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/><category term="Central World" /><category term="idiots" /><category term="Star Wars" /><category term="root beer" /><category term="Bishan Park" /><category term="Maybank" /><category term="December 21" /><category term="Michael Jackson" /><category term="age 50" /><category term="sunspots" /><category term="myopia" /><category term="in love" /><title>Poppie's Crapping</title><subtitle type="html">Take a peek, it's free</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/yEke" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/yeke" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4CSHY5fCp7ImA9WhdSF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-3869495496927098538</id><published>2011-07-28T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T00:26:09.824+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-28T00:26:09.824+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="myopia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jackass" /><title>Someone's popping my nuts off...</title><content type="html">I can't believe my eyes when I read it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I just had to share with all who reads here. Damn, I just had to.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm talking about some anonymous who aptly signed off as &amp;lt;jackass -.-"&amp;gt; as well as commented on my previous post. Let's see what &amp;lt;jackass =.="&amp;gt; commented.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;ok firstly you can't even see her face clearly with some scribble across her face, and also if you want us the general public to see you in 'au natural' at least get a better camera ffs and not obscure your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;in regards to your 2nd picture now i'm sure right if i put my arse beside it or infact me beside it i'll look good too why not take someone who actually looks good after surgery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;and lastly about her last picture, 1) i dont like her cos she's a hoe who runs her mouth on things she does not know e.g the general election. 2) if she PS so? surgey so? i dun thk it's your goddamn business but with what you said now she does actually look prettier then you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;now you seem like you have loads of confident in yourself in your looks, i like that in a girl but sadly not in a girl like you learn not to run your mouth and you'll seem prettier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;jackass -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ok jackass -_-", firstly I commend you for your unbiased and perceptive observations. You, my dear, has just brought myopia to greater heights, probably to a level where even uber-nerds might not ever dream of achieving. You literally merged "super" into that word. That's definitely a wow factor going on there.&lt;br /&gt;
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For your well-being, please visit your nearest eyecare clinic.&lt;br /&gt;
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Secondly, if you still have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about or what an apparent and obvious dud a modern human being can ever put on oneself, let me enlighten you. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm male, bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Oh sorry, I mean sista.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thirdly, I do not wish to over-exaggerate and categorise this as an epic fail but well, who knows? Different people, different opinions.&lt;br /&gt;
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Therefore, the floodgates are open, people! Read my previous post first, then read what our dear jackass -.-" had kindly commented. Have yourselves a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks jackass -.-", you made my day. (^.^)y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-3869495496927098538?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/Yr9qy0STBqQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3869495496927098538/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=3869495496927098538&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/3869495496927098538?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/3869495496927098538?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/Yr9qy0STBqQ/someones-popping-my-nuts-off.html" title="Someone's popping my nuts off..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2011/07/someones-popping-my-nuts-off.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUADQ3Y9eCp7ImA9WhdSFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-8605533244000296164</id><published>2011-07-25T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T15:09:32.860+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-25T15:09:32.860+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pose" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daiso" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cat-ear" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="natural" /><title>O' Natural</title><content type="html">Now take a look at this.&lt;br /&gt;
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My girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Why does one need cosmetic surgery when all you need is a cat-eared hairband and an authentic-award winning-time tested-weatherproof pose like this?&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok now look at this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Win liao right? Ok nevermind, it was a really ugly and extreme case. Too extreme for local context. Well then, let's go local and take a look at our famous so-called 'Photoshop' queen. Post-surgery, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw2kGDCOb1A/Ti0UTX-YjnI/AAAAAAAABnc/vZvzJfFf1mw/s1600/k05zqv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw2kGDCOb1A/Ti0UTX-YjnI/AAAAAAAABnc/vZvzJfFf1mw/s320/k05zqv.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This one dunno got PSed before or not, I dunno. Either way, got chio-er meh? Her PSed photos dun say. I dunno why she want to make herself look like those Jap AV girls. See the 1st pic? So nice so natural so unedited. I &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;
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So those of you who want to look as good, I teach you.&lt;br /&gt;
Cat-ear hairband is the best.&lt;br /&gt;
Daiso. $2 only. Buy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-8605533244000296164?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/edwk_F3BE9M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8605533244000296164/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=8605533244000296164&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8605533244000296164?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8605533244000296164?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/edwk_F3BE9M/o-natural.html" title="O' Natural" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--UpRXiO38P8/Ti0QT34d0dI/AAAAAAAABnU/pwLHsbFN2DM/s72-c/IMG_4316+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-natural.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUCRn47eCp7ImA9WhZXFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-8150799894801219374</id><published>2011-05-03T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T13:57:47.000+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-03T13:57:47.000+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="elections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="voting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>Elections, voting and popcorn</title><content type="html">Finally after nearly 30 years of my life, I get to finally cast a vote on Voting Day. Where am I? I'm right smack in the hotseat of Bishan-Toa Payoh GRC where for the first time in my life I'm not experiencing a boring walkover. Finally there's someone who is competent enough to raise and pique any interest from the people here. Finally there can be some change. Understandably, I know who I will vote for, with Obama in mind. Change is good.&lt;br /&gt;
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It doesn't matter what our dear Lao Lee said about people regretting their votes. I mean, what's there to regret? My estate already had its upgrading. What, you gonna take them down? I don't think so. Instead, what will probably happen is that my vote may very well take the ruling party out. Cos I can.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think it's just plain narrow-minded of Lao Lee to say all those biting words, especially in this age and time. Most of us are not coolie workers. Most of us are not fishermen. Most of us are not simple peasants. We citizens work and earn income and pay taxes and pay ERP and whatnots. The nation and government depends on us now. The people are your only means of sustenance. On this small island, with only granite and a little stone here and there as our only natural resources, I really do feel suppressed if the government are putting things in that very kind of perspective where I find myself with no other choice but to take up their flag and wave it unwillingly, only to know that my ricebowl is safe and peace be with me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nope, I'm not that kind of person. I like change. White is boring. Show me some colours. On my side, I can carve myself a bigger ricebowl, don't worry about that, I'm a very evolved caveman. On the other hand, I also have the need to look up to a higher order that actually works, by means of making a better place to live in, by making its people a priority, by truly safeguarding its assets and security, and not by means of suppressants and threats and hidden-words-crouching-whiteass situations.&lt;br /&gt;
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Whoever is reading this, vote for what works. Whoever it may be, they have the next 5 years to prove it. For me, I'm just giving others to prove themselves too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-8150799894801219374?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/JdwQWWPdAkw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8150799894801219374/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=8150799894801219374&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8150799894801219374?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8150799894801219374?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/JdwQWWPdAkw/elections-voting-and-popcorn.html" title="Elections, voting and popcorn" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2011/05/elections-voting-and-popcorn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAGSH44fCp7ImA9Wx9XEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-8477596402211387945</id><published>2011-01-05T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:48:49.034+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-05T15:48:49.034+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rock-it" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Origaudio" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>Rock my world</title><content type="html">I posted something about this awesome device before, I can't remember when...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/TSQgrCA7wHI/AAAAAAAABjs/oc2mPParOGE/s1600/41htdpBG%252BYL._SL500_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/TSQgrCA7wHI/AAAAAAAABjs/oc2mPParOGE/s320/41htdpBG%252BYL._SL500_.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now check out the video...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/9fE_4CjKtSc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fE_4CjKtSc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fE_4CjKtSc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The best thing is, now I've got it. I love you baby for the wonderful gift! Totally sated my gadget-crave. And I don't even care if the sound quality isn't top-notch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-8477596402211387945?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/xwY4Y-nM-hE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8477596402211387945/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=8477596402211387945&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8477596402211387945?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8477596402211387945?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/xwY4Y-nM-hE/rock-my-world.html" title="Rock my world" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/TSQgrCA7wHI/AAAAAAAABjs/oc2mPParOGE/s72-c/41htdpBG%252BYL._SL500_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2011/01/rock-my-world.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YARHwyeSp7ImA9Wx9SFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-6540433397064147421</id><published>2010-12-06T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T22:19:05.291+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-06T22:19:05.291+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>what it takes to be better...</title><content type="html">Had an argument. Over something I commented. For what should be an honest unbiased opinion becomes an insensitive unnecessary behavior/attitude.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the way home, I pondered to make sense of it all. I usually have a straight answer for things but when it comes to my other half, I always had to have something to screw things up. Something about me at some point of time had to react in someway somehow and then it ends up a mistake I didn't even realise.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks to me, I do not have anything to be proud of. Thanks to me, I do not see my own faults. Thanks to me, a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;
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For what it's worth, I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-6540433397064147421?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/2X6ztJe2R2g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6540433397064147421/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=6540433397064147421&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/6540433397064147421?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/6540433397064147421?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/2X6ztJe2R2g/what-it-takes-to-be-better.html" title="what it takes to be better..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-it-takes-to-be-better.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYNSHY7eyp7ImA9WxFUEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-8774967974620253412</id><published>2010-06-21T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T00:03:19.803+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-22T00:03:19.803+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="BKK" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>toons revisited...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok back from movie. Toy Story 3 &lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt; good as ever. The same old cast are back, among some new wacky characters. A great watch to end the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Alright, back to storytime from the land of smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As usual, it's shopping gala for the woman. Baby bought some good steals, being especially proud of her cosmetic heist. Even for a makeup fool like me can say that if you don't buy them there, you are s.t.e.w.p.i.d. Most of my steals are food. Cheap food is what GSS should be all about man. Who needs cheap clothes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And lucky for me, I was spared the atrocious monopoly of broadcasting brats to be able to catch World Cup live in the comfort of my bed, complimentary of the ever kind and generous Thai media body which didn't think of joining the profiteering fray, unlike our local "Singbell and Starcub", if you know what I mean. Plus plenty of beer to go along of course. Drink, drank, Goooaaaallll!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There was Discovery Channel as well. I caught an episode of Ghost Lab. Sweet stuff, so I thought I could do some experimenting on my own, since I heard so many accounts of paranormal activities in this part of the land. So one fine night, while baby was sleeping, I logged into Youtube and loaded epsiodes of Ghost Lab, made sure everywhere was dark and eerie, placed my laptop on the desk with a wall mirror facing me, plugged in my earphones and I'm set. Perfect setting for paranormal activity. So I watched the episodes, hoping maybe something might happen in the room as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;**After 2 hours...**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok, nothing. Maybe ghosts and beer don't mix. I was drinking while watching LOL. BORING. I slept soundly that night without even a dream. BUSTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Down the road from the hotel was a condominium. A portion of the sales poster read, "Starting from 12 MB". That's 12 million THB. Which is about a little more than 500K SGD. Goodness. With that amount here can only buy a 5-room flat probably? There, it's one freaking condo unit. The best thing is, the building's 34 floors high and get this: &lt;b&gt;it's 1 floor 1 unit&lt;/b&gt;. KNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So you see why I can't blame myself for being afraid to return to SG. Damn it. I really don't see why I had to give 2 years of my life to the country for naught. Now that I'm back, it's hermit mode for a long time while I endure the wihdrawal symptoms. Totally not cool. Even baby felt sick upon landing...tsk...see? It's not just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-8774967974620253412?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/Q-IfB1G255w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8774967974620253412/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=8774967974620253412&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8774967974620253412?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8774967974620253412?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/Q-IfB1G255w/toons-revisited.html" title="toons revisited..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2010/06/toons-revisited.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cESHk-cSp7ImA9WxFUEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-387007232009083620</id><published>2010-06-21T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:16:49.759+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-21T14:16:49.759+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Central World" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="BKK" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Siam Square" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>the hottest days and the wildest nights....</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;9 freaking days in a foreign land...woot...the longest I have stayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Coming back, GSS stands puny beside BKK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Photos will come later. Basically baby was there to work, I was there to play LOL but of cos I have to carry a fair share of her ...oooppff...heavy...uugghh...equipment. Lucky never exceed allowance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Touchdown at Suvarnabhumi brings familiarity. Everything outside the terminal are as normal. None of the suspicious people in red or yellow. Very good. First things first, haggle taxi price to hotel but I think now they more organized. They even have counters to serve you. Funny sia, taxi uncles trying to be like check-in counter staff. I call it a cartel. Obviously lidat they can control price better. Somehow I rather these people not get smarter...tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We got ourselves a serviced apartment. The room was so big and got better amenities than a standard hotel room. Nice. I spent a good time figuring how to work the washing machine while baby is away at work. Success. Ironing was a failure though. The bloody iron was leaking black rust literally. Spoilt hardware is a definite no-no. I gave my best impression of Mr Bean's disgruntled face to the room service staff when she came by. Success. New iron delivered immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Buildings in BKK are typically short so at the 11th floor I had a good view out the window. Very good for panaromic shots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had pretty much time to myself while baby was away. Though I feel like exploring on my own, it doesn't feel right that I'm doing it without baby. Not as if I'm backpacking alone. I reckoned I will just walk around the area which was just fine since I'm not really keen on haggling prices to travel around. There's so much more to see when I'm not on wheels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After baby finished her work at her event, we spent the evenings mostly exploring night markets. Imagine once, I was actually mistakenly thought to be a stall owner by some ang-mo, asking me "how much?". I was like "WWHHHAAATTTT? No no, me not thai but you gimme money I take, kap koon krap!". Well he wasn't apologetic at all and just turned away looking for the owner. I had to make sure he saw me rolling my bloody eyeballs at him before I bumped his shoulder purposefully and walked away with a fuck-care face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wanted so much to try the famous mango rice at Siam Sq but it got burned down. There's another outlet at Central World but that whole bloody building got burned down too. WWHHHAAATTTT!!! It's like, you got the whole of BKK to burn but you just had to burn down that mall. WTF. If you had wanted to make a statement, why don't you just burn yourselves up? That will really say something, ain't it? Mango rice gone, not cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There's lots more to say but I'm off to watch Toy Story 3. To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(^.^)y&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/8174157604315909086-387007232009083620?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/CsQ7ukop6O4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/387007232009083620/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=387007232009083620&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/387007232009083620?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/387007232009083620?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/CsQ7ukop6O4/hottest-days-and-wildest-nights.html" title="the hottest days and the wildest nights...." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2010/06/hottest-days-and-wildest-nights.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04DRng6fSp7ImA9WxFQEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-4720072938647922310</id><published>2010-05-06T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:52:57.615+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-06T16:52:57.615+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Operaton Cutoff" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>Operation Cutoff - Day 1(continued)</title><content type="html">It's not going smoothly at all. Do withdrawal symptoms include shorter tempers?&lt;br /&gt;
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It's only 3/4 of the day gone and I'm already pissed. I dunno why there can be such an argument over a matter that is totally unrelated to the other party.&lt;br /&gt;
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I need a cold shower man. Like now.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm supposed to feel good right? Why is it going the other way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-4720072938647922310?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/7Og_M9oTmaA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4720072938647922310/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=4720072938647922310&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4720072938647922310?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4720072938647922310?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/7Og_M9oTmaA/operation-cutoff-day-1continued.html" title="Operation Cutoff - Day 1(continued)" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2010/05/operation-cutoff-day-1continued.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4ERHsyeCp7ImA9WxFQEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-5449422992888075209</id><published>2010-05-06T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:55:05.590+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-06T14:55:05.590+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smoking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quitting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>Operation Cutoff - Day 1</title><content type="html">As I dumped my lighter into the bin with longing last night, I realised I had puffed away 10 good years since I was 19.&lt;br /&gt;
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I made a promise to cut it down and eventually quit it. So today will be my first day of total abstinence, after a period of gradually maintaining some sense of control against the urge. Let's just see how long I can keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/S-JnRaSXZcI/AAAAAAAABeE/Vj4aPyuvbI0/s1600/no-smoking-if-you-want-to-be-a-foster-parent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/S-JnRaSXZcI/AAAAAAAABeE/Vj4aPyuvbI0/s200/no-smoking-if-you-want-to-be-a-foster-parent.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I never thought I would ever heed this sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/8174157604315909086-5449422992888075209?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/sOwM7HjUkRY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5449422992888075209/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=5449422992888075209&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/5449422992888075209?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/5449422992888075209?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/sOwM7HjUkRY/operation-cutoff-day-1.html" title="Operation Cutoff - Day 1" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/S-JnRaSXZcI/AAAAAAAABeE/Vj4aPyuvbI0/s72-c/no-smoking-if-you-want-to-be-a-foster-parent.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2010/05/operation-cutoff-day-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04MRX8-fyp7ImA9WxFRE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-2327913501895428448</id><published>2010-04-27T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:26:24.157+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-27T23:26:24.157+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="X-mini" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>I'm a winner...like for once</title><content type="html">Logged in to my twitter today and saw this msg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Congratulations  you are a winner in the Convergent Systems X-Mini giveaway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/S9cAmRZMSEI/AAAAAAAABd0/dbvRQpGJxA0/s320/win.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464837330341480514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...It's nice to see myself win something out of nowhere. And so I went down to the stated office address and received this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/S9cBK4x4JEI/AAAAAAAABd8/CfMsnCfj1j4/s320/x_mini_ii_capsule_speaker_red2__56125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464837959389291586" border="0" /&gt;So heng. I guess my spamming on Twitter and FB during the IT Show paid off. Apparently one of these cost about $50 retail price?(It is going for $50 on eBay anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool. (^.^)y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-2327913501895428448?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/NQeegZAoSzk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2327913501895428448/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=2327913501895428448&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/2327913501895428448?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/2327913501895428448?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/NQeegZAoSzk/im-winnerlike-for-once.html" title="I'm a winner...like for once" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/S9cAmRZMSEI/AAAAAAAABd0/dbvRQpGJxA0/s72-c/win.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-winnerlike-for-once.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQHRnY6cCp7ImA9WxFREks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-791764782274961550</id><published>2010-04-26T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:52:17.818+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-26T15:52:17.818+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="BKK" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toto" /><title>Dusting the cobwebs...</title><content type="html">Woo...in a blink of an eye, it had been almost 5mths since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time, I had made a do-or-die decision. Or more like a not-an-option card that I have to play. If I don't do it now, it might be too late for me to do it in the future. If I do it now, then I better do it good, otherwise I could just plainly die and hope everything resets itself. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should have been done long ago anyway. If I hadn't been procrastinating and maybe were a little bit smarter, I could have been different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better later than never, so they say. This will be my last break. I guess I won't be giving myself anymore chances after this. Do or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lame Reds screwed up my trip yet again. I really don't understand what those dumb fucks are trying to do. One moment they self-claimed to be peaceful protestors, next moment people started dying from grenade blasts. WTH is wrong with you people? Rally so many protestors also no use. What kind of changes are there? In the end also use violence...den might as well just go all out to war with the government in the first place...dumb asses. Waste so much time. I could have gone for my vacation and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I want to go BKK arrrr......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COE went down...yay&lt;br /&gt;Property went up...boo&lt;br /&gt;Public transport fares so-called going down...ok&lt;br /&gt;Electricity up...knn&lt;br /&gt;Battlestar Galactica still closed...if you already went there, well sux to be you&lt;br /&gt;ERP revised...Eh all you souvenir shops, time to pack all the Merlions and put out the ERPs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Toto recently. I believed that I will not win anything. I have absolutely no idea why I had to put money down this time. Let's see if I come even close on today's results. Quite cool that a $3.50 receipt can make me feel some anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's waiting for me. Signing out.&lt;br /&gt;(^.^)y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-791764782274961550?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/7W9N0Evd6XU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/791764782274961550/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=791764782274961550&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/791764782274961550?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/791764782274961550?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/7W9N0Evd6XU/dusting-cobwebs.html" title="Dusting the cobwebs..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2010/04/dusting-cobwebs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkINQno8cCp7ImA9WxBRF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-8970977021108073876</id><published>2010-01-06T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:09:53.478+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-06T23:09:53.478+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="resolutions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Year" /><title>Zeroes shifted...</title><content type="html">Hah, to think this is my first post of the new year. Yet again, it's not so surprising. Nothing much changed, except the year, thus my title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually now is the time for resolutions but I kinda like wanna sit out on this. Resolutions never were really in sync with my being all these years. Maybe the fact that nothing I started out on ever went the way it was intended plays a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, I shall just go on my guts and barge thru a path for myself, something which I could have done eons ago. But then, I do blame myself for the way things are now. In reflection, it can only always be my own fault. Be it a wrong choice, a silly mistake or plain dumbness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most unfortunately, Baby bore the brunt of my folly. One miscalculated move could really cause a mushroom cloud of collateral damage that could have been easily prevented. She's just an innocent victim in the fallout. I wished that I didn't exist in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I shan't be emo. I will see my guilt till the end and for once I'm more than willing to repay a debt of gratitude to a person whom I know will be the first to appear when I cry for help. For once I tell myself that I will bring this commitment to my grave. For once I felt like I found a big piece of my life's puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will be great. It has to be. (^.^)y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-8970977021108073876?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/5aATc1EW6V8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8970977021108073876/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=8970977021108073876&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8970977021108073876?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8970977021108073876?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/5aATc1EW6V8/zeroes-shifted.html" title="Zeroes shifted..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2010/01/zeroes-shifted.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcNSXg5eCp7ImA9WxBTGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-414884133571555865</id><published>2009-12-16T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:34:58.620+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-16T22:34:58.620+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="planet 51" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anti-dandruff shampoo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bodyshop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="labrador retriever" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dwayne johnson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="storm warriors 2" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie" /><title>The wind, the cloud and the little rover</title><content type="html">Recently went to watch 2 movies, Storm Warriors 2 and Planet 51.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storm Warriors 2 is mainly cinematic action scenes, aka 300, lots of slow motion and superimposed silhouettes. If u want action, watch it. If u r hoping for an engaging story, forget it. One thing, the super bad guy dies too soon too easy. Second, one of the good guys became evil and the other sacrifices himself to save him. Cliche. I only liked the fatality moves in the swordplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SyjpwHkS-pI/AAAAAAAABbg/Cv5sKzJZJNw/s1600-h/sw2_poster_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SyjpwHkS-pI/AAAAAAAABbg/Cv5sKzJZJNw/s320/sw2_poster_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415835564787301010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den we watched Planet 51. Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson voiced the main character. Good thing the movie turned out to be funny, especially when there's a cute and zippy robot in it. Say hi to Rover, half space rover, half Labrador retriever. Oh man, I want him as a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/Syjpwa_yYrI/AAAAAAAABbo/XCUUn8jOY_k/s1600-h/p51_wp_13_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/Syjpwa_yYrI/AAAAAAAABbo/XCUUn8jOY_k/s320/p51_wp_13_800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415835570002879154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby bought me this. I say bcos I use wax that's why my hair has flakes sometimes. She say I got dandruff. Ok lor, now my hair smells of ginger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/Syjuw-3iSyI/AAAAAAAABbw/48ayNKcKJQ4/s1600-h/11182m_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/Syjuw-3iSyI/AAAAAAAABbw/48ayNKcKJQ4/s320/11182m_z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415841077190085410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are looking a bit better now. A new year is coming and I'm glad I'm on my way to recovery before that. A small step for the present, a giant leap for my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-414884133571555865?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/YDSVy5M2c6k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/414884133571555865/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=414884133571555865&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/414884133571555865?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/414884133571555865?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/YDSVy5M2c6k/wind-cloud-and-little-rover.html" title="The wind, the cloud and the little rover" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SyjpwHkS-pI/AAAAAAAABbg/Cv5sKzJZJNw/s72-c/sw2_poster_a.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/wind-cloud-and-little-rover.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUER387eCp7ImA9WxNaGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-1781172907718845357</id><published>2009-12-01T17:16:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:26:46.100+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-04T21:26:46.100+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marina Barrage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiat Punto" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ben and Jerry's" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dempsey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zoo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Singapore Flyer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pasir Ris Park" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>Ehh so fast 2009 ending?</title><content type="html">When I finally logged in for the first time in more than a month, I knew I totally outdated myself. Time to change my blogskin. Time to add new posts. Time to start writing about my life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a great weekend with baby. So many places went and explored. It's just so convenient with a vehicle. I hate to let go of the experience and go back to harsh reality but still it's not that we can't do it again another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice vehicle I got, Fiat Punto with a sunroof. Good deal for the weekend given it's inclusive of the public holiday on Friday. The condition not very ideal, for e.g. wheelhubs like machiam rusted, scratches and stains visible on the bodywork, air-con not strong, dusty windscreens, slow acceleration, weak in-car audio. The only thing that transcends all the flaws is the sunroof. Baby loved it. I got no complaints to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got car go places. Really. Ulu place? No problem. Went Marina Barrage to check it out. If we had taken public transport sure cry. Even by driving, I had to swing down several intersections. Can't they just build one straight road there? KNN. Nothing much other than a great view of the skyline, with the Singapore Flyer right smack in the middle like a pulsating metal doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Pasir Ris Park one of the late afternoons. Windy and relaxing. Several kite flyers doing their thing. Got one guy with his kite so high up it took him like ages to wind it back. Could have used a fishing reel for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Dempsey twice for Ben and Jerry's. First visit was too crowded. Like the whole Singapore went down for icecream lidat. We just took away and savoured our icecream in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the zoo too. Saw my fav otters!! 7 of them, uber cute and cuddly. I could watch them forever. Baby's surprised by the size of the tapir. It's big, black and white and runs fast. Lucky it's a herbivore. Visited the legendary white tigers. Actually it's not their fault, the guy previously was bent on dying. The tigers merely helped fulfill his wish. Applause for that. We had a good laugh at the baboon enclosure. Red buttocks on a primate just don't work man, I tell you. Then the giant tortoise is really gigantic. Then the mousedeer so darn small. In the whole animal world the otter is the cutest, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went airport to eat at Popeye's. The air-con there is free man. If I can tapao all the cold air there, I would. Where got people shiver after eating a hot meal one? Walan eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Founder's Bak Kut Teh at Balestier Road. Got one big photo that the owner took with Jay Chou. I almost wanted to take it down. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove down to Science Centre at far away Jurong. We go there not to see science. Go there to see dead bodies...errm...preserved bodies...at Body Worlds. Pretty educational, like how my lungs will look like now if I were to take them out. The exhibits were real people. Amazing. If I were to donate my body after I die, dunno they will take or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we went partying at WaveHouse, Sentosa's latest beach club. More happening than Cafe Del Mar. Bcos got artificial wave machine. Den got bikini babes. And hunks in thongs. Chanel was there to perform. If you dunno who she is, think "I fell in love with a DJ, DJ...". Den also got Shan Wee from 98.7FM to cover the event. Had a great time there...highly recommended to visit at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Pics coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Okie, here are the pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 170px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://media.roytanck.com/flickrwidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="700" width="700"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.roytanck.com/flickrwidget.swf" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="#ffffff" name="bgcolor"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;param value="feed=http%3A//picasaweb.google.com/data/feed/base/user/Zannny7/albumid/5410283293727590033%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCLDcno6qsM6E0gE%26hl%3Den_US" name="flashvars"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="AllowScriptAccess"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-1781172907718845357?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/HEoVDyn-bVk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1781172907718845357/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=1781172907718845357&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/1781172907718845357?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/1781172907718845357?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/HEoVDyn-bVk/ehh-so-fast-2009-ending.html" title="Ehh so fast 2009 ending?" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/12/ehh-so-fast-2009-ending.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUMRHw_eip7ImA9WxNWGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-4696627780083221105</id><published>2009-10-18T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:44:45.242+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-19T00:44:45.242+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cloudy with A Chance of Meatballs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toy Story 3" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="401" /><title>Good old days dear 401s...</title><content type="html">Great to see you guys again! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;401&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pah buay toh....woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time hanging out with old drinking buddies at UP last night. Nothing's changed, just as wild as usual. It's really a good thing to hang loose and have plain old good fun with people who have no trouble being themselves and drink their guts out while making merry. Hell yeah, I'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby met them for the first time and fitted right in. Hope you had a good time too sweets :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the pics under Crap Shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we finally decided to go watch Cloudy with A Chance of Meatballs in 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://newarklibrary.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/cloudy_with_a_chance_of_meatballs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Just drop me a plate of sashimi everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the trailer for Toy Story 3. Looking forward to it (^.^)y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.reelmovienews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/toy_story_31.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Full cast of characters back in action...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-4696627780083221105?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/ZDNGXSqryv8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4696627780083221105/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=4696627780083221105&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4696627780083221105?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4696627780083221105?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/ZDNGXSqryv8/good-old-days-dear-401s.html" title="Good old days dear 401s..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-old-days-dear-401s.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkECQ3k7cCp7ImA9WxNWF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-7732455389420933841</id><published>2009-10-17T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:51:02.708+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-17T13:51:02.708+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="boomz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ris Low spoof" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PCK" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prings" /><title>Take it away PCK...woohoo!!</title><content type="html">Win liao lor PCK...total spoof king. Luff until squirt pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e_C5uUVB4i8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e_C5uUVB4i8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQ1R4w20924&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQ1R4w20924&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RiSB90l4Krk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RiSB90l4Krk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-7732455389420933841?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/aVq5M-aHEpw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7732455389420933841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=7732455389420933841&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/7732455389420933841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/7732455389420933841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/aVq5M-aHEpw/take-it-away-pckwoohoo.html" title="Take it away PCK...woohoo!!" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-it-away-pckwoohoo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUBQno6eCp7ImA9WxNXGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-8117881951452719807</id><published>2009-10-06T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:00:53.410+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-06T18:00:53.410+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unlucky" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unfortunate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>I'm still kicking and alive...</title><content type="html">This post is to tell you that I'm not dead yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can still happen to me? When such an unfortunate and unlucky experience can even befall upon an ordinary me, seriously, how worse can my life get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A handphone not even a month old...gone.&lt;br /&gt;A beloved cap given as a birthday gift by my beloved...gone.&lt;br /&gt;A pair of nice flip-flops chosen by my love...gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bloody pig who did this to me, I believe karma will soon knock on your door. Trust me. No way you can run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-8117881951452719807?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/5uNWBKr7ges" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8117881951452719807/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=8117881951452719807&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8117881951452719807?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8117881951452719807?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/5uNWBKr7ges/im-still-kicking-and-alive.html" title="I'm still kicking and alive..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-still-kicking-and-alive.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUNSXs4eSp7ImA9WxNRE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-4866056810298138127</id><published>2009-09-07T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:44:58.531+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-07T23:44:58.531+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="training" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>Fitting in...</title><content type="html">Today's my official 1st day in my new position and there are already plenty of work to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining, it's just about getting my ass straight and fit in. It's not an easy job at the very least as I never thought myself to be able to teach, don't say training others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of it, I feel so not confident though. As I see it, things are pretty new to me in a way so it's hard for me to tell how far I can go. Tsk...cannot cannot...it's now or never. Otherwise, like wat my director said, time goes down the road and I still hentataki. The way he reinforced that thought in my head got kinda scary. It's like if I don't take this wake-up call now, there won't be another. Still, I appreciate the words of advice he had given me so far. It's true I have been putting on deaf ears for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm alone, probably I wouldn't have taken this route. Now with baby by my side, I'll be quite an ass if I have nothing to provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's hope for once, I can taste some success in something I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^.^)y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-4866056810298138127?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/G7HXJEVPdtM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4866056810298138127/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=4866056810298138127&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4866056810298138127?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4866056810298138127?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/G7HXJEVPdtM/fitting-in.html" title="Fitting in..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/09/fitting-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcHRH09eSp7ImA9WxNSFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-25480351939819722</id><published>2009-08-30T22:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:27:15.361+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-30T23:27:15.361+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mayday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Indoor Stadium" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GTO" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Subway" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="concert" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Leisure Park" /><title>5 Month Day...</title><content type="html">Last Friday was a good Friday. When it's good means got good things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I finally got a successful job interview. Congrats to me, I'm coming out of my hiatus. I'm abit worried though, cos the job's about teaching...and I never taught in my whole life. If I may, I'll probably be like the guy in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GTO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most crucial thing is kids nowadays are so much different from last time. But they are not the scary ones. Is their mothers. Even school principal also will scared one. Even the fearsome discipline master also cannot siam their clutches. Even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ah Longs&lt;/span&gt; also cannot make you go down on your kness like they can. They never hold &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;M16&lt;/span&gt; before but write letter is one-shot-one-kill. Jialat...how sia. Can only pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next good thing, Baby had 2 free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tix&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mayday&lt;/span&gt; concert! I hadn't been to any concert since a long long time so this came at a good time. Somemore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mayday&lt;/span&gt; surely happening, which in the end really did not disappoint at all. We were supposed to be seated balcony-side but it's really nice of the organisers to bring all the balcony-ers down closer and put us on the terrace seats. So instead of watching high and dry, we had a better view facing the stage. Which is all the better bcos it means clearer photos taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 700px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://media.roytanck.com/flickrwidget.swf" height="400" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.roytanck.com/flickrwidget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="feed=http%3A//picasaweb.google.com/data/feed/base/user/popsoda27/albumid/5375776333869242321%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, the whole concert was pretty entertaining, with excellent lighting effects and powerful acoustics. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mayday&lt;/span&gt; themselves did a good job at hyping up the spectators, cracking up a few laughs here and there throughout the show. I also think they really satisfied their fans with the long encore that went on probably for a good half hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Baby! I enjoyed my night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^.^)y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-25480351939819722?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/OcKIOsAdy4Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/25480351939819722/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=25480351939819722&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/25480351939819722?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/25480351939819722?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/OcKIOsAdy4Y/5-month-day.html" title="5 Month Day..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-month-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUCRXs_cSp7ImA9WxNSE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-7057234182237559419</id><published>2009-08-26T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:57:44.549+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-26T23:57:44.549+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke of the day" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random Funny Shyt" /><title>Joke of the day...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;50 Things you don’t say while having sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Is it in yet?&lt;br /&gt;02. Is that it?&lt;br /&gt;03. You have to be kidding me&lt;br /&gt;04. (phone rings) Hi? Oh, nothing special. You?&lt;br /&gt;05. Am I supposed to pay you for this?&lt;br /&gt;06. Should I call you tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;07. Oh mama, mama!!!&lt;br /&gt;08. Oh daddy, daddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;09. You look better in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;10. Oh, this is much better than with my last boy/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;11. I thought it was supposed to go into the other hole&lt;br /&gt;12. Don’t tell my husband/wife&lt;br /&gt;13. You have the bra as my mom (particularly bad if the girl says this ;)&lt;br /&gt;14. This sucks&lt;br /&gt;15. Could you hurry up a bit? I have to go to a meeting&lt;br /&gt;16. I hope you’re not expecting a raise&lt;br /&gt;17. I think this could make you get the job&lt;br /&gt;18. Damn, is that all you know ?!&lt;br /&gt;19. Did I mention I have herpes?&lt;br /&gt;20. We have to get married now&lt;br /&gt;21. Hurry up, the game is on in a few!&lt;br /&gt;22. I’m hungry&lt;br /&gt;23. I’m thirsty&lt;br /&gt;24. zzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;25. Are you trying to be funny?&lt;br /&gt;26. Can you drop me off when you’re done?&lt;br /&gt;27. Are those real?&lt;br /&gt;28. Before I forget, I’m breaking up with you&lt;br /&gt;29. What is that smell? Is that you?&lt;br /&gt;30. You’ve never done this before?&lt;br /&gt;31. WOW! I’ve never boobs like that! (and then start grabbing them)&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you know what certain female spiders do after mating?&lt;br /&gt;33. You sure look like your sister&lt;br /&gt;34. Your mom’s pretty nice&lt;br /&gt;35. What did you say your name was?&lt;br /&gt;36. Do I really still have to be here in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;37. Again? I had trouble staying awake the first time!&lt;br /&gt;38. Owwww, and you had just started&lt;br /&gt;39. You’re almost as good as a 9-year-old -- and I can know!&lt;br /&gt;40. Don’t touch that!&lt;br /&gt;41. You wanna order a pizza?&lt;br /&gt;42. I think my dad is eavesdropping&lt;br /&gt;43. Smile, you’re on Candid Camera!&lt;br /&gt;44. Is there anything nice on TV?&lt;br /&gt;45. Get your hand away from there!&lt;br /&gt;46. I think the condom tore 10 mins ago&lt;br /&gt;47. I knew you had a stuffed bra!&lt;br /&gt;48. "Cover me guys, I’m going in!"&lt;br /&gt;49. TIMBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!&lt;br /&gt;50. The ceiling needs some white paint ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-7057234182237559419?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/c58HF2udhLc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7057234182237559419/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=7057234182237559419&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/7057234182237559419?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/7057234182237559419?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/c58HF2udhLc/joke-of-day.html" title="Joke of the day..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/joke-of-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEGQXg_cCp7ImA9WxNSEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-522772485612881164</id><published>2009-08-26T22:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:57:00.648+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-26T22:57:00.648+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="steak" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anniversary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Astons Prime" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Long Fed Tenderloin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Centrepoint" /><title>Never had anything better...</title><content type="html">Baby n I had our anniversary dinner as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Astons Prime&lt;/span&gt; tonight. A long-awaited steak treat and I decided I never had better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IdSQboBHMX4/Sj-kj7JA0bI/AAAAAAAAEKo/IlPyfkfQmxg/s400/e+P1020160.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;@ Centrepoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ourselves both a healthy serving of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Long Fed Tenderloin&lt;/span&gt; which is thick and meaty, with no chewy cartilages to bother about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2278/2448608753_e48ed9dfdc.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;See how much meat is there? Walan eh shiok ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like my gift too Baby. It will definitely look good on you. It's not the best a man can give but for now I hope it shows that I appreciate you and what you have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the pics for this will be up soon in the sidebar. Probably tomorrow. Now lazy. It's the steak. Makes people lazy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^.^)y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-522772485612881164?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/H9vRMcyMDI8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/522772485612881164/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=522772485612881164&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/522772485612881164?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/522772485612881164?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/H9vRMcyMDI8/you-will-never-have-anything-better.html" title="Never had anything better..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IdSQboBHMX4/Sj-kj7JA0bI/AAAAAAAAEKo/IlPyfkfQmxg/s72-c/e+P1020160.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-will-never-have-anything-better.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8EQHc4eSp7ImA9WxNSEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-7539741486147759034</id><published>2009-08-24T02:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:46:41.931+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-24T03:46:41.931+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anniversary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tupperware" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="HK Kim Gary Restaurant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daiso" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sentosa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vivo" /><title>What is Sunday without the sun?</title><content type="html">Earlier baby and I tried &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time this month and thinking that finally we could get some tan. And it had rained the day before so I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt; rain so soon again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMFG&lt;/span&gt;, am I wrong or what? The bloody sky just had to open up once again and spoil an otherwise perfect Sunday with baby. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt; is wrong with the freaking weather??? Twice we did not manage to catch any sun......damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt;, luckily there's the fulfilling dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HK&lt;/span&gt; Kim Gary Restaurant @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to compensate. Baby decided to commemorate our anniversary early so this one's on her. I had something else planned a couple of days down instead, more of which will come next post. The food's pretty good and I really like the different approach in the serving layout. Things like, they placed the cutlery and utensils and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;serviettes&lt;/span&gt; into a simple clear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tupperware&lt;/span&gt;-like container. Neat and gives a clean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hygienic&lt;/span&gt; impression. The ordering forms are placed categorically in an uncluttered leather folder. How slick is that? The presentation already win &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;.  I will go back there definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby had her new wardrobe recently and she wanted to look for storage so we visited &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Daiso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since the bloody place everything also sell. Go visit her blog if you wanna see what items she bought. I randomly thought of buying a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;shoebag&lt;/span&gt;, thinking that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Daiso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; confirm got sell. I almost killed myself for that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bcos&lt;/span&gt; I just couldn't find a decent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;shoebag&lt;/span&gt; in the whole freaking store. You know how it felt when you visit a store that's supposed to sell all kinds of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;shyt&lt;/span&gt;, then you hit a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lightbulb&lt;/span&gt; wanting to buy something, then you cannot find it...=.=...KNN...how can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lidat&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;heng&lt;/span&gt;, in the end found a multi-purpose drawstring storage bag that looks decent enough. And it's only $2. If not, I sure ^#%&amp;amp; the whole place upside down left right centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 8TH MONTH MY DEAREST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(A little something in my own words for you...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the horizon looks dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yet a ray of light shines unbroken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrapping yourself around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the jaggedness of life&lt;br /&gt;Braving adversities unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You gently led me among the strife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;from friend or foe&lt;br /&gt;an implausible fool's paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;With open arms you embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the truth that is my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever immortalized in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;For me the love you lavishly part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves, Your Baby.&lt;br /&gt;(^.^)y&lt;br /&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/8174157604315909086-7539741486147759034?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/4E8LLWLVrgI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7539741486147759034/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=7539741486147759034&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/7539741486147759034?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/7539741486147759034?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/4E8LLWLVrgI/what-is-sunday-without-sun.html" title="What is Sunday without the sun?" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-sunday-without-sun.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMARXYycCp7ImA9WxNTGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-1919525983373355914</id><published>2009-08-22T23:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:54:04.898+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-22T23:54:04.898+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="incense" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ghost Festival" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hokkien" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haze" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Hangover" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Where Got Ghost" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="7th month" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smoke" /><title>Wooo 7th month lai liao...</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Ok so the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Chinese 7th month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, or some call it the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Ghost Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, comes and then you starts to wonder where the haze comes from. I'm a smoker yet it just doesn't cut it with me smelling of incense instead of my own ciggie. I mean it's like you know, the incense burning and all, and then the smoke just envelops everything in its path?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SpAUDUYbTTI/AAAAAAAAA84/ulCXgcImUlo/s1600-h/IMG_1463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SpAUDUYbTTI/AAAAAAAAA84/ulCXgcImUlo/s320/IMG_1463.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372816402696326450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine walking by the void-deck, seeing the residents lunging packs of incense paper, some of them well into the process of their offerings, and then you see a wall of smoke floating towards you, it's like whoaaaaaa and then like wtf, you can't siam at all? And then it's like a life or death situation, walk thru it or die taking a detour......what would you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I took the detour and lived. Like that I can enjoy my puff better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I feel that all these rituals and stuff are dying out sooner or later. I doubt my generation or anyone born later than me would ever practice the traditional festivals like the older generations do. Except &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of cos. Who can ever do away the practice of receiving free money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Jack Neo's new movie, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Where Got Ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, a couple of days back. Reviews were quite critical but I have to something to say about these critics. Either they don't understand local humour at all or they are gay. I watched it precisely for the kind of local humour that suits best for a homeboy like me. If anyone thinks that the movie is low-class compared to foreign comedies, well go fuck yourself. It takes a really really good script to make a foreign comedy work, which in the case of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;The Hangover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, is also really really rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SpARwuFyjZI/AAAAAAAAA8o/sU6gItVzL9s/s1600-h/635846358118BE724C8CC839BB1DC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SpARwuFyjZI/AAAAAAAAA8o/sU6gItVzL9s/s320/635846358118BE724C8CC839BB1DC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372813884156710290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;"wa eh nai sar nehh?...wuu Mickey miao ehh"...ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go catch this show. You dun understand &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Hokkien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; nevermind, also will laugh one. You dun laugh then you got something wrong...really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-1919525983373355914?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/u8JX-6TuTiY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1919525983373355914/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=1919525983373355914&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/1919525983373355914?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/1919525983373355914?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/u8JX-6TuTiY/wooo-7th-month-lai-liao.html" title="Wooo 7th month lai liao..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SpAUDUYbTTI/AAAAAAAAA84/ulCXgcImUlo/s72-c/IMG_1463.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/wooo-7th-month-lai-liao.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIDQXc-fip7ImA9WxNTFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-4443137209958145713</id><published>2009-08-19T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:46:10.956+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-19T01:46:10.956+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="olive oil" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Campbell" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spaghetti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="root beer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chinese" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Prego" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="minced pork" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dishwashing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clam chowder" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="portobellos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eat-in" /><title>Homemade delights...</title><content type="html">Earlier baby and I had our eat-in special, where we would get our hands dirty and cook for ourselves (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;yes, I helped&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in the cooking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Half a pack of spaghetti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Minced pork&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mini portobellos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Prego&lt;/span&gt;'s sauce with mushrooms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olive oil, black pepper and salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Campbell&lt;/span&gt;'s clam chowder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Then we down it all with ice cold root beer. Fulfilling!! Then comes the dishwashing session...sian...but I promised to do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok next we shall plan a more chinese menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^.^)y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-4443137209958145713?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/i0oCL45APzg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4443137209958145713/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=4443137209958145713&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4443137209958145713?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4443137209958145713?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/i0oCL45APzg/homemade-delights.html" title="Homemade delights..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/homemade-delights.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8MQX0zcCp7ImA9WxNTEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-1241787541276651638</id><published>2009-08-13T23:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:38:00.388+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-13T23:38:00.388+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Distric 9" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Peter Jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aliens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sci-fi" /><title>Aliens - We can live with you one</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2009/05/08/district-9-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2009/05/08/district-9-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;Yes, you can help yourselves to our slums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby booked tix for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;District 9&lt;/span&gt; early today so we had an impromptu date after her work. Never heard much of this feature so I wasn't sure what to expect. I was trying to second-guess baby about the movie plot but I end up confusing myself with another movie I was reading up on...ooppss sorry (^.^)y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, it turned out to be quite an engaging movie. I had brought along my jacket for baby in case the theater's cold but we sat thru the end without even using it. Baby actually felt cold during the show and she didn't even mention and I didn't even remember to ask.That's how good the show was. Nothing less expected from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Peter Jackson&lt;/span&gt; I should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Catch it. At least I guarantee it will be entertaining. It has a very documentarised, live-reporting kind of theme to it so it's different from the normal genre of sci-fi action movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-1241787541276651638?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/ui8kqn9GiB4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1241787541276651638/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=1241787541276651638&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/1241787541276651638?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/1241787541276651638?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/ui8kqn9GiB4/aliens-we-can-live-with-you-one.html" title="Aliens - We can live with you one" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SSUnljAp-GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l-wZHgqnu08/S220/plasma2.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/aliens-we-can-live-with-you-one.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

