<?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-36275537</id><updated>2011-07-29T10:14:36.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Window to My Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Just an outlet for me to share what I feel on the inside with you</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-7259483969412635271</id><published>2010-10-13T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:46:41.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hubby d superman</title><content type='html'>d agent called saying that d owners r coming down to perth and they would wanna have a look at the hse. so she asked me to get the edging of d lawn done n clear out d weeds in between bricks front n back of hse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of hiring those mowing company to do it as we do not have the equipment o know any1 who has it. but guess we can save d money now cz my hubby, d great handyman got them done in 2 days without any weed killer o even d edging machine!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jz d other time, d kitchen sink was blocked n all those acid u could buy from supermarket would not unblock the drainage. he then tried d pump but still no go. he reckoned d pipe is blocked somewhere between d kitchen n pool, which means we need a plumber. he said he'll try again n this time, he used his electrical stuff (some thick wire-like thing) n try jabbing it into d drain. d next thing, water in sink jz flushed away n d drain has never flushed out so fast b4!! so we saved a couple hundred dollars again. he can really do things around d hse, i'm so impressed, i'm in luv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is such a superman, i told him... then he said, "i wish, then i wont fall sick".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesian my baby, he's gottan d virus too. but no matter what, u r always my superman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-7259483969412635271?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/7259483969412635271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=7259483969412635271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/7259483969412635271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/7259483969412635271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2010/10/d-agent-called-saying-that-d-owners-r.html' title='my hubby d superman'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-8009820079643490264</id><published>2010-10-12T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T23:44:27.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ade orang terasa siul bile i cakap something tanpa taruk name.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siape makan cili, die la rase pedas kan kan kan... hahaha&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='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-5065516560295799349</id><published>2010-10-07T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:36:50.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna cope with this? will it be a permanent thing? how am i gonna ever go out with confidece knowing it will not affect me everytime i have a reaction? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope once this cough has settled, so will it... damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-5065516560295799349?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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NOTHING. then i remembered that sugary foods would keep his active, so i took a glass of hot chocolate and some brownies and thought that should be sweet enough. sat for another 40mins. NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next i jz went into a panic mode! called the hospital and asked to get checked. called hubby and he came home to drive me to the hospital. the whole time we were on the road, i had 2 small movements. a little relieved but still very very worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once at the hospital, i was so nervous i felt nauseous. the walk to the ward seemed so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the midwife put the CTG on my belly and i heard, "lub-dub lub-dub". i felt as if my heart could jump out of my chest!! was ultra relieved!! thank goodness bubba is doing alrite. for the next 30mins, his heart rate was good and he decided to wake up and started moving so actively, he made me felt silly for panicking in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad for panicking and getting anthony to drop everything he was doing at work to get home. i know he's a great husband and supports me very well but i probably scared him too, i felt so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak ni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-946551132195603975?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/946551132195603975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=946551132195603975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/946551132195603975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/946551132195603975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2010/10/scared-d-daylights-out-of-me.html' title='scared d daylights out of me!!'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-7697768229700652704</id><published>2010-10-04T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T15:42:54.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!!</title><content type='html'>almost everytime we go over, we come home with something. this time it's a virus, flu i think cz i got most of the symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is dat, i was told by this person that a virus cannot spread. i was thinking, "r u stupid or just doesn't want to take the blame for spreading a disease to everyone?". i didnt mind catching it but d fact that she's so ignorant just makes me angry! come on, if ur kids r sick, leave them at home!! dun bring them out n start a disease club! worst, i am pregnant 34weeks!!!! coughing like mad at this time is no good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like telling her off, bacteria spreads through contact n dats y we must wash our hands, n d fucking virus is fucking airborne!! as long as ur kids cough, n we breathe d same air, the risk is there, dumb dumb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't beliv some people are so ignorant, irresponsible, noncivic-minded n jz plain fucking stupid!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-7697768229700652704?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/7697768229700652704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=7697768229700652704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/7697768229700652704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/7697768229700652704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2010/10/argh.html' title='argh!!'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-1605327020950647787</id><published>2010-07-20T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T10:36:29.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat a nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a turbulent night yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really don't how to react to it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;am i supposed to be mad? but it might just be a one-way thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but at least trying to convince me would've helped, or at least make me feel like you care about how i feel and lets me know that i mean something to you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;however, nothing was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so it probably means no matter what happened, or how i feel, it's not important to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-1605327020950647787?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/1605327020950647787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=1605327020950647787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/1605327020950647787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/1605327020950647787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2010/07/wat-nite.html' title='wat a nite'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-970699636086370508</id><published>2009-01-09T14:49:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:00:24.114+09:00</updated><title type='text'>haiyoo</title><content type='html'>i've been wanting to write a new post ever since. but have nv get to it, mainly due to a hyper-active baby known as d monster annabelle. she's very fascinated with shiny things like blings, computers, mobiles, my wireless broadband usb n macam macam other things.. now that she's a super duper crawler, she's jz unstopable. she gives her mummy no peace n is constantly harrassing her poor mummy. on top of dat, she bites!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, point of blog: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we r going bac msia fr a month, so cya n i'll call u (my frens) in mid feb o meet up k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg, annabelle wont let me type anymore!! **belle belle, kacau la u**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-970699636086370508?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/970699636086370508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=970699636086370508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/970699636086370508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/970699636086370508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2009/01/haiyoo.html' title='haiyoo'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-5651595325242757124</id><published>2008-05-21T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:54:43.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hasnt been sleeping well since baby annabelle was born. feeling tired most of d time but couldnt sleep as i dun hav napping habit. if i sleep in d afternoon o evening, i will surely get headache when i wake up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;today is d 1st day i am able to go on9 to check my emails n send some photos to relatives n friends. however some emails were returned back to me due to d size of d files as i jz couldnt b stuffed editing n cropping d photos. we took hundreds of photos but i only sent 10 to most n 5 to those whose earlier emails were sent back to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dun worry la, when annabelle is more settled with her sleeping patterns, i will upload pics into here n u all can hav a peak k? if really cant wait, i've got a betta suggestion; come over to perth. then, u not only can see d hundreds of photos we took, u can also get to carry n cuddle baby annabelle :P&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/36275537-5651595325242757124?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/5651595325242757124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=5651595325242757124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/5651595325242757124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/5651595325242757124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/05/tired.html' title='tired...'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-6541953484884288089</id><published>2008-05-01T09:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T17:31:41.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>separation anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yep, dat's wat i'm going thru at d moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i cant let it go no matter how much i tried. it has been with me for almost 3 yrs n has been with me thru it all; great times, not-so-good times n boring times... how am i gonna cope without it????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my DSC-F88 Sony camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195334796630688850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SBmJeLJmBFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1JPot-CMQzM/s200/camera.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;d thing is, this camera allows u to camwhore as much as u want n without d dodgy proportion thanks to its rotating lens, thus minimizing the need to edit ur photos as u can see wat u r capturng. unfortunately, something is wrong with its lens n it doesnt capture anything altho other feature is still in immaculate condition. but shit i am fooling myself meh? a camera is in no condition whatsoever when it doesnt capture anything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;too bad i have to let it go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but my hubby got me a new one!! Samsung L100 (d lens cannot rotate de..)&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/36275537-6541953484884288089?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/6541953484884288089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=6541953484884288089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/6541953484884288089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/6541953484884288089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/05/separation-anxiety.html' title='separation anxiety'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SBmJeLJmBFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1JPot-CMQzM/s72-c/camera.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-8931455791639240175</id><published>2008-04-29T10:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:10:38.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yummm... i fink it's choco mud cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; i saw this in my fren Shelly's photo album on d net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194497926548030530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SBaQV7JmBEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IH8-mIUO7RI/s200/choco+mud+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;it looks darn yummy... (dunno y pic so small)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**salivating**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;asked her where she had it but she has yet 2 reply. if any1 has any idea, pls tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;it's definitely gonna b in my "To Eat" list when i go bac kl...&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/36275537-8931455791639240175?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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camera is stuffed n other things la... haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything not rite jz pisses me off... my hormones r really taking over... things betta get betta b4 some ppl come over. if not, i would easily get annoyed n may jz shout at them!! &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/36275537-8608203213920026034?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/8608203213920026034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=8608203213920026034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/8608203213920026034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;apparently, according to him la, my salmon head curry‘s really good. every time I cook it, he can actually finish 1 whole head by himself. i think it’s bcoz it’s fishy enuf for him. n I of course would only eat d vege in the curry n mayb some pieces of fish. coz, I am not a huge fan of oily fish due to its smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;he had d curry wif rice n I had it wif:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193194618722059298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SBHu_bJmBCI/AAAAAAAAADw/wI6N4zTcnXI/s200/P1010070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;roti prata... yummm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/36275537-9098390843482056578?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/9098390843482056578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=9098390843482056578&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-6458739051987790436</id><published>2008-04-25T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:17:41.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ant went fishing wif edmund. left me all alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad i couldnt go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to go too but i know i cant. so came on9 n chatting wif eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, he was supposed to go tomolo but couldnt resist d temptation when edmund called. haha, guess he really missed fishing bac on xmas island, so this is betta than nothing. it's also good for him to go out once a while to get some time out than staying at home wif me all d time. i sometimes feel guilty dat he has to accompany me staying at home as i cant go out much, especially at night. bad lighting, scared i tripped wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope he gets some fish la... unlike d last trip, went out at 9pm n came home at 3am empty handed. then, woke up super early on saturday to go fishing at d fish market... HAHAHA!! ant really farnie... &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/36275537-6458739051987790436?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/6458739051987790436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=6458739051987790436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/6458739051987790436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/6458739051987790436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/fishing.html' title='fishing'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-4088622025140495649</id><published>2008-04-24T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T11:50:16.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANZAC Day tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;yay! holiday! not that it really matters to me coz i'm currently not working anyway but at least i'll hav 1 day wif ant. n so coincidently, i hav a scan on this day, means ant can drive me to d hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, April 25th is not jz a public holiday, but it's a significant day for many Australians n New Zealanders. according to the Australian War Memorial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"ANZAC Day – 25 April – is probably Australia's most important national occasion. It marks the anniversary of the first major military action fought by Australian and New Zealand forces during the First World War. ANZAC stands for Australian and New Zealand Army Corps. The soldiers in those forces quickly became known as ANZACs, and the pride they soon took in that name endures to this day".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;d story doesnt end like dat. since it's got something to do wif the army only means it's about war in the early 1900s. so if anyone wanna have a read, go to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.awm.gov.au/commemoration/anzac/anzac_tradition.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;http://www.awm.gov.au/commemoration/anzac/anzac_tradition.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-4088622025140495649?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/4088622025140495649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-4706109431027552580</id><published>2008-04-22T14:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:52:29.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>balut nangka = wrapped jackfruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone was wondering how do i look being pregnant. my family members r even betting on the gender of baby based on how round my belly is, wat kind of food i prefer, how well i sleep, how much baby kicks etc. so to answer those qs, here r some of d answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qs1: wat kind of food i prefer, sweet/sour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qs2: how well i sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alrite but i wake up everytime i need to turn/change position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qs3: how much baby kicks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;quite a fair bit n boy, they r strong ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qs4: gender of baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i dunno... we'll see when time comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qs5: how does my belly look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191956272276440066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SA2IuLJmBAI/AAAAAAAAADg/5_3lPiWO8lU/s200/IMAGE_360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it feels like a ball sealed tightly under my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191955597966574578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SA2IG7JmA_I/AAAAAAAAADY/IDofC584Rjg/s200/IMAGE_358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my arms n legs r bout d same as b4 (slightly bigger) but i've got a tight ball-like belly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191957096910160914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SA2JeLJmBBI/AAAAAAAAADo/tieLGxniU8E/s200/IMAGE_359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me jz goofing around... so do u think bub's a gal o boy?&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/36275537-4706109431027552580?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/4706109431027552580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=4706109431027552580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/4706109431027552580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/4706109431027552580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/balut-nangka-wrapped-jackfruit.html' title='balut nangka = wrapped jackfruit'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SA2IuLJmBAI/AAAAAAAAADg/5_3lPiWO8lU/s72-c/IMAGE_360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-4821299413640178823</id><published>2008-04-21T17:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T17:30:35.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer/preggy hairdo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; i did something unthinkable on feb 22nd. i chopped off about a foot in length of my hair. so far, only jill has seen it, so i figured i'll post some pics here to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191625915953342882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAxcQ58caaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NKaqL31eSgY/s200/IMAGE_308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;feb 22nd: d last time i had a short hairstyle was in 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191626229485955506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAxcjJ8cabI/AAAAAAAAADA/bg24MnKNDc4/s200/IMAGE_310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;feb 22nd: i've got bangs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191626500068895170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAxcy58cacI/AAAAAAAAADI/GNrBtgGgF8o/s200/IMAGE_338.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;apr 2nd: longer bangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191626774946802130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAxdC58cadI/AAAAAAAAADQ/avwwhgAQh_k/s200/IMAGE_354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;today: not short, not long... can pony tail edi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-4821299413640178823?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/4821299413640178823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=4821299413640178823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/4821299413640178823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/4821299413640178823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-did-something-unthinkable-on-feb-22nd.html' title='summer/preggy hairdo'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAxcQ58caaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NKaqL31eSgY/s72-c/IMAGE_308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-7132850097180448572</id><published>2008-04-20T10:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:23:36.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks jill! on behalf of bubby *muakks*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;went out jalan jalan wif jill ystd. haven't been going out wif her since some time edi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;she came to pick me up coz ant needed d car to run some errands (go beli sayur). then we went to northbridge for dimsum. yum... wanted to call her few days liao but i had bfast early ystd so didnt ajak her lo. mana tau, she called me at 11am for dimsum so i agreed (only stoopid ppl reject an offer to go makan ;-p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thou we didnt eat a lot but it was satisying for me as i had been craving for the desserts for some time liao. we had har gao, pai guat, foong zhao, fried dumplings, fried mango prawn (seasonal availability), foo chok quen, and mango pudding, sago n tau foo fah. yumm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then we went to Toys 'r Us to shop for baby things. she asked me few months ago wat i wanted so she as bub's kai ma can get for bub. so i kapsiaw n told her like a million things (which i also dunno wat they were edi). mana tau, she really wanna get all of them. hehehe. in the end, i only chose a few essential items jz so jill wont get me 1 of everything in d store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191157399445858594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAqyJp8caSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KUtmwwcHYpA/s200/P1010070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; musical mobile: hung above baby cot. it turns n plays lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191157859007359282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAqykZ8caTI/AAAAAAAAACA/3vulKkf8pG8/s200/P1010073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;playmat/playgym: it's got music n lights too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191158898389444930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAqzg58caUI/AAAAAAAAACI/MUIGTT_vNbY/s200/P1010078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(clockwise: r-l) water-filled teether, rattling socks, bath duck, gel-filled teether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the bath duck has got a temperature things where it tells u if the water is too hot. how cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;after dat we went carousel to get my multivits from d pharmacy n she got hotdog n choco milkshake from Wendy's for Alex. n i got NOTHING for ant. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&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/36275537-7132850097180448572?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/7132850097180448572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=7132850097180448572&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/7132850097180448572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/7132850097180448572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-day.html' title='thanks jill! on behalf of bubby *muakks*'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/SAqyJp8caSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KUtmwwcHYpA/s72-c/P1010070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-4198954882906675294</id><published>2008-04-18T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:26:12.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;was jz experimenting around this whole blogging thing n tot if d slide show would fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;n YES IT DID!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;woohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hope it helps d blog look more lively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;wat do u think?&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/36275537-4198954882906675294?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/4198954882906675294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=4198954882906675294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/4198954882906675294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/4198954882906675294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/proud.html' title='proud'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-6934566822914090946</id><published>2008-04-16T23:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:32:37.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Few days ago, a mate asked me how would normal labor pain be like. As honest as I can say, I really have no idea coz I haven't gone through it yet. However, here are a few comparisons I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. From midwives at King Edwards Memorial Hospital, Perth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When people are asked to rate the degree of pain from 1 (least painful) to 10 (most painful), labor pain is rated 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A line from the movie "Licence to Wed" said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"They say for a man to experience the equivalent level of pain, you have to pull your scrotum over your head".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. still looking for more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, God is kind. Apparently once baby is out, the pain disappears and everything in 'there' returns to its prenatal state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if u r trying to pull ur scrotum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/36275537-6934566822914090946?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/6934566822914090946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=6934566822914090946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/6934566822914090946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/6934566822914090946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/best-comparison.html' title='best comparison'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-814281627673926888</id><published>2008-04-09T22:28:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:30:01.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yeap...so here's my spicy secrets. As if...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;1. What's your favorite color at the present time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;baby blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;2. Given the chance, what special ability/power would you like to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;the ability to read minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;3. What do you think of your brother(s)/sister(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;bro &gt; everything u'd love n loathe in a bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;maldives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be d world's richest person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;literally...yes, see it all d time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;spiritually...yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;invest half n buy a home with half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;not directly...i'm a gal, we dun make d 1st move but i was a huge flirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;three?? HUGE task...always there for me, not picky wif food n very tolerant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;too much to mention... (but kevin will tell u, "6ft")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;back-stabbers n ppl who r always up their arses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;too depressing when comes to talking bout ambition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;14. If you have fault, would you rather the people around you point out to you or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;would you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;rather they keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;point it out...but not in a blunt way, plz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;15. What do you think is the most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;the most...means 1 thing...hmm, family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;16. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;dun shop much but if i do, i get like a high...so am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;17. What is the thing that you really want now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;peace within myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;18. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;my temper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;19. Is there anything that you have done which you regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;20. what are you craving for now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;malaysian foodies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/36275537-814281627673926888?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/814281627673926888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=814281627673926888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/814281627673926888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/814281627673926888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-tagged.html' title='i&apos;ve been tagged'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-8501016069013626279</id><published>2008-04-08T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:28:47.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby sumi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;jz wanna share this wif u y'all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very cute baby sumi. taken on d 2nd nite we got her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it looks like she's got socks on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce4f523c67b4ce8e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce4f523c67b4ce8e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331110658%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D279C460DA8C9389F80876AAB099C5B1027DA029D.3F2812D3E0B8C1D1C5C3F577F475187396761BAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce4f523c67b4ce8e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrHJodEbjE6rXornf6JCxZa75k1o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce4f523c67b4ce8e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331110658%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D279C460DA8C9389F80876AAB099C5B1027DA029D.3F2812D3E0B8C1D1C5C3F577F475187396761BAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce4f523c67b4ce8e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrHJodEbjE6rXornf6JCxZa75k1o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-8501016069013626279?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ce4f523c67b4ce8e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/8501016069013626279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=8501016069013626279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/8501016069013626279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/8501016069013626279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-sumi.html' title='baby sumi'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-3295865930866996599</id><published>2008-04-08T14:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T15:46:56.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>issue of trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was checking my emails n stuff when I came across a thing my friend said about me. Well, not that I care too much about it but I realized the truth in it. He said, "Knowing your character, you dun trust people easily."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TRUE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along since I was young (sounding as if I'm 50 o sumthing), I was a very very confident person n just plain happy, although there were down times (life's not perfect, u see). Was doing great in almost everything; studies, love, family, friendship etc. Then, few years back, something unexpected happened… I was suddenly put in a spotlight n was thrust into a massive row with some people I perceived as good friends. It was indeed a pivotal point in my life. It immediately changed me tremendously and shook my belief system. Someone I thought was my good friend told some backstabbing lies n somehow I was the one to walk off with the bill and I was instantly made d bad person out of the whole thing. Weird. It still feels that way after years. But anyhow, since that incident, I was constantly doubting my choices in life, wasn't feeling very good bout myself, and sad. And most importantly, I lost total trust in friends! Bcoz even other friends whom I thought would b on my side, looked away and stayed with the majority out of conformity, I supposed. Well, I do get them coz it’s always an easier choice to conform than to face the many. Nothing really lifted my spirits back up. From there on, my studies went down the drain due to the lack of focus n I jz couldn’t b stuffed with anything. Subsequently, I did what’s best for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the whole situation n changed my environment completely!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It worked so well. My studies went back on track, met new people, made new friends, never felt fresher! (thou I’m nv as confident anymore) Then, I went to Perth and life’s nv been greater!! I met my hubby and my life’s so complete now. I’m feeling so content and come to think of it, I needed that painful experience for I wouldn’t have grown so much emotionally n personally, wouldn’t know who my true friends are, would still b stuck with those ‘multiple-masked-ppl’, would never knew how blindly I trusted ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am very thankful for the support of my parents, Ant n my very very trustworthy new mateys; Kevin, Jill, Weisim, Evelyn, Sharon. Love u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: U guys betta dun let me down…being so important to me (coz my secret's with y'all), I’ll kill u ;-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-3295865930866996599?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/3295865930866996599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=3295865930866996599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/3295865930866996599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/3295865930866996599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/issue-of-trust.html' title='issue of trust'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-8926934730233521618</id><published>2008-04-04T14:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:53:25.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's more in you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I've been reading this book "100 Ways to Motivate Yourself" by Steve Chandler and there is a small part of it that I'd like to share with all of you. It says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"That each of us has a fixed personality is a myth. It is self-limiting and it denies us our power of continuous creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our ongoing creation of who we are, nothing has a greater impact on that process than the choice we make between optimism and pessimism. There are no optimistic or pessimistic personalities; there are only single, individual choices of optimistic or pessimistic thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Chaplin once entered a 'Charlie Chaplin Look-alike Contest' in Monte Carlo and the judges awarded him third place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality is overrated. Who we are is up to us every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choices me make for our thinking either motivates us or they do not. And although clear visualization of a goal is a good first step, a joyfully motivated life demands more. To live the life you want to live, action is required. As Shakespeare said, "Action is eloquence." And as psychologist and author Dr. Nathaniel Branden has written, "A goal without an action plan is a day dream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motion creates the self."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the contents of this little wee part of the book helps you in many ways when dealing with self-doubt or when you are faced with a dilemma. Problems often seem too big to handle but if we disect it up into smaller pieces, you will be able to see the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers my friends!&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/36275537-8926934730233521618?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/8926934730233521618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=8926934730233521618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/8926934730233521618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/8926934730233521618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/theres-more-to-you.html' title='there&apos;s more in you...'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-4001324866548644616</id><published>2008-04-03T01:16:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:19:40.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It’s late now but I can't sleep. My stomach’s not too well so here I am. I was chatting with some friends and like most people; after catching up on latest news and gossips, we then reminiscence about ‘those days’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Although life in Perth is great with my own family and friends, I can’t say I don’t miss KL. It’s a place where I was born and spent the entire 1st 20 years of my life. What do I miss about KL? My family for one! Though my family was never a close-knitted one nor we spend a lot of time together, I knew I could count on them any time, any day. Now that I’m in Perth, I do long for their presence quite a fair bit. Some may suggest that it could be my pregnancy/hormones playing up but I truly miss them much. Mom’s been a great support even she’s so far away and so are my other family members. As I mature, I realized how much my family and even my relatives love me. They may not say it out loud, but I know they do. *warm n fuzzy* Therefore friends, do appreciate your family while they are around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Secondly, my friends! As I mentioned before, my family was never close to each other, so my friends were equally as important to me. Throughout my school life, I had great friends. There were just too many of them, always curi curi skip class and hang out in another class to chitchat. I had 2 best friends in CBN, Elaine and WenYih. I still remember those after-school-lunches we went on. KLCC la, Kenny Rogers la, er…many places la. We even went out together on the weekends! (as if 6 hours a day, 5 days a week, was not enough). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then earlier in my college life, same thing too, but with different group of friends. Honourable mention to Janice, Ben, Bee and Iginn. It was fun. They were honest and I sincerely enjoyed their companionship so much. But it didn’t last as long as any of us would’ve wanted (I think). Priorities changed and we went our separate ways though we still keep in touch now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Before I first came to Perth, I met 3 beautiful people that meant a lot in my life, Kevin, Jill and Weisim. We hung out almost everyday. Day and night. It’s like we were inseparable. The best thing was food with them. I really think we had such great time together was bcoz we were on food frenzy most the time when we’re together hence the high level of endorphins and oxytocins in our system. But anyhow, I do love them very much and they are till this day, my bestest friends *wink wink* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then, in uni, I’ve met the most people in my life!! Come to think about it, I think I’ve met hundreds and I still keep in touch with about 50% of them. The thing I treasure most in uni is silly Wednesday Tavern nights, and my birthdays. For my 21st birthday, my great friend, Jill planned the best birthday bash I’ve ever had!! We celebrated for 4 days! What about that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thanks Jill :-* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And lastly, I miss the food in Malaysia!! Nothing beats the taste of foods that take you back to ‘those days’. While here in Perth, if you wanna eat anything Malaysian, you gotta cook it yourself. Not that they don’t have it here, it’s just that they don’t taste as good as back home. This situation has challenged me quite a bit for I never thought that I would be able to cook some dishes from scratch and without any recipe guidance, just out of my head. Still, there are a few other dishes I crave but have yet to try cooking like, chee cheong fun, pork noodles, lam mee (the one near pudu market), puffs and pastries, cuttlefish and kangkong rojak, indian mee, indian rojak, chendol, roti jala, ayam percik, lemang, gosh there are so many… looks like I gotta wait for another year before I can go back to enjoy these yummies. But good things happen to those who wait, eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There are just so many things that I miss about KL. There are also heaps of memories that I carry with me; happy or sad, pleasant or distasteful, they have helped me through my growing process and I do treasure them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I do treasure YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S.: I may not include some names, but you know you are important to me (coz I always tell you on msn!)&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/36275537-4001324866548644616?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/4001324866548644616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=4001324866548644616&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/4001324866548644616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/4001324866548644616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/04/memories.html' title='memories...'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-6613757901505103313</id><published>2008-03-31T16:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:25:12.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new MAH family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ha! since i'm picking a black background, i can finally use this color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, bac to d story:&lt;br /&gt;here's an introduction to our family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_Cr2fIXlxI/AAAAAAAAABY/MsQI1YslFX4/s1600-h/IMAGE_073.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183832123661326098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_Cr2fIXlxI/AAAAAAAAABY/MsQI1YslFX4/s200/IMAGE_073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is me, Stephanie Mah aka stef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CsKfIXlyI/AAAAAAAAABg/WFEGAnFQzc4/s1600-h/IMAGE_072.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183832467258709794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CsKfIXlyI/AAAAAAAAABg/WFEGAnFQzc4/s200/IMAGE_072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is my hubby, Anthony Mah aka ant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CspvIXlzI/AAAAAAAAABo/anwv4rLfLMQ/s1600-h/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183833004129621810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CspvIXlzI/AAAAAAAAABo/anwv4rLfLMQ/s200/P1010010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is my woow woow, Sumi Mah aka sumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CtFfIXl0I/AAAAAAAAABw/Sn9w8E1eEI4/s1600-h/20071105140424171.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183833480870991682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CtFfIXl0I/AAAAAAAAABw/Sn9w8E1eEI4/s200/20071105140424171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and, this is our bubby, Baby Mah (for now, since we don't know baby gal or boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so here you have it, the new MAH family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p.s.: i am still using my maiden surname for all official works. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/36275537-6613757901505103313?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/6613757901505103313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=6613757901505103313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/6613757901505103313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/6613757901505103313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-mah-family.html' title='the new MAH family'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_Cr2fIXlxI/AAAAAAAAABY/MsQI1YslFX4/s72-c/IMAGE_073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36275537.post-5584694816977589550</id><published>2008-03-31T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:10:24.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i know this may sound unbelievable, but this is d 1st time i'm blogging here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;reserved the url but only now i am starting blogging here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;we'll see how this blog ends up... i dunno if it turns out nice to d eyes but i'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36275537-5584694816977589550?l=stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/feeds/5584694816977589550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36275537&amp;postID=5584694816977589550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/5584694816977589550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36275537/posts/default/5584694816977589550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephaniekeeml.blogspot.com/2008/03/new.html' title='new'/><author><name>stef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129523585035797439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vd5JP9AdH8k/R_CYN_IXlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C6xFkBCjIq4/S220/IMAGE_077.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
