ThI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TzWz3PTFS10/s1600-h/25122007298q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866176377277970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlA0o3ThI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TzWz3PTFS10/s320/25122007298q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrUo3TtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9D7VZwSsw1s/s1600-h/DSC00081q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866906521718482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrUo3TtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9D7VZwSsw1s/s320/DSC00081q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlyUo3TuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/r7GhLSxuv1Q/s1600-h/DSC00090q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147867026780802786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlyUo3TuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/r7GhLSxuv1Q/s320/DSC00090q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SARAH &amp;amp; I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for photo taking purposes only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;luckily we weren't forced to wear the ugly santa hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlAko3TgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ILWS_0XzVu8/s1600-h/25122007294q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866172082310658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlAko3TgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ILWS_0XzVu8/s320/25122007294q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlAko3TfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LHukoOWd804/s1600-h/25122007291q.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866172082310642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlAko3TfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LHukoOWd804/s320/25122007291q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANDRA &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;i love the light sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrEo3TpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6UEjvwX-FDw/s1600-h/251220074213q.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866902226751122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrEo3TpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6UEjvwX-FDw/s320/251220074213q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrEo3TqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pOlY2T3djHY/s1600-h/251220074214q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866902226751138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrEo3TqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pOlY2T3djHY/s320/251220074214q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SAMANTHA &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;candy canes are a must,&lt;br /&gt;because i eat that only on christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlA0o3TiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0dWwI_uvX0I/s1600-h/251220074206q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866176377277986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlA0o3TiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0dWwI_uvX0I/s320/251220074206q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZUo3TkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ubek-zKgShY/s1600-h/251220074207q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866597284073026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZUo3TkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ubek-zKgShY/s320/251220074207q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HARRISSON &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;he always says i take photo always take half his face only.&lt;br /&gt;haha, quite true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZUo3TmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/PP1qHHNSHTY/s1600-h/251220074210q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866597284073058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZUo3TmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/PP1qHHNSHTY/s320/251220074210q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZUo3TlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4eL1CdCIH5E/s1600-h/251220074208q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866597284073042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZUo3TlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4eL1CdCIH5E/s320/251220074208q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;JOHN, YI CAI &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrUo3TrI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BeP0Rb_mxeY/s1600-h/251220074216q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866906521718450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrUo3TrI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BeP0Rb_mxeY/s320/251220074216q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrUo3TsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2GroYuQDapY/s1600-h/251220074217q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866906521718466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlrUo3TsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2GroYuQDapY/s320/251220074217q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SAMUEL, JEREMY &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZko3ToI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-kGxyV6sn1Q/s1600-h/251220074212q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866601579040386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZko3ToI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-kGxyV6sn1Q/s320/251220074212q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZko3TnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NlHxNrZ_n7g/s1600-h/251220074211q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866601579040370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlZko3TnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NlHxNrZ_n7g/s320/251220074211q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IVAN, WILSON &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlBEo3TjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DUSUNL8vslo/s1600-h/251220074205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147866180672245298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlBEo3TjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DUSUNL8vslo/s320/251220074205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lastly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AH TIONG !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6757874672102992328?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R3DlA0o3ThI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TzWz3PTFS10/s72-c/25122007298q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-2229230810064619215</id><published>2007-12-25T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T07:28:52.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry merry xmas.</title><content type='html'>my heart aches a little.&lt;br /&gt;i left qing alone at home to spend lonely christmas,&lt;br /&gt;while i was at my workplace enjoying with friends.&lt;br /&gt;i even went to cherry after work to meet up with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;it's the time spent together that matters,&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad even just by looking at him sleeping soundly beside me.&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-2229230810064619215?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-112730755459124635</id><published>2007-12-19T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T04:39:02.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunflower</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145413088626298322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R2gt8Uo3TdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TYj4BulHuoA/s320/181220074194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R2gvPEo3TeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8-UzfnwfMdI/s1600-h/181220074169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145414510260473314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R2gvPEo3TeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8-UzfnwfMdI/s320/181220074169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;i took a picture with my sunflower,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before it withers and finds itself in the dustbin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you better be my sunshine !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you better make me happy when the skies are grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll never know how much i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-112730755459124635?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/112730755459124635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=112730755459124635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/112730755459124635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/112730755459124635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunflower.html' title='sunflower'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R2gt8Uo3TdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TYj4BulHuoA/s72-c/181220074194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-5374171646351705097</id><published>2007-12-17T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T04:39:41.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="856" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/131220074139.jpg" width="374" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made it home on time for mummy's lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole day being a couch potato at home,&lt;br /&gt;together with qing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught fred claus on dvd.&lt;br /&gt;and it dawned on me, christmas is around the corner,&lt;br /&gt;and 2007 is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;no achievements made this year.&lt;br /&gt;but i believe 2008 will be a great year -&lt;br /&gt;a whole new lifestyle for myself and maybe my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;it's the season to make merry.&lt;br /&gt;everybody party hard !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and use condoms if necessary. ;p&lt;br /&gt;i think i won't be blogging till after christmas,&lt;br /&gt;cus my working schedule is rather packed,&lt;br /&gt;so for the next few days my life would be more or less dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;dearest boyfriend, my loveliest bitches and generous friends,&lt;br /&gt;here's my wishlist for you !&lt;br /&gt;cheers !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/0benetint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''benetint'' from benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/0brighteningfaceprimer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''that gal'' brightening face primer from benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/0shiseidomoisturerelaxingmask.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiseido's moisture relaxing mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/GingkoGreenBBCream_S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skinfood's gingko green BB cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/PeachSakePoreMinimizingBase_S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skinfood's peach sake pore minimizing base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/pd_bodybutter_cocoabutter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body shop's cocoa body butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/pd_africa_spa_salt_scrub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body shop's africa spa salt scrub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/0lv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LV's monogram mini pochette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/0newbrittlargetote33x14x30cm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gucci's ''newbritt'' large tote 33x14x30cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/0charmymediumtote25x12x31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gucci's ''charmy'' medium tote 25x12x31cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 288px" height="880" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/AhQinG35.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''love'' from boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, there's still so many stuffs in my wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;i guess nothing is ever enough to fulfill my &lt;strong&gt;wants&lt;/strong&gt; ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they are wants only, not even needs. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;will be going to bugis with sarah on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be getting stationeries for school.&lt;br /&gt;school is officially starting on the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;stephiee is going back to school. yay yay ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-5374171646351705097?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5374171646351705097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=5374171646351705097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5374171646351705097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5374171646351705097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas.html' title='xmas.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1125258540180585154</id><published>2007-12-12T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:47:05.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mummy's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;first on today's post,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST MUMMY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on the 10th laa, which was yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm beginning to realise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this sentance is so true - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"mother's are the best in the world.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i used to complain alot about my mum,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for all the restrictions she imposed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be it going out, the kinda friends i make, my studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's all for my own good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i know. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dinner over at G7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and qing reached first,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and luckily mummy, sandra, sarah and samantha didn't take long to arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were supposed to meet at 7pm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;den was changed to 8pm, but we started ordering at around 9pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my hunger pangs were killing me already,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i was sulking the whole time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;till food was served on our table. heh heh !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had the previlege of qing removing the meat from the crabs for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i still don't like crabs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they taste so crabby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like why i don't like prawns,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because they taste so prawny. eeeeewwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cramps are killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;makes me so lethargic, i don't even wanna get my fat ass out to buy food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okok, don't think about food and everything will be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back to my movie marathon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1125258540180585154?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1125258540180585154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1125258540180585154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1125258540180585154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1125258540180585154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/12/mummys-birthday.html' title='mummy&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-7503059839392747444</id><published>2007-12-08T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T04:30:08.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>humph.</title><content type='html'>days pass so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;it's the &lt;strong&gt;8th&lt;/strong&gt; again,&lt;br /&gt;it's been 16 months that we've gone through.&lt;br /&gt;the good and bad times.&lt;br /&gt;i just dislike him for shouting at me in the cab just now,&lt;br /&gt;though he claims it was unintentional. humph.&lt;br /&gt;i still take it to heart,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why even the littlest things hurts me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just look forward to sunday.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be bringing my mummy out for dinner as usual,&lt;br /&gt;because it's her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, another year older.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my mummy never ages,&lt;br /&gt;so that she could be by my/our side forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that some fat pig stepped on my feet just now.&lt;br /&gt;so pain so pain.&lt;br /&gt;i felt the tingling sensation when i was bathing just now.&lt;br /&gt;den i realised,&lt;br /&gt;yah, some idiot stepped on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;painful !&lt;br /&gt;curse that idiot ! shift (13456).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;! #$%^&lt;/strike&gt; GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;i had a drop too much of alcohol today.&lt;br /&gt;off to dreamland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7503059839392747444?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7503059839392747444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=7503059839392747444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7503059839392747444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/7503059839392747444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/12/humph.html' title='humph.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1602608932065542146</id><published>2007-12-06T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:58:01.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherry ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;sarah came over to qing's house the past two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i foolishly accompanied her for her hair-dye on tuesday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and her hair extensions yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wasted my time waiting and waiting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but well, i had nothing better to do anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dinner over at marissa's place together with her family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and mine ! i love my ah ma's dishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had short talks, because it has been long since we gathered together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sarah was saying i sleep in a shoe box,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because qing's room has no windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, he's room has windows just that we do not open it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and she was saying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even though i'm the oldest i act like the youngest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because she says i don't take care of them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like how they take care of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh, this is so not true. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed to cherry thai disco with marissa, melvin, sarah and anthony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sandra, qing and darling joined us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;quite an enjoyable night despite cherry being quite empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love their companionship and i feel so comfortable with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i loved the song they played when they were closing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was sang by potato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that song brought back lotsa memories of &lt;em&gt;me&amp;amp;qing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i kept falling in and out of slumber though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had blocked nose, sore throat and i kept coughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was feeling cold den hot, hot den cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i woke up with my lips cracked. it hurts !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i havent been sick for 123456789years !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but still, off to work tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1602608932065542146?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1602608932065542146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1602608932065542146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1602608932065542146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1602608932065542146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/12/cherry.html' title='cherry ~'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-3377496256905520925</id><published>2007-12-05T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T02:21:09.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sickkkkkkk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feeeeeeeeel so feverish.&lt;br /&gt;sore throat and headache !&lt;br /&gt;sucks to the maxxxxxxxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;i've got no energy to do anything,&lt;br /&gt;putting aside that i'm awake because i'm waiting for qing to be home,&lt;br /&gt;thus, i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he doesn't come home at 4plus in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;like the other day when i waited up for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 1st of december.&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to the newly wed kelis &amp;amp; benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when's my turn ? haha.&lt;br /&gt;qing's gonne kill me when he sees these...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still putting these ugly &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;pictures up. ;p&lt;br /&gt;not my fault he didn't wanna take a proper one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/011220074078.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="1023" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/011220074082.jpg" width="202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so disheartening to hear that sunday the 2nd,&lt;br /&gt;is gonna be their last day they are opened for operation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(oh, i meant marina south.)&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta look out for a new haunt to feed my passion for prawning !&lt;br /&gt;lol, i mean just look for a new prawning farm,&lt;br /&gt;so that i can still kill time by prawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/031220074091.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/031220074090.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late dinner at pepper lunch with sarah on monday,&lt;br /&gt;and we reached to report for work at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;pepper lunch wasn't that fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because while sarah was fiddling with the tongs and my hair,&lt;br /&gt;i was munching on mummy's preserved raddish.&lt;br /&gt;(izzit preserved ? i dunno but it's 'chai po' la)&lt;br /&gt;so i was quite full and was still hesitating whether to go ahead with pepper lunch or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, while at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 243px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/031220074093.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 157px; HEIGHT: 243px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/041220074105.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 243px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/041220074101.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah, john &amp;amp; jason. ;)&lt;br /&gt;i almost became singapore's iconic merlion.&lt;br /&gt;while sarah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="768" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/041220074100.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OBVIOUSLY WASTED !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's just trying to act okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm off to call qing.&lt;br /&gt;my head feels so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="765" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/041220074095.jpg" width="378" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with love, stephiee &lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-3377496256905520925?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3377496256905520925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=3377496256905520925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3377496256905520925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3377496256905520925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/12/sickkkkkkk.html' title='sickkkkkkk.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-4352763551246882867</id><published>2007-11-29T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T18:52:41.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R06ZjP6gB4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/SOL_EuHF_DM/s1600-h/2911200740621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138213055722686338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R06ZjP6gB4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/SOL_EuHF_DM/s320/2911200740621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing took this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R06Wi_6gB3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/-O8m2VoYPh4/s1600-h/2911200740641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138209752892835698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R06Wi_6gB3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/-O8m2VoYPh4/s320/2911200740641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up slightly before hearing someone knock on the room door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i opened the door,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to my surprise it was qing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;humph ! never buy lunch for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i snapped this photo while he was busy on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i knew he wouldn't be looking at the camera so i looked away too. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pardon my looks. like what i said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just woke up not too long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;off to prepare for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seem like i haven't work for a long time already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4352763551246882867?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4352763551246882867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=4352763551246882867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4352763551246882867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/4352763551246882867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R06ZjP6gB4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/SOL_EuHF_DM/s72-c/2911200740621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6480277283929117798</id><published>2007-11-28T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T01:08:09.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;am masking now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just did my spa salt scrub in shower, i loveeeeeeeee it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need to get my body butter soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was an annoying day for me, today !&lt;br /&gt;i hate cab-snatchers.&lt;br /&gt;and i dislike cab drivers that don't wanna fetch,&lt;br /&gt;when they have no passengers at all.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining almost the whole of today.&lt;br /&gt;i waited almost an hour under the drizzle,&lt;br /&gt;only for allowing the stupid lady cab-snatcher,&lt;br /&gt;to comment on what a fool i am,&lt;br /&gt;laughing her ass off, when she snatched my cab away.&lt;br /&gt;i took a bus home in the end.&lt;br /&gt;the journey was not that long,&lt;br /&gt;but there was this idiot that kept pressing the bell at every stop.&lt;br /&gt;and at the bus stops, no one alights.&lt;br /&gt;sucha nuisance in public.&lt;br /&gt;grrr, the people on the bus already packed like sardines in a can lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home and had a quick shower and headed to lorong3's G7.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with sarah, samantha, marissa and anthony.&lt;br /&gt;it was anthony's treat, so we had a spread.&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, considered a spread besides the norm of any other day's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i recommended the mango fish,&lt;br /&gt;it tasted so heavenly, i think it was everyone's favourite,&lt;br /&gt;apart from the frog leg's, steam prawns, sambal kangkong and their 'zhao pai tofu'.&lt;br /&gt;my tummy is bulging now,&lt;br /&gt;i think the food i ate are having a party inside. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two pathetic photos from marissa's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/27112007014.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tequila shots. i think we only had 2rounds of it, plus beer and chivas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="905" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/27112007021.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers ! happy 21st bithday bitchhhhhhh !&lt;br /&gt;my turn next year. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then pictures of yesterday's post birthday bbq !&lt;br /&gt;the bbq was just for fun, with the usuals - 10people attending only.&lt;br /&gt;we started quite late, like around 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;just gossiping, gossiping, gossiping and reminisce-ing (i dunno how to spell, haha !) the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/27112007025.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food, so poor thing so little.&lt;br /&gt;but we didn't manage finishing it,&lt;br /&gt;even though most of the food were given to the stray cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/27112007023.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="767" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/27112007027.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and marissa bbq-ing.&lt;br /&gt;actually we each took turns to bbq,&lt;br /&gt;so that at least got some contribution instead of eat eat eat only.&lt;br /&gt;there's one guilty of it though - darling. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 181px" height="769" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/27112007028.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 181px" height="766" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/27112007029.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two cranky ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="701" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/27112007026.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our booze, which we drank maybe 1/4 from each bottle only.&lt;br /&gt;no one had the mood to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/28112007034.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/281112007032.jpg" width="223" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when we all got bored we decided to compete who could 'tahan' longer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with water melted from ice and ice cubes in the ice box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all so dumb. ya, me dumb dumb too. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sandra won in the end !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we headed home around 2am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didn't go to the beach with marissa ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we used to lie flat on the shore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and talk bout funny things to make us laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but we always end up crying, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because in our minds and hearts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were thinking bout another thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright, am gonna be a good girl today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing is gonna infleunce me from stepping outta the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm gonna wait for my baby baby to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmm......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6480277283929117798?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6480277283929117798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6480277283929117798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6480277283929117798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6480277283929117798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/11/g7.html' title='G7'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-2927432050027275915</id><published>2007-11-27T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:11:26.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marissa's birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R0wFnf6gB0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/L--jN0dXawY/s1600-h/25112007612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137487451062798146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R0wFnf6gB0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/L--jN0dXawY/s320/25112007612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R0wFyv6gB1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/NfvVl6bAVc8/s1600-h/25112007613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137487644336326482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R0wFyv6gB1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/NfvVl6bAVc8/s320/25112007613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jiejie and me on the way to zijie's house for mahjong on sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing was sneakily taking photos behind my back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;till i turned around and posed for him to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i used jiejie's head to cover my &lt;s&gt;no make up&lt;/s&gt;ugly face. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i finally had my garlic mushroom teppanyaki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yummy, i yearn for it again !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, marissa's back from australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we celebrated her 21st birthday at studio 8teen ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from what was supposed to be a happy occasion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everything else went otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the pointing of fingers, the shoutings, the pushings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really wonder what are friends for ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and who do i really call my friends ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess everyone's wearing a mask on their faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i came home looking for comfort,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and found qing looking so worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was surprised he wasn't angry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;instead we had a talk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and he said he didn't wanna lose me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i sometime wonder if the things he says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is because he feels that i'm gonna turn my back and walk away soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i won't if qing proves me i'm wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;about being happier without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GRRR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, i know i still love you. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-2927432050027275915?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R0wFnf6gB0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/L--jN0dXawY/s72-c/25112007612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6477871954315426005</id><published>2007-11-21T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T16:45:22.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peekture.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R0QJTv6gBzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/myeDvMWwv-I/s1600-h/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135239709993207602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R0QJTv6gBzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/myeDvMWwv-I/s320/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for laughs.&lt;br /&gt;i just received this photo from adam.&lt;br /&gt;it was taken during the monsoon hairshow @ dragonfly.&lt;br /&gt;i think i stand so awkwardly on stage.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i had sakae sushi with mummy sarah &amp;amp; samantha at kovan's branch.&lt;br /&gt;i brought jiejie along and she seems to have enjoyed the meal too. ;p&lt;br /&gt;peektures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/211120074008.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="1025" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/211120074010.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="1023" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/211120074019.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="1022" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/211120074040.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't eaten ice-cream for ages.&lt;br /&gt;samantha said it was yummy.&lt;br /&gt;she's always like this when she wanna buys something,&lt;br /&gt;and it's food, she would always tell mummy,&lt;br /&gt;"buy this buy this i try before. very nice.''&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; HEIGHT: 259px" height="1024" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/211120074045.jpg" width="168" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 167px; HEIGHT: 259px" height="1023" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/211120074044.jpg" width="167" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up feeling something wasn't right.&lt;br /&gt;yes my sixth sense was right.&lt;br /&gt;i actually forgot i had driving lesson at 430pm.&lt;br /&gt;i rushed like mad, only to reach the school at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn't be nice to the instructor,&lt;br /&gt;to book a lesson and cancel it on the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;after lesson went to smith street with sarah,&lt;br /&gt;for ma-la steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the service there and it's kinda expensive.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why 'we' like to torture ourselves when it comes to eating.&lt;br /&gt;'we' includes sarah, sandra, darling and myself.&lt;br /&gt;haha, only they will know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's one fifth of the photos i received from trix,&lt;br /&gt;taken at studio 8teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="681" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/_MG_0493.jpg" width="348" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="681" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/_MG_0510.jpg" width="348" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="1025" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/_MG_0507.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="1023" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/_MG_0515.jpg" width="194" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't know whats with the 'twist'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6477871954315426005?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6477871954315426005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6477871954315426005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6477871954315426005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6477871954315426005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/11/peekture.html' title='peekture.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</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://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/R0QJTv6gBzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/myeDvMWwv-I/s72-c/untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-2058379684786126169</id><published>2007-11-20T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T18:14:22.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lasttttt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am so weak.&lt;br /&gt;i never have enough of crying.&lt;br /&gt;i hate pretending that i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;everytime qing asks me "why am i always showing him a black face ?''&lt;br /&gt;what can i answer him ?&lt;br /&gt;i will just say ''nothing.''&lt;br /&gt;because i really don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;i want my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;i search for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;i run far and wide,&lt;br /&gt;and keep ending up into the same deep dark hole just like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know he's trying to stabilize he's job,&lt;br /&gt;but does that mean,&lt;br /&gt;not even a text message from him the whole day till i text him.&lt;br /&gt;he can just simply reply ''i'm busy.''&lt;br /&gt;it just goes to show how important i am to him.&lt;br /&gt;i don't talk to he's friends.&lt;br /&gt;why ? 'because i always don't get what they are talking about.&lt;br /&gt;i have to figure everything by myself about what the heck they are talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate it when i'm crying, i'll have to laugh after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because i don't want my friends to be worried.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when he shows attitude when he's the unreasonable one.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when i talk to qing,&lt;br /&gt;and he can't even be bothered to answer me.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when he plays he's psp.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything he does is right and everything i do is wrong !&lt;br /&gt;even when i try to do things just to please him.&lt;br /&gt;i get nothing out of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whatever i do, i place him first.&lt;br /&gt;i have a hundred mixed emotions in me,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to put them in words.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sucha heartless bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried to tolerate everything bad about him,&lt;br /&gt;but i realised that if i continue tolerating,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be at the losing end.&lt;br /&gt;i have been asking myself,&lt;br /&gt;AM I REALLY HAPPY BEING WITH HIM ?&lt;br /&gt;gosh, no one knows how many tears i've cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came back to his house today,&lt;br /&gt;even though he said i could go home and give &lt;s&gt;this relationsip &lt;/s&gt;US some serious thots.&lt;br /&gt;i missed my baby,&lt;br /&gt;heres a picture of her, to cheer myself up. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 232px" height="768" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w131/mini_stephiee/171120073992.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-2058379684786126169?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-5955369296310603378</id><published>2007-11-16T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:34:56.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i came home around 4am ytd only to find qing not home yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was worried and rung him up immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he told me he was on the way home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thus i headed to the toilet for my shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i was done showering,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he wasn't home yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it got me really mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess i understand how he feels when i'm home late every other night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or maybe he doesn't even give a damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stupid yi cai was chasing me with vanilla's bag of puke ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i havent been able to curb this phobia of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really weird, i was so frightened i didn't know to laugh or to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a really random note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing was looking so dressed up and handsome for work today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he better not hook up any girls. ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-5955369296310603378?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5955369296310603378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=5955369296310603378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5955369296310603378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/5955369296310603378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-random.html' title='random random.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-7498581936220101245</id><published>2007-11-15T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:00:49.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my extensions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/Rzwycv6gBwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oSHLi410VaU/s1600-h/151120073952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133033144775083778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/Rzwycv6gBwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oSHLi410VaU/s320/151120073952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RzwyDv6gBvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0KEhl0gjeyw/s1600-h/151120073927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133032715278354162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RzwyDv6gBvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0KEhl0gjeyw/s320/151120073927.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my hair extensions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love long hair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever since i watched the taiwan serial "tokyo juliet".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, i'm just bored and i'm gonna be late for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because sarah just started putting her make up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm waiting for her to come over and fetch me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so bad lately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cus everytime i come home in the wee hours of the night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never fail to wake qing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the noise i make, with the lights on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the gibberish language i speak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and even at times, with my sobbings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then he'll only catch a few hours of sleep before heading for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even with my nonsense, my unreasonable attitude the night before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he never fails to peck me on the lips or forehead before he leaves home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to me a kiss on the lips means 'i love you',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a kiss on the forehead means 'i wanna be with you forever',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if there is forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i'm typing rubbish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i'm sooooooooooooooooo bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hungry woman is an angry woman !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7498581936220101245?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7498581936220101245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-566348262551703112</id><published>2007-11-14T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T04:46:18.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prawning.</title><content type='html'>i woke up late for my driving lesson today,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to give it a miss.&lt;br /&gt;headed to city plaza to look for sarah and darling,&lt;br /&gt;who were doing their hair extensions.&lt;br /&gt;i got my hair extensions done yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;my hair is black and long now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at pepper lunch,&lt;br /&gt;and it was goooooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time dining there because i don't like peppery food,&lt;br /&gt;but sarah suggested trying it out.&lt;br /&gt;it's surprising because i quite like it.&lt;br /&gt;i went home after that,&lt;br /&gt;and mummy kept nagging at me to consider moving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went prawning aftermath, with sarah and baobei.&lt;br /&gt;they are first timers and i practically have to do everything for them.&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, not everything,&lt;br /&gt;just cutting and putting the baits on.&lt;br /&gt;usually qing would do all these for me. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know whats wrong with me these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when it's late at night.&lt;br /&gt;loneliness always manages to seep in,&lt;br /&gt;and my emotions go on a roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;i've talked to qing,&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully knocked some sense into his head -&lt;br /&gt;to understand i want he's attention. ;x&lt;br /&gt;i'm jealous of couples i see on the streets,&lt;br /&gt;jealous of people's blogs,&lt;br /&gt;where they go on non-stop bout the sweet things their partner has done for them.&lt;br /&gt;i'm jealous, because i wanna be like them.&lt;br /&gt;i want my relationship to be like them.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wonder. . .&lt;br /&gt;how he can bear to treat cute little me like this.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's expectations ?&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's stress ?&lt;br /&gt;or is it a routine ?&lt;br /&gt;or is it just me ?&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i think too much. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get back on the right side of the scale.&lt;br /&gt;time for dieting !&lt;br /&gt;because when i say right side of the scale means,&lt;br /&gt;i just slip on a spaghetti strap and shorts and leave the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-566348262551703112?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/566348262551703112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=566348262551703112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/566348262551703112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/566348262551703112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/11/prawning.html' title='prawning.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6685885244952278922</id><published>2007-11-11T06:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T06:09:58.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tummy.</title><content type='html'>i saw qing's little tummy when he was trying to smell he's feet ! ;x&lt;br /&gt;darling commented that he has double chin already.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he grows fat so,&lt;br /&gt;he would stop complaining that i'm fat. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6685885244952278922?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6685885244952278922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6685885244952278922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6685885244952278922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6685885244952278922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/11/tummy.html' title='tummy.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-3201193164110593192</id><published>2007-11-10T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T05:18:38.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring friday.</title><content type='html'>i realised the title i put on most of my posts,&lt;br /&gt;is bored or boring.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously can't think of any other titles for my post,&lt;br /&gt;because my day is really really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling really dehydrated now,&lt;br /&gt;from all the alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;work is BORING today.&lt;br /&gt;the crowd was okay and i practically had NO reserved tables.&lt;br /&gt;which means the crowd today was nobody i knew.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i knew like 3tables of them only.&lt;br /&gt;totally not in the mood to work today,&lt;br /&gt;so i was practically lazing my ass of in the bar,&lt;br /&gt;playing pool or outside smoking.&lt;br /&gt;till i knew i could leave the uninviting place for home.&lt;br /&gt;i smiled - wide, very widely. ;)&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;but studio had this big invisible sign hanging outide it's door today -&lt;br /&gt;'boring atmosphere, do not step in.'&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing is playing his psp now.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it so much,&lt;br /&gt;because when i have time with him,&lt;br /&gt;his time is with the psp.&lt;br /&gt;if only psp's never existed ! boo.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we can have dinner at wisma's foodcourt tml before i head for work.&lt;br /&gt;i so yearn for my garlic mushroom teppanyaki,&lt;br /&gt;but he says he's working tml.&lt;br /&gt;humph humph humph !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomly, i found this on the net.&lt;br /&gt;and it really made me think back on my primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;for those born in the 80's.&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;.........................................................&lt;br /&gt;...............................................&lt;br /&gt;......................................&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;..................&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse, Ninja turtles, Carebears, Robocop, My Little Pony and Smurfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You would squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hated or loved the school nurse (she was either pretty or mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what SBC stands for.You paid 40 cents for cartons of Chocolate or Strawberry milk every week in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushionwere red. The big red bell gave a loud BEEP! when pressed. There were still bus tickets and bus conductors would come up to check them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envelopes were given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what PETS are and the hidden animals in all the text pages. You hated penmanship.Writing lines and caning hands were common, esp if you failed chinese spelling (caning was actually allowed. no shit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there when they first introduced the MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals were fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls.You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bought tidbits called beebee (20 cents per pack, 10 cents in MGS), and mamee (30 cents), that had a different sticker in it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You carried a lunch box to school but either threw away the food or brought it back home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven were probably the thickeststory books you thought you would ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC used to be a high class restaurant that served food in plates and had metal forks and knives. (I dont remember this, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'chicken pie'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching and pepsi-cola was the IN thing, and twist was the magic word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your English workbooks were made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellized characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waterbottles were slung around your neck and a must everywhere you went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys loved to play soccer with small stones or tennis balls in the basketball court.Girls played five stones and boys played with marbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was fun with the Balsam and the Angsana being the most important plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, immortalized in our minds from school textbooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We conducted experiments of our own to get badges for being a Young Zoologist/Botanist etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Children's day and National day you either got pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or useless plastic files with 'Happy National Day 1994'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wore BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the schoolto sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday (you hated them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $2 or more for pocket mone everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw Wee Kim Wee's face in the school hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys liked catching fighting spiders, earthworms or tadpoles.Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class monitors and prefects loved to say, "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were at least 40 people in one class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought every single book to school, even though there was a timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a pro-yo/bumblebee, digimon craze at some point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR, i would love to continue but teo zhiqing is on the bed already.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll end abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-3201193164110593192?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3201193164110593192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=3201193164110593192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3201193164110593192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/3201193164110593192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/11/boring-friday.html' title='boring friday.'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-6499888432004467992</id><published>2007-11-09T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:38:46.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15MONTHS BABY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RzNkXlJDrqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cYb0OP9Z1qo/s1600-h/08112007602q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130554756774997666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RzNkXlJDrqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cYb0OP9Z1qo/s320/08112007602q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's the 8th !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy 15months baby !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;though i know i irritate you alot,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sometimes you make me feel like vomitting blood,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still love you - truckloads.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2things i cannot wait for this month !&lt;br /&gt;18th november, out sea fishing with qing and friends,&lt;br /&gt;and 27th november for marissa's birthday bbq !&lt;br /&gt;i miss this bitchy cousin of mine ! &lt;em&gt;pisa pisa&lt;/em&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;when you're back from australia this time round,&lt;br /&gt;i promise, we'll have loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a really random note,&lt;br /&gt;friends say they prefer me with red hair.&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer it black, the way it is now. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RzNkXlJDrqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cYb0OP9Z1qo/s72-c/08112007602q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-1653383912985402314</id><published>2007-11-07T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T02:59:07.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boringgggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;studio 8teen was like a ghost town today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;customers only came in around 12am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we closed around 2am !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didn't drink much today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all because qing called me and told me not to drink so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you hear me ? you hear me ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that's what he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes i hear you baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know i annoy you at times when i'm high on alcohol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like yesterday, i was atrociously ridiculous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i came home from work, and made a din.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was crying my eyeballs out till i fell asleep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i knew when i was sleeping,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you haven't fell back into slumber. grrr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's nice before you left for work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you planted a kiss sooooooooooo sweet on my lips,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and said don't cry anymore uh,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;while stroking my hair. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teeheehee. ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok, i guess it's what female hormones are doing to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's gonne be the time of the month and thus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i get so emotional at night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;especially when i'm alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1653383912985402314?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1653383912985402314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1653383912985402314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="left"&gt;before i head to studio8teen for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm glad i get to see mummy more often now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all thanks to driving lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after driving lessons, i'll always head home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and it's a must to have dinner with mummy. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will be heading to hougang mall's twister to get my hair dyed black tml,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with the companionship of sarah &amp;amp; monsoon's vouchers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;by thursday, i'm all prepared to go for interviews.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today's only tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i realised that i'm always looking forward to sundays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because, thats the only day i get to spend with qing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-6865889071527531973?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6865889071527531973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=6865889071527531973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6865889071527531973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/6865889071527531973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/2007/11/lookin-forward.html' title='lookin forward !'/><author><name>mini_stephiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06537066646822775742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-7908975206394358484</id><published>2007-10-30T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:08:49.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate it when i've got to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate it when i'm off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate it when i've got to work because i'm so sick and tired of nightlife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate it when i'm off because i'll have nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i finished my dvds a few hours ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;intended to head to studio 8teen but find it so unmeaningful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so decided not to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm so hungry and i find it a chore to go downstairs just to get myself dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i badly wanna find someone to have dinner with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm practically facing 4walls in qing's bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm so bored, i think i can burst into tears !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it has always been like this whenever it's my off day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've got to do something about this !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-7908975206394358484?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32764641.post-4748330872635866092</id><published>2007-10-28T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T05:47:31.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead beat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RyOw6wGU4rI/AAAAAAAAADs/S8ISLzfhEI4/s1600-h/271020073816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126135324268094130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RyOw6wGU4rI/AAAAAAAAADs/S8ISLzfhEI4/s320/271020073816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126134873296528018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RyOwggGU4pI/AAAAAAAAADc/5PR4rqc-1KI/s320/271020073823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126135122404631202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RyOwvAGU4qI/AAAAAAAAADk/jxRtA1idJSc/s320/28102007594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;mahjong, working and prawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all in a day's work. dead beat !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126135989988025026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mdTXN01erTs/RyOxhgGU4sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Fq8GPuqE5ss/s320/28102007595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;so cute, just so wanna pinch his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you love you. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;say nitey nite and kiss me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-4748330872635866092?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;oh god, i'm so intoxicated with alcohol,and i can't force it out of my body by puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucha wasted night. boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32764641-1986970606950870309?l=sweet-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1986970606950870309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32764641&amp;postID=1986970606950870309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1986970606950870309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32764641/posts/default/1986970606950870309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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