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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8FSXkyfip7ImA9WxBSEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086</id><updated>2009-12-18T13:23:38.796+08:00</updated><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="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.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></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</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" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></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 xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></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 xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></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 xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">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="https://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:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/aliens-we-can-live-with-you-one.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYCRHYzfCp7ImA9WxNTEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-4747557776976514671</id><published>2009-08-13T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:56:05.884+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-13T00:56:05.884+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="idiots" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="in love" /><title>Crazy little thing called love...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thesituationist.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/thing-called-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 346px;" src="http://thesituationist.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/thing-called-love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tell me about it. We are simply 2 idiots in love with each other.&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/8174157604315909086-4747557776976514671?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/TAiifB_mn_0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4747557776976514671/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=4747557776976514671&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4747557776976514671?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4747557776976514671?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/TAiifB_mn_0/crazy-little-thing-called-love.html" title="Crazy little thing called love..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/08/crazy-little-thing-called-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUCSXk9eip7ImA9WxNTE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-1712358050349110070</id><published>2009-08-12T02:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:54:28.762+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-15T19:54:28.762+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Diego" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Manny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sid" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prawning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SPF" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Public Enemies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Up" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bishan Park" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gardenia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Johnny Depp" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ice Age 3" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hangover" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scrat" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pixar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="G.I.Joe" /><title>Time flies...</title><content type="html">So long never touch my blog so I'm back now with a fresh new look for it. It has been a month since I last posted. That long? Yet it doesn't seem so either. Time flew fast man. Lidat anyhow also one month can pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing? Basically spending life with baby. Quite abit to write about but that's not the difficult part. For me it's the remembering part. LOL. Baby dun shake your head. I can imagine you doing that already and going tsktsktsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we worked together for a number of events. Taking the train together in the early morning and growing tired together at the end of the day. Ok if you are female, please repeat after me: Awwww, so sswwweeeeetttt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched several movies too. I think I should give some reviews here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ice Age 3 3D&lt;/span&gt; - My first 3D movie. What can I say? Got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Scrat&lt;/span&gt; got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Manny&lt;/span&gt; got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Diego&lt;/span&gt; got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Idiot Sid&lt;/span&gt;...I enjoyed it. Very 3D. Somemore it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pixar&lt;/span&gt; movie leh. Big fan here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://i729.photobucket.com/albums/ww298/_SPAM_123/IceAge3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hangover&lt;/span&gt; - Walao, this show is underrated. It's so hilarious, from the start till the end. How can a movie be so fucking funny? It really took brains to make a comedy work nowadays and this movie owned bigtime. You know how some people can pull off cold jokes and still be funny at the same time? This show is one freaking excellent example of really impeccable comic timing. Verdict: ALL comedies should be like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://vintagebooks.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/the-hangover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;G.I.Joe&lt;/span&gt; - Hot babes alert. A pretty decent spinoff of the cartoon. Action guaranteed of cos. The exosuits worn by the Joes reminded me of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SPF&lt;/span&gt; commercial. What if our local law-enforcers had that kind of technology? Best lor. Whoever wanna escape from toilet also cannot run far, confirm kena caught again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.collider.com/wp-content/image-base/Movies/G/GI_Joe_Movie/Movie_Posters/GI%20Joe%20movie%20poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Public Enemies&lt;/span&gt; - Baby loved this show...bcos why?...bcos got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt;. Haiz...why har? Why do zabors swoon over him? I guess somewhere somehow someone is mouthing, "You men just dun get it". Ya right, we men dun wanna get it. If we were more primal, we probably will just "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GET HIM!&lt;/span&gt;" instead. Otherwise, good story, nice pace. Everything bad became romanticized. It made crime look so good that I think during that era the police was probably the faggiest profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://dcairns.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/public-enemies-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt; - No need say liao. Pixar movie again. Confirm good. I just love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pixar&lt;/span&gt;'s short clips. Always so funny. Up's actually has quite a touching buildup to the whole story. Fulfilling a promise to a loved one even when the person is no longer around. It takes courage to get around the guilt and start doing something. There is something in this movie that Baby n I would like to see ourselves go through and I couldn't help smiling to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.nuffnang.com.sg/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/upposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby n I did alot of prawning as well. We are machiam regulars now at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bishan Park&lt;/span&gt;. Less hassle and more convenient than fishing though I do miss the latter. Sadly I dun have my own transport otherwise it's regular fishing every other weekend man. On the other hand, Baby enjoys more at prawning cos she can haolian she caught bigger prawns than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we just went again yesterday. I managed to hook a mutilated prawn corpse. Head gone, legs gone. Dun ask me why, I also dunno. But I suspected got foul play. Gangster prawns running rampant. Like human gangsters, they also resort to violence resulting in unnecessary bloodshed. The victim at the end of my hook probably had crossed paths with the delinquents in the water. Ok I'm crapping. But wth, I never seen anybody caught prawn corpses before. Except me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KNN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had baby's cooking some time back. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLESSED&lt;/span&gt;!! Mushroom treat and tasty scrambled eggs, downing them with a nice bowl of soup. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FULL&lt;/span&gt;!! If baby everyday cook lidat for me I'm in heaven liao. Actually hor I is can cook one, only that my pattern abit different from other pple. So my dishes usually not very the noraml kind. Edible one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In return I made something for her the other day. A very simple sausage speared through 2 pieces of heart-shaped &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gardenia&lt;/span&gt; bread. I could have used 'pierced' but 'speared' sounds more action-mama. Anyway, it's to compensate the other time when I unwittingly gobbled down the whole hotdog bun when she only had a mouthful. I have no idea why :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got so many other things to do with you!! I dun wan it to end. Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I hope I remembered most of the things I did over the past month or so to put them here. Nvm, baby will remind me if I missed out anything. Right baby? See...you shake head again...tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(^.^)y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-1712358050349110070?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/1lh2vn5KNI8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1712358050349110070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=1712358050349110070&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/1712358050349110070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="astroboy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>The boy of my time...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok this is what I've been waiting for...aahhh childhood memories...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/LfUNYVi8x_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hd=1&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-nocookie.com/v/LfUNYVi8x_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="died" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="legend" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="R.I.P" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tribute" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Michael Jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="age 50" /><title>A fitting tribute to the legend...</title><content type="html">&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/WwqW8cnHQKE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&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-nocookie.com/v/WwqW8cnHQKE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seeya when I seeya, Mike.&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/8174157604315909086-7394800323722984590?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/zUm7msOvEEI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7394800323722984590/comments/default" title="Post 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term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nokia E71" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Transformers 2" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bollywood" /><title>Time of passing...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally got some time to do some updates here. The super early working hours for the past temp job left me pretty drained at the end of the day...come to think of it, how long have I not been updating? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of old news. Watched &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taking of Pelham 123&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;b style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in the last month. I wonder what will happen if our own MRT got hijacked? Hmm let's see...some auntie will go press the red button and complain to the train operator on why the train stopped halfway and she's late for her mahjong session and she's gonna miss the 5.20pm bus from &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hougang Interchange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and she thought it's going to rain soon and she haven't bring in her laundry yet......if &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;John Travolta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'s character is in that MRT, the movie's probably gonna end then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Transformers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; will die hard. If the producers have any heart, please make more sequels. Like 10 or more...at least more than &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Star Wars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; or something. Even then, where got enuff? It's like so good lor, wahlau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows by now, &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is dead. Pity he had to go early. I kinda grew up with his music. His earlier songs were so catchy and the earlier MTVs were so &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bollywood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. ROFL. If you've seen the spin-offs, you will know what I mean. There are rumours that he's still alive and kicking, that he cloned himself beforehand and he's going to go ahead with his world tour. How ridiculous is that? Give the dead man a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July comes. Checked your account yet? Mediocre &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GST credits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; rolling in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby finally got her &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nokia E71&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. ENVY!!! I also want new phone......bloody M1 never give me voucher one. I wanna switch provider liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ice Age 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to come. Den I can see Baby in action...errr...I mean &lt;i style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scrat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. (^.^)y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-894633399187265425?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/TfbXIiR9oIc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/894633399187265425/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=894633399187265425&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/894633399187265425?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/894633399187265425?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/TfbXIiR9oIc/time-of-passing.html" title="Time of passing..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-of-passing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIFRH05fSp7ImA9WxJVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-6801831725825962668</id><published>2009-06-20T03:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:58:35.325+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T15:58:35.325+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beatboxing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Japan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daichi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="youtube" /><title>Ahhh...sounds I love</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dig this y'all. Another amazing video of beatboxing. This one's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Daichi&lt;/span&gt; from Japan. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZsML4uWoiw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&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/8ZsML4uWoiw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-6801831725825962668?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/uecWyJfkIOg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6801831725825962668/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=6801831725825962668&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/6801831725825962668?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/6801831725825962668?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/uecWyJfkIOg/ahhhsounds-i-love.html" title="Ahhh...sounds I love" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahhhsounds-i-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEHSH45eSp7ImA9WxJVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-6550101821214837421</id><published>2009-06-20T01:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:00:39.021+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T16:00:39.021+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="San Remo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kitchen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spaghetti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Feta cheese" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beef" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Prego" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="golden needle mushrooms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cooking" /><title>La Pasta...Cooking Lesson No. 1</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spent the evening making spaghetti with Baby. Now, I dunno how to cook. So I helped by watching the fire. That I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making spaghetti is surprisingly easy, given the process of preparation. It's just troublesome. LOL okayyy, I knowww...guys will be guys. I'm pretty contented with just putting the spaghetti into the pot and let it cook itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what we used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJhUSNpdI/AAAAAAAAAwM/JnI_ZTCv6yc/s1600-h/small_mushroom.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJhUSNpdI/AAAAAAAAAwM/JnI_ZTCv6yc/s320/small_mushroom.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349090556650563026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prego sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJhKln5uI/AAAAAAAAAwE/c53yQKwv1AM/s1600-h/s_minced_beef2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJhKln5uI/AAAAAAAAAwE/c53yQKwv1AM/s320/s_minced_beef2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349090554047620834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Raw minced beef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJgzJHkvI/AAAAAAAAAv8/9XqxrLkKE90/s1600-h/feta1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJgzJHkvI/AAAAAAAAAv8/9XqxrLkKE90/s320/feta1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349090547754046194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Feta cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJgmzKT1I/AAAAAAAAAv0/6iPI_HUyrG8/s1600-h/enokimushrooms5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJgmzKT1I/AAAAAAAAAv0/6iPI_HUyrG8/s320/enokimushrooms5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349090544440725330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Golden needle mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJgXZxghI/AAAAAAAAAvs/GXr7cldFHdE/s1600-h/cimg0026_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJgXZxghI/AAAAAAAAAvs/GXr7cldFHdE/s320/cimg0026_final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349090540307710482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good ol' classic spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After all the work, we have ourselves a nice dinner. Then I realised why cooking is best left to the ladies. Because we men either just can't be bothered with the details or we become logical preachers coming right out of Einstein's lab like as if we know how to cook in the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like, 'U sure u have enuff oil in here?'...'Why can't u center the pot over the fire?'...'I think I need to add more water, in case it boils dry'. Thinking back, I think I actually said all those stuff. Funny shyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I got to say it doesn't hurt to learn a thing or two around the kitchen. To all the boys out there, women dig this. If you can cook, guarantee plus chop you are for keeps. Donch say I neber tell you hor.&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/8174157604315909086-6550101821214837421?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/FhjOD661qtY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6550101821214837421/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=6550101821214837421&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/6550101821214837421?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/6550101821214837421?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/FhjOD661qtY/la-pastacooking-lesson-no-1.html" title="La Pasta...Cooking Lesson No. 1" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjvJhUSNpdI/AAAAAAAAAwM/JnI_ZTCv6yc/s72-c/small_mushroom.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-pastacooking-lesson-no-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEMQHs8eyp7ImA9WxJVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-6053931646755333891</id><published>2009-06-15T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:01:21.573+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T16:01:21.573+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ice Age 3" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="acorn" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scrat" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random Funny Shyt" /><title>Ice Age 4...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjUnF7UcYCI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KDMWnFRdo20/s1600-h/ice-age-scrat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjUnF7UcYCI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KDMWnFRdo20/s320/ice-age-scrat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347223115348598818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Coming soon in theatres near you.&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/8174157604315909086-6053931646755333891?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/mZM1PTWfdEY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6053931646755333891/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=6053931646755333891&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/6053931646755333891?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/6053931646755333891?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/mZM1PTWfdEY/ice-age-4.html" title="Ice Age 4..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjUnF7UcYCI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KDMWnFRdo20/s72-c/ice-age-scrat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/06/ice-age-4.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUADQXY8eyp7ImA9WxJVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-8641442982666955951</id><published>2009-06-14T03:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:02:50.873+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T16:02:50.873+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ghosts of Girlfriends Past" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cineleisure" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cause and effect" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>Cause and effect...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjP9kXeplRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/4HL4yULTBEA/s1600-h/ghosts_of_girlfriends_past.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjP9kXeplRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/4HL4yULTBEA/s320/ghosts_of_girlfriends_past.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346895983838598418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched this with Baby and her cousin @ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;. I have to say I like this show even if some say it's cliche. At least I feel that it's a very real cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that it's one of those run-of-the-mill bad-guy-had-turned-good-guy story, then all the more you should watch this movie. Why? Because you would find that whatever the "bad guy" experienced and realised thru the storyline, occured to every one of us in one way or another. I think the story really highlights something that we humans are really good at. Making things complicated for ourselves and forgetting the important yet simple things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we all guilty of that someway, somehow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we can't change history, it's all about making do and moving on, seeking a better path and doing the right thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-8641442982666955951?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/fxDjGclrOdo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8641442982666955951/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=8641442982666955951&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8641442982666955951?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/8641442982666955951?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/fxDjGclrOdo/cause-and-effect.html" title="Cause and effect..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjP9kXeplRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/4HL4yULTBEA/s72-c/ghosts_of_girlfriends_past.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/06/cause-and-effect.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8ESHk5eCp7ImA9WxJVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-2584946954378350113</id><published>2009-06-14T03:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:03:29.720+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T16:03:29.720+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="widget" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Web 2.0" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Flash" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><title>I just love cool widgets...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wooot!! It's done and up! Check out my photo widget from the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Web 2.0&lt;/span&gt;. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;P.S: If you don't see anything, be patient and give it some time to load. It's Flash so if it still doesn't show after some seconds, try navigating away and back or refresh(F5). If still a no-show, then your bloody browser is bloody blocking my bloody cool widget.&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/8174157604315909086-2584946954378350113?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/HP-OiQhmnwI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2584946954378350113/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=2584946954378350113&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/2584946954378350113?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/2584946954378350113?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/HP-OiQhmnwI/i-just-love-cool-widgets.html" title="I just love cool widgets..." /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-love-cool-widgets.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8DQn04eSp7ImA9WxJVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-4273658481179383470</id><published>2009-06-13T19:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:04:33.331+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T16:04:33.331+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="app" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bishan Park" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Flickr" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prawning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sentosa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daily Rants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="critters" /><title>How well more can it go?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kinda teased Baby about her inability to do the cock-eye...you know, like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjOIooWGMZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7k2kZ77G3Z0/s1600-h/cockeye2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjOIooWGMZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7k2kZ77G3Z0/s320/cockeye2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346767414225154450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wasn't being mean...juz playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had fun prawning @ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bishan Park&lt;/span&gt; ytd. We caught 11 critters. Could have been more if we extended the duration but then we were more than satisfied with our result. The last time we went we had only like 3...so ya...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be testing a photo cloud thingy later on...it's a pretty cool little app...see how it works...if nothing goes wrong I might use &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Flickr&lt;/span&gt; fulltime for my photos subsequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading out now for my movie date...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; tmr?&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/8174157604315909086-4273658481179383470?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/Wt4-jD0W48w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4273658481179383470/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=4273658481179383470&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4273658481179383470?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/4273658481179383470?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/Wt4-jD0W48w/how-well-more-can-it-go.html" title="How well more can it go?" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjygufLHh8M/SjOIooWGMZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7k2kZ77G3Z0/s72-c/cockeye2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-well-more-can-it-go.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYFQns_fyp7ImA9WxJVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174157604315909086.post-5681994680966654395</id><published>2009-06-12T14:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:08:33.547+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T16:08:33.547+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="syndicate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="+30721160" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Want To Comprain..." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stomp" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="credit card" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Maybank" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SGClub" /><title>Scam alert!!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I remember my previous post on the phone scam thingy. It seems that the syndicate behind it has done quite abit of work. As far back in 2008, the story appeared in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SGClub&lt;/span&gt; forums regarding this bank scam. I'm sure I'm being targeted as well since the phone number that I received is the same as the one reported: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+30721160&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the scammer had called me a few times recently, I had not answered any. Now, I feel damn tempted to pick up and play along with whoever is on the other side. I'm feeling damn evil at the moment. These people are trying to play punk with me? A SGrean? Come on man, you gotta be kidding, trying to scam me. Really is tao nao pai. You think limpeh so easy to scam ar? I wonder if this kind of syndicate got really use brains one or not. Wanna scam people dun target SG la prrreasse...aiyo we too smart for you can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;STOMPer Sarah said she received a call from a man yesterday (Jan 3), claiming to be from Maybank Credit Card Collection Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He said his name is Steven Lim Mun Kik and that I owe Maybank $3,000 plus in credit card bills," she said in an email last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told him that I do not own any credit cards and he suggested that I may have lost my IC and someone made use of it to apply for the Maybank credit card. He alleged that I applied for the card on the 15th September 2007," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The STOMPer said the man wanted to verify her IC number and address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I again stressed that I do not own any credit cards. He said that if I don’t believe him, I can call 65352266 to ask for him and that he’s located at Maybank Towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He threatened that he is going to retrieve the cctv recording from Sim Lim Towers where I spent $4,800 after reporting me to the 'fraud department'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He also said that I have to be responsible for the payment even though I did not apply for the card," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The STOMPer called the number he gave her and said she was told there was no such employee in the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The customer officer who attended to my call informed me that there have been many such calls made to the public and their bank’s customers," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The STOMPer checked Maybank’s website and saw this security warning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security Alert – Debt Collection Scam&lt;br /&gt;"It has been brought to our attention that there is a party or parties involved in making telephone calls to members of the public, purporting to be representing Maybank, collecting debts on behalf of the Bank. The caller (s) will claim that the customer has outstanding amounts owing to the Bank due to their spending on their credit cards, and request that they pay up the money by cheque. Most of these calls are made via an Overseas Number and on some occasions, the party has identified himself as a “Steven Lim Mun Kin” or “Vincent Tan”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We wish to inform members of the public that these calls are not made by representatives of Maybank and these people are not Maybank staff. You may make a report to the Police if you should receive similar calls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The STOMPer gives this brief description of the man on the phone: "He sounded local Chinese in his late forties and was very agitated, even angry and nervous at one point during the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During the whole conversation which lasted about 10 minutes, there were phones ringing constantly in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He ended the conversation on the note that he will be sending me a warning letter as he claimed I have ignored two letters sent out by the bank last year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;posted by sychai - SGclub&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm gonna pick up the next time this guy calls and challenge everything he's gonna put in my way. Let's see who's the fraud here. Jiak pah bo sai pang come and ji siao me. Limpeh ho ler si ar!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174157604315909086-5681994680966654395?l=poppienutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~4/IGfyq29cDYc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5681994680966654395/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174157604315909086&amp;postID=5681994680966654395&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/5681994680966654395?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174157604315909086/posts/default/5681994680966654395?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yEke/~3/IGfyq29cDYc/scam-alert.html" title="Scam alert!!" /><author><name>Poppie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16227752976239982265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17258589991174838248" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poppienutshell.blogspot.com/2009/06/scam-alert.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
