<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:35:19.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~StEpHyStAngO~*~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7229522029855088987</id><published>2011-10-17T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:48:17.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hoho! I'm at the computer lab now with nothing to do. So, I try to update something. SPM is just around the corner and I'm still playing. NVM! Beside me today got a 'four-eye, braces-mushroom chicken', that is HAN MIN YI! (translation*shi-yan-gang-ya-tong-gu-ji) New nickname created by Vivien Hew. We were laughing like crazy when we know she's a mushroom chicken but I hope she's a golden chicken! Because she works ************. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-7229522029855088987?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7229522029855088987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7229522029855088987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7229522029855088987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7229522029855088987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2011/10/computer-lab.html' title='Computer Lab'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5516227263919379590</id><published>2010-11-22T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T03:39:52.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hello....long time never blog already..SM also say i always never update and when she click she always saw the Miss A wan....so i update new wan...but nowadays...nothing to blog also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Wonder Girls' Concert...hahaha...I'm going to their concert on 11/12/2010 live in Genting&lt;br /&gt;    Highland...I miss their world stage performance last time...but now..i can go to their live&lt;br /&gt;    concert..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/TOpTXQIClpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YScQaFaEUHM/s1600/71990_482739689609_172731144609_6870753_6056187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/TOpTXQIClpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YScQaFaEUHM/s320/71990_482739689609_172731144609_6870753_6056187_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542333950363604626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Holiday...hohoho...second term is finish and now is time to enjoy ourselves...but...bad news is&lt;br /&gt;     we have hmwk to do..HOLIDAY ALERTS...and next year we need to sit for our SPM...this&lt;br /&gt;     year SPM starts tomorrow...imagine next year on the same date (maybe) we are taking the&lt;br /&gt;     SPM...OMG it freaks me out every time  I think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Lam Lam's House trip..for more information you can visit MinYi's blog...it is very detail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Fanfics...I've been reading fanfics recently since I'm lazy to do the Holiday Alerts..For your&lt;br /&gt;    information..fanfic is a story written by fans and they post it online...Some fanfic is fun..some&lt;br /&gt;    have a sad ending..AND..SOME IS RATED..First time i press the title that have a [H] beside&lt;br /&gt;    it...I have no idea that it is a rated story (for 18 and above) since I'm new to it..When I was&lt;br /&gt;    reading it..I was like OMG..Is totally for 18 and above...haha...some of the story main&lt;br /&gt;    characters is my friend's idol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it...SM I GOT UPDATE...NOT MISS A OK?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~StEpHyStAngO~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8TeeJvcBdLA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their song is very nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~StEpHyStAngO~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-1824023449044960531?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/1824023449044960531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=1824023449044960531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/TBOdfA0EDsI/AAAAAAAAAW4/hRhn_YN2qKI/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/TBOdfA0EDsI/AAAAAAAAAW4/hRhn_YN2qKI/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481898327559900866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;仲夏夜之星。。&lt;br /&gt;英文名叫&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Somnus&lt;/span&gt;。。&lt;br /&gt;这个手链代表&lt;br /&gt;耳鑽跟手链合在一起&lt;br /&gt;就像一对男女之間的完美關係，&lt;br /&gt;但是把耳鑽脱下&lt;br /&gt;耳鑽和手链又是各自獨立的各體&lt;br /&gt;就算一对恋人&lt;br /&gt;有一天必须要分開&lt;br /&gt;曾经有过对方的记忆&lt;br /&gt;也会牢牢刻印在心底&lt;br /&gt;永远不会改变。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;看完了放羊的星星&lt;br /&gt;才明白一个设计师&lt;br /&gt;设计的首饰都有个背后的故事&lt;br /&gt;每个首饰有自己的意义&lt;br /&gt;就像仲夏夜之星&lt;br /&gt;是市里面的阿星饰计&lt;br /&gt;代表他和天骑的经历过的&lt;br /&gt;星星是啊星而耳鑽是天骑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;这个手链很美&lt;br /&gt;所以想跟大家分享&lt;br /&gt;他还有他的故事&lt;br /&gt;我还满希望这个手链&lt;br /&gt;是有的因为真的满美的。&lt;br /&gt;但是这部戏是2007年的&lt;br /&gt;就算是2010年的也不可能有把&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;这个应该是用来拍戏而不会真的有把。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~*~StEpHyStAngO~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7571918627595935212-378956965837364738?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/TBOdfA0EDsI/AAAAAAAAAW4/hRhn_YN2qKI/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-8598563974802942414</id><published>2010-05-27T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:38:49.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...MYT...</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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IBky7ofI/AAAAAAAAAWY/YcbqE0BLsiM/s1600/DSC01853.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IBky7ofI/AAAAAAAAAWY/YcbqE0BLsiM/s320/DSC01853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476174863800181234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MYT eating at McD, The Mall...&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IBUcve6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/mx16NCKu-FI/s1600/DSC01851.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IBUcve6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/mx16NCKu-FI/s320/DSC01851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476174859412143010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vivien and MinYi&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IA-YnIOI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3f22gTiwTJ8/s1600/DSC00901.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IA-YnIOI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3f22gTiwTJ8/s320/DSC00901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476174853489238242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MYT's Number...&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IAfCpBSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gc9_vOtnrq4/s1600/DSC01882.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IAfCpBSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gc9_vOtnrq4/s320/DSC01882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476174845075588386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MYT Group Photo..&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IAHRjALI/AAAAAAAAAV4/qfvro6wDzjU/s1600/DSC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_9IAHRjALI/AAAAAAAAAV4/qfvro6wDzjU/s320/DSC00780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476174838695657650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MYT Group Photo but Lam Lam look away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~StEpHyStAngO*~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-8598563974802942414?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/8598563974802942414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3827175749099603295</id><published>2010-05-27T06:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:39:51.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citrawarna...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_50EYJ4J6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/GvVvQ5y56jY/s1600/DSC00894.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_50EYJ4J6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/GvVvQ5y56jY/s320/DSC00894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475941815481280418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vivien, MinYi and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_50EJd6RyI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MdHBtAtGM-0/s1600/DSC01429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_50EJd6RyI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MdHBtAtGM-0/s320/DSC01429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475941811538773794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia, Vivien and me&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_50D9RgB-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/dCpzPnv0LhY/s1600/DSC00910.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_50D9RgB-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/dCpzPnv0LhY/s320/DSC00910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475941808265496546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Cucuk'..&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_5zMQaic_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/mthj40MDzwA/s1600/DSC00917.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_5zMQaic_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/mthj40MDzwA/s320/DSC00917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475940851331003378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Photo...&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_5zLgHiG-I/AAAAAAAAAVI/QVopY2Y_Us0/s1600/DSC00901.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_5zLgHiG-I/AAAAAAAAAVI/QVopY2Y_Us0/s320/DSC00901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475940838366387170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Number&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_5zLV2HoVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/iNJAEDow_GE/s1600/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_5zLV2HoVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/iNJAEDow_GE/s320/DSC00882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475940835608994130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lam Lam smile until so bright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~*~StEpHyStAngO~*~&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/7571918627595935212-3827175749099603295?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S_50EYJ4J6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/GvVvQ5y56jY/s72-c/DSC00894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7740730209405601732</id><published>2010-03-14T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T06:50:42.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12/3/2010-13/3/2010</title><content type='html'>Genting Highland trip..&lt;br /&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zmwGE9tzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/c94yz_hcieU/s1600-h/IMG_2602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zmwGE9tzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/c94yz_hcieU/s320/IMG_2602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448483363151001394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The room...&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zmTYewS7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/GMAL586iXIg/s1600-h/IMG_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zmTYewS7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/GMAL586iXIg/s320/IMG_2599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448482869874805682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The toilet...&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zl729gISI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Odh8WtOb9zE/s1600-h/IMG_2596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zl729gISI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Odh8WtOb9zE/s320/IMG_2596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448482465739972898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The toilet...i like the shower head the most..very comfortable...&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zmhoCJNMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dafAKI2_B_Q/s1600-h/IMG_2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zmhoCJNMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dafAKI2_B_Q/s320/IMG_2598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448483114567939266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me in the toilet..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5znjPG2IKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/upSNZtuJdcs/s1600-h/IMG_2610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5znjPG2IKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/upSNZtuJdcs/s320/IMG_2610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448484241748140194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and I...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zpE1vRnEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qLrpBUxRS3s/s1600-h/IMG_2629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zpE1vRnEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qLrpBUxRS3s/s320/IMG_2629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448485918565571650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So misty...i think the temperature around 16 degree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S- Elaine...sorry..not i don wan to upload is i don know how to upload...i try to ask other ppl and see how to upload...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~StEpHyStAngO~*~&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/7571918627595935212-7740730209405601732?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7740730209405601732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7740730209405601732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7740730209405601732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7740730209405601732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2010/03/1232010-1332010.html' title='12/3/2010-13/3/2010'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S5zmwGE9tzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/c94yz_hcieU/s72-c/IMG_2602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7023890988808715</id><published>2010-02-12T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:51:12.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Today is the 30th, means is the reunion dinner.. Yay!!Hope everyone enjoy their reunion dinner with their family. I think I almost three only eat reunion dinner because need to wait for my brother that are coming back from Singapore now. Haiz, but nevermind since is a reunion dinner..I wait. Actually I quite miss my brother la..After new year he need to go back Singapore again don know when can come back.Haiz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's my New Year resolution:&lt;br /&gt;a) Hope this year can be a great and happy year..&lt;br /&gt;b) Everything in school will work great&lt;br /&gt;c) All my wish come true...haha&lt;br /&gt;d) (Many many more lazy to write)&lt;br /&gt;e) One more...WonderGirls will have great success this year with Chinese and US debut album!! (actually is every year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wish everyone will be happy and healthy through this year..( i sick adi...when can i recover). So HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~StEpHyStAngO~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-7023890988808715?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7023890988808715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7023890988808715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7023890988808715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7023890988808715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-2357928593013767252</id><published>2010-01-30T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T07:12:41.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYT..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Group's Name-M.Y.T (Mo Yi Tai)&lt;br /&gt;Definition-Behave crazily (means does not behave like a girl)&lt;br /&gt;Why?-Because whenever there is our leader...we never behave like a girl&lt;br /&gt;Member-MinYi, JuEe,Vivien, YanLing, SueMayne&lt;br /&gt;Ranking of M.Y.T-&lt;br /&gt;1) MinYi-Leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;                                  2)JuEe-Co-Leader&lt;br /&gt;                                3)Vivien-Setiausaha&lt;br /&gt;                                4)YanLing-Bendahari&lt;br /&gt;                                5)SueMayne-AJK&lt;br /&gt;Why?-Because in our group the most crazy wan is MinYi thn me thn Vivien thn YanLing and      lastly SueMayne. That's why she consider the not so crazy wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S2RK1R6T7nI/AAAAAAAAATw/J54RsWGrXIc/s1600-h/IMG_2270.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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S2RK1R6T7nI/AAAAAAAAATw/J54RsWGrXIc/s320/IMG_2270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432549329717161586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vivien, MinYi, Juee, Yanling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Too bad SueMayne not in the class that day. She went to clean Koop. So, she's not in the picture. Even if she's in the class she won't be in the picture too because she don't like to take picture. But in our group stil have her name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~StEpHyStAngO~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-2357928593013767252?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/2357928593013767252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=2357928593013767252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/2357928593013767252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/2357928593013767252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2010/01/myt.html' title='MYT..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/S2RK1R6T7nI/AAAAAAAAATw/J54RsWGrXIc/s72-c/IMG_2270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7571087928665920441</id><published>2009-10-26T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:14:05.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Highland AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yesterday I went to Genting Highland again but with my friends. Actually it's a school trip. I feel very happy because I get to play the games that I never play before.LOL. So 38. So I want to thanks :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(a) MinYi- for shouting beside me..very loud&lt;br /&gt;(b) Vivien- for playing the games that I wan to play&lt;br /&gt;(c) XinYi- for throwing snow at me..&lt;br /&gt;(d) CheeYan- for bringing to cap for us to take pic..haha&lt;br /&gt;(e) HuiMin- for borrowing us ur fake spec...very nice&lt;br /&gt;(f) WeiYen-.....forget adi...but got..sorry&lt;br /&gt;(g) Elaine- driving the fun cart with us and taking our things when we sitting the flying coaster&lt;br /&gt;(h) SukeMune- thanks for your EPOP..&lt;br /&gt;(i) Michelle- playing snow with me&lt;br /&gt;(j) XiLin- throwing snow to everyone&lt;br /&gt;(k) YuenSan- line up together at fun cart but too bad u quit..&lt;br /&gt;(l) MoonMoon- for taking our pictures&lt;br /&gt;(m) HengHuei- for taking care of our things&lt;br /&gt;(n) KaiXin- same..taking care of our things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks A Lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Next, let's talk about the trip.&lt;br /&gt;We went on the bus around 7.30. When we on the bus, we took out of school trousers because we got wear jeans inside. Thn, we talk and talk suddenly the tour guide say let's get down here and get something to eat. Come back at 8.40. So we spot a McDonald, we go in to borrow toilet. But got ppl buy food. After that, we take pictures. We even take pictures with the slide inside the McD and also the statue. Sound so kiddy. And thn, Vivien say let's buy food. So we bought a filet-o-fish and another hashbrown. When we buying, I don know who tell us that we need to kumpul. Thn, we faster take our things and wait for HuiMin's milo and run across the road to the bus. HuiMin almost get crash because she never realize got car but Vivien pull her. Thn we continue running. No doubt, we are the last wan. So paiseh because everyone waiting for us. Continue our journey to the cable car station. In the bus, we watch Ice Age 3 but not really watching it. Take some picture and we are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Get down and throw rubbish. Thn MinYi took CheeYan's cap and take pic. After that we went to the cable car there. We went up and guess what. The most noisy cable car I never have seated. When we were going out that time, everybody shout like want to die adi. I also follow shout. In the cable car got me, Vivien, MinYi, CheeYan, HuiMin, Elaine, SukeMune and MoonMoon. Elaine can't blame her she's afraid of height but MinYi...haiz...reach the small tower than she shout. We say that's the paling safe place if we drop cuz we get to climb back up. But she continue shout. Thn reach Genting Highland. Get down and follow the tour guide to the First World Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reach there, the tour guide say we'll go in the Snow World at 11.30 a.m. So we went to the Ripley's Believe it or Not. Went in there see the special things. There even got the luckiest chair in the world. Too bad no one believe it.Thn, we going towards the end there got one thing that u need to cross. But when u cross it feels like u are dropping down. Actually it's just the imagination. When crossing, we shout as usual and thn MinYi grab my bag. I can't cross. We cross another time but MinYi never. Vivien bought two slippers. One for her mum and one for herself. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Thn, we went to the SnowWorld. We wait very long there for the time to strike 11.30.At there, my headache start. Feel uncomfortable. Thn, it's our time. We put our bags in the locker. And when in. SO COLD. -3 degree celcius. We went in and throw snow. We thought we want to welcome Michelle, XiLin and YuenSan but they come in too late. So, we play the slide inside the snow world. Thn, we saw teacher coming in. We quickly get some snow and throw at Cik Faizah. She look so blur. She ask us to clean it thn we laugh only. Thn, at last Michelle they all come in. So we throw at them. Thn, we take picture together but not so clear. After that, we line up to get the float to play the big slide. While lining up, XinYi suddenly call me and throw a bunch of snow to me. Direct to my face. Wa!!!So pain. I cannot see already. And the snow even go in my shirt so call. Thn, I keep on jumping. The WeiYen shake my shirt to make the snow come out. ThankYou. Thn we play the big slide, it make our butt very pain cuz really very bumpy. Continue throwing snow at each other. So fun. It's time so we go out. Our hair is wet and the snow is salty. So, we went to the toilet and wash our face. Thn, another toilet to dry our hair. The dryer work so great. So fast, our hair dry adi. Went back to the toilet and tie hair. Like usual we are the last again. When we run out, there's nobody there. We faster run as fast as we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Time to eat. Actually nothing special about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Outdoor now. Yeah!! We went in and the tourguide say 3.30 go to the chocolate wonderland. Thn ok. We one group chinese ppl went to play the flying coaster. We need to pay rm10 to play it. Elaine don wan to play thn MinYi also don wan to play. Thn, I persuade MinYi to play because she's not afraid of height. Thn she also agree to play together. She shout like got to die adi. Reach adi also shout. Thn XinYi tell me can come down adi. I come down and saw MinYi still stand there and shout. Everybody looking at her. So I call her come down don't shout adi. Thn she only come down. We laugh at her. We check the picture and got us. So funny the expression. Thn we take picture together. We went to ride the pirate ship. It's not so scary but we shout as loud as we can. We laugh so hard. The paling bising is us. Thn go line up for go kart. Line up quite long. When going to reach, the ppl say Michelle cannot play. Thn, her group also don wan to play. The group of boys behind action in front of Michelle. Thn, his friend pula must go out. Vivien boo him. Reach out turn. We say we must take revenge. At first round can but he's too fast. When drive back that time he's in front of me. So when park car that time. I press a little pedal and bump him, he looks suprise but I looks like nothing happen. Thn we went to the wonderland. Take picture and took chocolate for YanLing. The tour guide say we can choose to play outdoor or indoor but 4.30 must go in. So, we went to the Sg Rajang. The first drop not so wet. Thn we take picture. Xinyi, WeiYen, and Elaine in front of us while HuiMin, CheeYan and SukeMune far behind us. We take picture of them. Than the last splash. Very wet. But we say not enough to scare ppl. So we splash water. When reach that time, we say 'Aiyo, why so wet wan...cannot like this wan..aiyo' I saw the ppl expression like believe only. Thn, go in the toilet and take picture. Wear the jacket because very cold. CheeYan adi go in. So, we run to KFC to buy things to eat. And again run to the place the tour guide ask to kumpul. Reach there but no one was there. Feel so letih. XinYi and Vivien take picture with the ghost. Thn, we sit down to eat. WeiYen say wan to buy water. Thought wan go coffee bean but XinYi say starbucks cheaper so run down and run to the starbuck to buy water. Take picture and run back to the place. So letih. Thn, take picture and walk back to the cable car station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sat the cable car. Very bising also. Shout until throuat also pain. Take picture with CheeYan's cap and HuiMin;s spec. Thn reach adi. We went into one shop tht can try to eat wan. We try but never buy only HuiMin bought something. We go out and found that CikFaizah also lost adi. hahahha. Thn the tour guide come find us but CheeYan and HuiMin not yet come call them. And tell them where to go. Like usual, last to go in the bus. Thn we I go in. WeiYen, Xinyi and Vivien shout ' Her mama sat our place. her mama so bad'. Me and MinYi so blur thn only we know who is them refering. We slept in the bus. Thn reach sri rampai to eat. We went there and yamsheng. Thn, call my mum and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So letih, Went home bath and terus sleep. Today never go to school. Haha, so malas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-7571087928665920441?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7571087928665920441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7571087928665920441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7571087928665920441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7571087928665920441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/10/genting-highland-again.html' title='Genting Highland AGAIN!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-2340700520209752419</id><published>2009-10-15T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T02:39:45.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Highland Trip...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, tomorow I'm going to Genting Highland. So happy. Going there by bus and go up by cable car. Staying there for one night. Feel so happy about it. Can't wait till tomorow. Saturday coming back. But at least, we'll sleep in the middle of the night playing cards  and other things. Feel so happy. Without my parents around. YEAH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-2340700520209752419?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/2340700520209752419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=2340700520209752419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/2340700520209752419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/2340700520209752419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/10/genting-highland-trip.html' title='Genting Highland Trip...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3875769428276153423</id><published>2009-10-13T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:56:14.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR Finish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Yesterday, PMR end already.. Feel very happy but that is YESTERDAY. Today should feel very happy also but something happen make me no mood wan to happy. I should have go to school than nothing will happen. Than, I will be as happy as yesterday but now...mood very down. WHY I never go to school? WHy??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-3875769428276153423?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/3875769428276153423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=3875769428276153423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3875769428276153423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3875769428276153423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/10/pmr-finish.html' title='PMR Finish...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3067074768937701511</id><published>2009-09-05T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:06:12.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Korean Group...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;My favorite Korean group. First- SS501, second- Wonder Girls and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;third- f(x).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SqJ93ixEfHI/AAAAAAAAARg/bj_sJJvhpVE/s1600-h/vr828g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SqJ93ixEfHI/AAAAAAAAARg/bj_sJJvhpVE/s320/vr828g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377999298212691058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;501&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-a 5 male group form by DSP. Clockwise (up)- HyungJoong, HyunJoong (leader), YoungSaeng, KyuJoong and JungMin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SqJ9Wk6Fy6I/AAAAAAAAARY/93dL6OuCKpo/s1600-h/20080728110928786b0_110928_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SqJ9Wk6Fy6I/AAAAAAAAARY/93dL6OuCKpo/s320/20080728110928786b0_110928_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377998731851713442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wonder Girls&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-a 5 girl group form by JYP. Clockwise (up)-ParkYeEun, KimYubin, SunMi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; SunYe(leader) and Sohee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SqKAoeZaaRI/AAAAAAAAARo/buIaT1LXUA0/s1600-h/fx-image_18939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SqKAoeZaaRI/AAAAAAAAARo/buIaT1LXUA0/s320/fx-image_18939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378002337876568338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;F(x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- a 5 girl group form by SM. Just debut on 1st Sept. From right, Luna, Amber, Krystal, Victoria (leader) and Sulli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&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/7571918627595935212-3067074768937701511?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/3067074768937701511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=3067074768937701511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3067074768937701511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3067074768937701511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-favorite-korean-group.html' title='My Favorite Korean Group...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SqJ93ixEfHI/AAAAAAAAARg/bj_sJJvhpVE/s72-c/vr828g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-9102013399913479067</id><published>2009-08-15T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T04:55:06.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Adi..</title><content type='html'>This morning, don't know why suddenly so rajin go to school. Everytime never go than this time go only. Something happen. Don't feel well at school. A bit pening, headache and sakit tekak. So nvm. A can't go home anyway. Sometimes feel like the body very hot. Sometimes not. Went back home. Actually wan to go tuition. Thn, feel not well so never go. Go see doctor instead. The clinic also got problem wan. I also feel very letih adi. Thn need to fill this fill that. I stand almost 5 to 10 min. Ask the same question. Your father still working ar? Of course la. If not why I holding the medical card. Very fast is my turn. Register take 5 to 10 but check only 2 to 3 min. Haiz. Took medicine and go home. Never eat anything also. Morning eat sushi, Lunch eat a bit chee cheong fun but the medicine must take after lunch. So go wat sushi somemore. Eat adi. Play comp thn suddenly can't tahan adi. Faster go sleep. Wake up, whole body like very weak only.No mood wan to talk or eat. But, my parents still need to eat. So go OldTown and eat bread only. That one also cannot finish. Thn, my mum say must buy mask adi. Scare after tersebar to my friends. So but lo. So one very nice kill 99.9% bacteria. The price more nice. RM8.00 for one. I never buy that one la. I buy normal one. My mum ask whether I can go to school or not on monday. I say can gua. But you all no need to scare. I will wear mask wan. If really not well means after exam I'll call my mum wan. I won't sebar to you all. You all can stay away from me on monday. Oh ya. I don know the doctor play play one or what. He say eat for 2 days if still got sick. Go hospital and check whether got H1N1 or not. LOL. I also not that sick. Fever also not yet reach. He ask me to check. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-9102013399913479067?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/9102013399913479067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=9102013399913479067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9102013399913479067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9102013399913479067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-adi.html' title='Sick Adi..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-1415129763111044114</id><published>2009-07-25T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T09:19:00.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What an Interesting Day?!</title><content type='html'>This morning woke up. Like normal, take breakfast with my parents at Old Town. Watch 'The Mummy-The Tomb Of The Dragon' (if i'm not wrong). Went tuition. Not feeling well. Headache until what Teacher LiLi say also I don know. But I try to concentrate.FAIL. Give up. Close my eyes a while. Open back and say teacher LiLi adi teach until very far. Concentrate back. Don understand ask YanLing. Time to go back. Don feel like talking. So silence all the way down. Reach there never see my mother. Thought of calling. Suddenly, pop behind YanLing's car. Went up. On the way go home, my head feel like bursting. Ignore it. Don wan to eat panadol. Went back. Watch drama. Six o'clock got Indiana Jones-Temple of Doom. My favourite. Suddenly, mom came back and dad say go out too eat. Headache become more serious. Throughout the dinner, head so pain. No mood to talk or answer. Went back home and watch ASQ. At first, consider as fair competition. But the Janice part really disaster. She's not in a good condition but she insist to come and make the FaiChai almost lose. Not that I like FaiChai but I think this is not a fair competition. At first, the competition is suppose that Janice sing her song and the contestant sing the chord. First, was FaiChai and Janice. After finish, the Jentzent come and say is just a demo. Both of them also stunt adi. Last minute, they change the rule. They will take turns to sing the chord. Janice went in and left the three contestant. The FaiChai, die lo. Don know how to sing the song. Suppose he sing the song and the other girl sing the chord but because he don know the song lyrics, he stop in the middle and the girl help her to sing the song and change he sing the chord. After finish, FaiChai cry adi. They just change the rule last minute without telling the contestant or Janice. Is not fair. So, this make the girl never sing chord while FaiChai sing two time chord. Thn go on commercial. After finish commercial, the judge say let the girl sing again one time so that they can hear the girl chord. But it's too late adi. This adi affect FaiChai and the girl's result. When say who can proceed to the final stage. All of us say sure FaiChai out but they choose the girl that sing the best chord to go out. Walau!! She sing the vocal and the chord also very good but eliminate adi. Cannot believe. When say the girl go out that time, FaiChai also stunt adi. He thought he'll go out. I saw the girl also control her tears only. Final round. All chinese song. FaiChai also die lo. Cuz he every round also sing cantonese song thn now need to sing mandarin song. But he ok la just the high note he can't reach while the girl low note cannot. When, asking the judge to say who's the champion. Also not excited wan. They like very rush like that. Just that the girl is the champion. When they say who is the champion also like no one notice. Haiz. Switch to the ghost show. Horror. The dv just record one model statue only. Suddenly pop out a head looking at the statue thn suddenly the statue change the position and look at the dv cam. Walau. I scare till I die ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-1415129763111044114?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/1415129763111044114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=1415129763111044114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1415129763111044114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1415129763111044114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-interesting-day.html' title='What an Interesting Day?!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5803117519956163006</id><published>2009-07-17T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:54:26.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Generation (SNSD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SmCPpj92S1I/AAAAAAAAAPs/wFmhdAYXOXM/s1600-h/snsd_090129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SmCPpj92S1I/AAAAAAAAAPs/wFmhdAYXOXM/s320/snsd_090129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359441500762950482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently, quite obsessed with korean singer. I heard about a girl group name Girls' Generation. So, decided to look at them. When, I saw one of their mv. I was stunt. 9 girls group. All also so beautiful. The next day, CheeYan told me that, all 9 of them got do plastic surgery b4. Wah!! No wonder so beautiful. Haiz.  Nvm. Continue to watch their mv. I saw one of girl quite fake la the face. But got 2 quite beautiful. All 9 of them very good in dancing. But too bad. PLASTIC SURGERY. Chee Yan tell me to check properly. So, I compare their last time photo and recently wan. Really got changes. Their eyes become bigger and the face become nicer. I don know they naturally turn like that or really plastic surgery but they are not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JUEE%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JUEE%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-5803117519956163006?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5803117519956163006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5803117519956163006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5803117519956163006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5803117519956163006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/07/girls-generation.html' title='Girls Generation (SNSD)'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SmCPpj92S1I/AAAAAAAAAPs/wFmhdAYXOXM/s72-c/snsd_090129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-1487344388588659229</id><published>2009-07-11T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:29:00.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEE HOONG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;During kelas tambahan on Thursday, Chee Hoond come to our class and chat with Ah Goh and Sze Qian. I just sit beside SzeQian so I can hear what she saying. At first, they talk about 'K' wan. So, I do essay that Datin ask to do. After finish, CheeHoong also go back to her class. Thn, I went and sit in front of SzeQian. So the 4 of us include YanLing also chat. Suddenly, CheeHoong come back. So together chat. Suddenly, the CheeHoong say that YanLing love me oh. At first, I didn't really hear what they are saying. Thn, I heard about it adi. I also deny. She say always when she wan to bully me that time, YanLing sure protect me wan. Thn, Goh also say that she thinks that way. What the heck la. We are normal wan ok. Goh say when tuition half way, YanLing will put her head on my shoulder and I also will put give her a feeling that we are lesbian. What La!! Thn, we also say we are friends from primary school until now. So is best friend not the lesbian type. CheeHoong so bad. Say we are lesbian. Where got la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-1487344388588659229?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/1487344388588659229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=1487344388588659229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1487344388588659229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1487344388588659229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/07/chee-hoong.html' title='CHEE HOONG!!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-2336075169647716324</id><published>2009-06-16T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:23:17.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Tagged</title><content type='html'>*Copy this tag as your own note.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If the person before you had the same first initial,you must have at least 10 answers different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tag 10 people before ending this tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Your Real Name :Chong Ju Ee&lt;br /&gt;2.A Nickname :Cherine&lt;br /&gt;3.An Occupation :Celebrity's Hair-styler&lt;br /&gt;4.An Action :Choosing&lt;br /&gt;5.An Adjective :Cute&lt;br /&gt;6.A type of car :Camry&lt;br /&gt;7.A Type of Food :Cake&lt;br /&gt;8.A Colour : Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;9.A Country : Canada&lt;br /&gt;10.A Place : Court&lt;br /&gt;11.A Movie : Cinderella Story, A&lt;br /&gt;12.An Animal : Catterpillar&lt;br /&gt;13.A Fruit : Cantalope&lt;br /&gt;14.A Song : Crush&lt;br /&gt;15.A Celeb : Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WOW~this is not easy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to tag :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-YanLing-&lt;br /&gt;-Heizen-&lt;br /&gt;-Vivien-&lt;br /&gt;-MinYi-&lt;br /&gt;-YiWen-&lt;br /&gt;-and everybody that's on my list-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-2336075169647716324?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/2336075169647716324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=2336075169647716324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/2336075169647716324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/2336075169647716324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-tagged.html' title='Being Tagged'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7305862013438034779</id><published>2009-06-14T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:39:46.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Reopen..</title><content type='html'>Tomorow is school day adi. So fast past 2 weeks. This whole holiday, I just watch movie and play computer only. Hahahaha. Yesterday, I found one very shocking news. YanLing also got watch the korean version of meteor garden. I thought only ppl like me only will watch but the smart girl also got watch. Her taste same like me. Both of us also think that the gold colour hair wan and the potter handsome. Girl also the same. Both of us like the female lead's friend. Haha. But MinYi a little bit different. She think the male lead and the gold colour hair wan handsome. So got a bit different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-7305862013438034779?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7305862013438034779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7305862013438034779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7305862013438034779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7305862013438034779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/06/school-reopen.html' title='School Reopen..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-325977047110080725</id><published>2009-06-08T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:02:03.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Target...</title><content type='html'>Recently, I spot one korean couple looks quite cute together. Hahaha. The girl looks very pretty and the boy look quite cute la. The girl's name is KimSoEun and the boy's name is KimBum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eE-IK54I/AAAAAAAAAPU/AO5Pzg8O-eU/s1600-h/SoEul+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345172509736757122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eE-IK54I/AAAAAAAAAPU/AO5Pzg8O-eU/s320/SoEul+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both Of Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eEkYgheI/AAAAAAAAAPM/atJq9v2g_gQ/s1600-h/KimBum+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345172502825960930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eEkYgheI/AAAAAAAAAPM/atJq9v2g_gQ/s320/KimBum+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KimBum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eEpjoHFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZB_EIMzT2PM/s1600-h/Kim+Bum.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345172504214772818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eEpjoHFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZB_EIMzT2PM/s320/Kim+Bum.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KimBum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345172499660739826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eEYl3FPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/rjp14UBX88g/s320/KimSoEun.bmp" border="0" /&gt;KimSoEun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345172495218114546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eEICp__I/AAAAAAAAAO0/EGhZv2w6FBw/s320/KimSoEun+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;KimSoEun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7571918627595935212-325977047110080725?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/325977047110080725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=325977047110080725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/325977047110080725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/325977047110080725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-target.html' title='New Target...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Si3eE-IK54I/AAAAAAAAAPU/AO5Pzg8O-eU/s72-c/SoEul+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5547341740870074858</id><published>2009-06-07T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:47:37.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off To London..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;On Friday, my brother fly to London adi. Quite sad..feel very berat hati. His flight is 5.40 p.m. We were there by 2 something adi. We wait there quite long until the ticket counter is open. We saw many of his friends and of course his gf's family la. We took a few picture. Thn fo yam cha. Continue taking picture. Than they have a short briefing. After briefing, still taking picture but this time with my father and mother la. Thn, they have to go adi. We sent them until the counter that need to go down wan. My mother, normal, cry adi. Thn, my first brother say, he go fly that time my mum never cry but my second brother go cry until eyes also red adi. All my brother's friend laugh. Than, it's time adi. He say goodbye to my parents and to my brother and thn me. He touch my head and thn call me for the last time fat girl. Thn, I cry adi. Suddenly can't control adi.Thn, my first brother say he wan to record it and post to youtube. Stupid la. A few minutes later, they went in and say goodbye again. Thn, really dissapear adi. Back in the car, I still not yet calm down. Than, I listen to some music. What I realize, I cry even worse. All the song I hear all is very sad wan such as JJ Lin's Wo Hai Xiang Ta, Jade Liu's Yan Lei Xiao Le and many more. All the song also got kaitan with crying wan. Thn, I pretend to sleep so no one realize that I was crying.Thn, I can't tahan adi. I off the music so that I'll stop crying. Stupid right? Actually quite miss him la. Still remember, everytime he fetch me means sure late one. One time, wait until half an hour also not yet come. At last, come adi somemore wan to scold say that I ponteng sekolah. Haiz, I know that he's joking la. Everytime he call me fat girl but now no more adi. Anyway, he'll come back around November la. Got chat with him yesterday la. Consider oklo. The room quite small but enough lo. Sleep by his own. Post some picture first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344809002797560562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTeFQO8vI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WU2lDCZ1YYA/s320/P6050012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Family Photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTe-VpevI/AAAAAAAAAOs/hSs0hiG9SEg/s1600-h/P6050033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344809018121091826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTe-VpevI/AAAAAAAAAOs/hSs0hiG9SEg/s320/P6050033.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last one before going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTehELAlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/h0OxtPHX63g/s1600-h/P6050030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344809010263163474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTehELAlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/h0OxtPHX63g/s320/P6050030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTeWunMKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yg3KeB6j9g8/s1600-h/P6050026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344809007488381090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTeWunMKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yg3KeB6j9g8/s320/P6050026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and My Second Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344809008495055954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTeaen1FI/AAAAAAAAAOU/dUOaRLYBcnw/s320/P6050015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This one is when checking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7571918627595935212-5547341740870074858?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5547341740870074858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5547341740870074858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5547341740870074858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5547341740870074858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/06/off-to-london.html' title='Off To London..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiyTeFQO8vI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WU2lDCZ1YYA/s72-c/P6050012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3298040262658629554</id><published>2009-06-02T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:12:38.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbduEPJuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZQcXvHWheMM/s1600-h/DSC01019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917836573452002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbduEPJuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZQcXvHWheMM/s320/DSC01019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is the day after the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbdv_AtvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/H3VFZqZgozc/s1600-h/ME+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917837088405234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbdv_AtvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/H3VFZqZgozc/s320/ME+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the toilet...the toilet very nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbdNLK8hI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_X_xYt5FR9Y/s1600-h/ME+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917827744166418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbdNLK8hI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_X_xYt5FR9Y/s320/ME+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbc4fFhBI/AAAAAAAAANs/LEDTrxEVM-g/s1600-h/ME+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917822190552082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbc4fFhBI/AAAAAAAAANs/LEDTrxEVM-g/s320/ME+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the car...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very little pic only...see...I post adi lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7571918627595935212-3298040262658629554?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/3298040262658629554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=3298040262658629554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3298040262658629554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3298040262658629554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/06/dinner.html' title='Dinner.'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SiXbduEPJuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZQcXvHWheMM/s72-c/DSC01019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7807241066466153107</id><published>2009-05-31T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:21:49.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays Guys!!!! Like all the teacher say, this is the only holiday that's long, so we need to enjoy it. Finish up your hmwk and have fun. Play games in the holiday and go hang out some where. Have fun during holidays. Don fill it up by studying. It'll be boring, man. Cheer Up! Playing is the best. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-7807241066466153107?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7807241066466153107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7807241066466153107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7807241066466153107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7807241066466153107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/05/holidays.html' title='Holidays!!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-857492884857039448</id><published>2009-05-08T05:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:01:29.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQsZiFujiI/AAAAAAAAANk/I4FwKWvdDCA/s1600-h/P5040003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333436675872689698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQsZiFujiI/AAAAAAAAANk/I4FwKWvdDCA/s320/P5040003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the bus, SueMayne and YanLing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333430498227836162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQmx8ka1QI/AAAAAAAAALc/6UZ1KsKYBzY/s320/P5040005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Me and MinYi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQmxpXEs9I/AAAAAAAAALU/ODk_WtRGpT0/s1600-h/P5040011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333430493071586258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQmxpXEs9I/AAAAAAAAALU/ODk_WtRGpT0/s320/P5040011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lining Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333430490197340562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQmxepzMZI/AAAAAAAAALM/Vbxj6EsHZHA/s320/P5040014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Walking also take Pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333430490226855746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQmxew1j0I/AAAAAAAAALE/AOMUD4w85vI/s320/P5040015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reach Muzium Negara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333431885027616114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQoCqzQJXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7L37JSo2l9k/s320/P5040016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Olivia, MinYi and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333431881501305810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQoCdqg69I/AAAAAAAAAME/a1_gEkDUCu4/s320/P5040018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and MinYi again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333431875273860930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQoCGdxp0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/XpC5Y9TGvvU/s320/P5040020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First tour guide, French&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333431870227350882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQoBzqmBWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/QyHMFsWt5yk/s320/P5040023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Drawing the Malay Hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333431865272426706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQoBhNP4NI/AAAAAAAAALs/wOMnHuznZQk/s320/P5040028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Actually this pic very nice wan, cuz of me, not nice adi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333433766760583410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQpwMzWkPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OpkZNZ0K-Y8/s320/P5040044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Three of us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333433768535861714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQpwTanKdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DXU1GIam_iE/s320/P5040051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Vivien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333433770716625570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQpwbii-qI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XGeePTD-ReA/s320/P5040050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hotel..Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333433776009341186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQpwvQbaQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GLMcwvrhEmQ/s320/P5040070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Inside the toilet..sot sot wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333433778383159682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQpw4GZAYI/AAAAAAAAAM0/E92btd7K9T0/s320/P5040113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Went to BSAS, Thailand ppl ask us to take a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333435464051770610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQrS_tGxPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lgh43gw-fX0/s320/P5040105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First pic with SueMayne..smile until so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333435460894605394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQrSz8YQFI/AAAAAAAAANE/p_qXFPQSrdc/s320/P5040116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our Bei Ying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333435465470622034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQrTE_YuVI/AAAAAAAAANM/cRRebGtXm38/s320/P5040130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Three of us AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333435470238945522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQrTWwPkPI/AAAAAAAAANU/rH4e72J66RA/s320/P5040133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Olivia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333435471874412978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQrTc2K0bI/AAAAAAAAANc/n9cu-SJPsuQ/s320/P5040131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SueMayne sleeping in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Got a lot pic ryt? Still got somemore...not yet get...haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7571918627595935212-857492884857039448?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/857492884857039448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=857492884857039448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/857492884857039448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/857492884857039448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/05/picture.html' title='Picture'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SgQsZiFujiI/AAAAAAAAANk/I4FwKWvdDCA/s72-c/P5040003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5313440619980620086</id><published>2009-04-30T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T04:14:00.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Hands...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today from 10.10, me, MinYi and SueMayne stay in the koop until 1 something with two other junior, Inez and Chiew Min.&lt;/span&gt; We stay there because we don't want to sit in the hall and hear the Datin talk crap. So, we stay in the koop and hear from inside. We have fun staying inside. Drinking water, eating and talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then MinYi say why don't we photostat our face. I say don't want...face very dangerous. Then, she say hand...so this is the picture..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330437055885819314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SfmEQq2nPbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CYDJ_2wKTaw/s320/img005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MinYi has ruin the picture by signing her name with JJ and Junki's name on it. Me and SueMayne put our own name. Only she put her idol name. Haiz....SueMayne is a bit of angry when she say MinYi write JJ and Junki's name on it. Actually at the end, left of SueMayne's hand a word say 'FRENS FOREVER'. But cannot see. Then, me, and MinYi did another one. This wan SueMayne don't want to do and it's a bit cacat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330439284543369842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SfmGSZP-snI/AAAAAAAAAKM/WqgAL53-ooM/s320/img006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kind of cacat ryt..nvm la..also quite nice. The left one is mine and the right wan is MinYi's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday, I surf the net and I found YaLun and GuiGui's picture so nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330440581987499986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SfmHd6mw_9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/cAPSnGpVhr4/s320/guilun.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Looks so nice ryt...wah...YaLun-shuai and GuiGui so beautiful. Both of them together so good..Haha...suddenly I so crazy adi. Different side of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-5313440619980620086?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5313440619980620086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5313440619980620086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5313440619980620086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5313440619980620086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-hands.html' title='3 Hands...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SfmEQq2nPbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CYDJ_2wKTaw/s72-c/img005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3157687323561483056</id><published>2009-04-24T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:16:53.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior's Signature.</title><content type='html'>This week, I need to take all my Form 5 senior's signature. Got 11 ppl in 2 weeks time. I try lo but I never take on monday and tuesday because is exam day. On Wednesday, I thought wan to take Senior Jen Ai wan, but she say go kelas tambahan first, next day only find her. So Wednesday, never take any signature. But got ask Senior CSC, she ask me and MinYi to write sentence with 10 Fahrenheit songs in it. For your information, she like Fahrenheit and Wu chun la. So all ppl go ask her also sure got kaitan with fahrenheit. On thursday morning, get her signature then go ask Senior Saabrinaa, she ask to sell 10 tin and 3 gatorade. Haiz...gatorade very hard to sell wan. Thn, senior JoYee, she ask to find 10 things in KOOP that cost RM15. Next morning, go take senior Saabrinaa's signature and JoYee but....senior JoYee at first wanted to sign wan, suddenly she give back me and ask to sell all the 10 things than only can get her signature. Dissapointed. Go find senior LingLing, she ask me to download songs for her. But she only ask MinYi a few question only than sign adi. So easy. Senior PekKee ask MinYi to think 10 interesting games. For me, she ask me go sing song the Senior ManYi. I was so shock. She somemore ask me to sing JayChou's song. I not so good at singing somemore. Thn, I go there and ask her what to do first. She ask me to find 10 thing that cost RM11.70. Thn, I say senior PekKee ask me to sing song to you. She look at PekKee and then, she say sing la. She wanted to close book and look at me. But i say, nvm senior just continue to read books and don care about me. Than, she say ok. When, I finish singing. She say ok go get that senior's signature. I go Senior PekKee signature that time, she say why so fast wan. Cheh, not nice to play also. Than, sign for me adi. Haha..So embarasing. Than, Senior SuZanne, she ask me to seel 10 water and senaraikan 50 thing that got sale in KOOP. Haiz...still got 3 more senior to go...I always can't find senior  JenAi. Don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-3157687323561483056?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/3157687323561483056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=3157687323561483056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3157687323561483056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3157687323561483056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/04/seniors-signature.html' title='Senior&apos;s Signature.'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-87611262143010363</id><published>2009-04-21T05:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T05:38:26.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;About Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se29qk07OMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/jqgpZcuOThQ/s1600-h/DSC00918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327122473386981570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se29qk07OMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/jqgpZcuOThQ/s320/DSC00918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and My Mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se29MpkK1WI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2O7Bn5dDJHg/s1600-h/DSC00917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327121959262803298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 2px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se29MpkK1WI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2O7Bn5dDJHg/s320/DSC00917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327121961470667938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se29MxykLKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uvkUUU9d51E/s320/DSC00889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Shoes of Mine that had Lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Presents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se28wAPdMQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Yqp6Gy6N00Y/s1600-h/DSC00937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327121467133735170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se28wAPdMQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Yqp6Gy6N00Y/s320/DSC00937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Present From Wei-Yen..Cute Ryt?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se28v5GOSJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/40VzTCcl4JU/s1600-h/DSC00928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327121465215961234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se28v5GOSJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/40VzTCcl4JU/s320/DSC00928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Pair of Earring from MinYi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My Table :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se27mgWEsXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wlhmVdhuNGE/s1600-h/DSC00938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327120204441104754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se27mgWEsXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wlhmVdhuNGE/s320/DSC00938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Whole Set Of Rack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se27mUZrwgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/trwUMVW2M_o/s1600-h/DSC00935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327120201235022338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se27mUZrwgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/trwUMVW2M_o/s320/DSC00935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Bro's Collection #1 : Zhang Fei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327120196798810578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se27mD4AidI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Me-sgIJDeSA/s320/DSC00932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collection #2 : Liu Bei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327120191614280034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se27lwj64WI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uSeDfRyJYhU/s320/DSC00931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Collection #3 : Guan Yu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se27l8Ugr3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/WA8yIjhqEE0/s1600-h/DSC00930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327120194770874226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se27l8Ugr3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/WA8yIjhqEE0/s320/DSC00930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Whole Set Of Collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7571918627595935212-87611262143010363?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/87611262143010363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=87611262143010363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/87611262143010363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/87611262143010363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/04/pics.html' title='Pics...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/Se29qk07OMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/jqgpZcuOThQ/s72-c/DSC00918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-6988184480372945135</id><published>2009-04-17T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:38:01.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>A husband and wife have love each other for 30 years. They have a daughter that live in America and came back once every 3 years. Everyday, they went through a happy and free live. They went to climb mountain, walk around their beautiful garden, water their plants and talk about their old times together.&lt;br /&gt;One day, husband woke up in the middle of the night, and thank the god for giving him such a beautiful and good wife to accompany him to go through his life. Suddenly, he has a weird feeling in his hand and to his suprise, he found out that his wife pee in the middle of night. By the next morning, his wife can't woke up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Many relatives and friends went to his wife funeral. Many ppl console him. When all the relative reach the funeral, he went up to tha stage and say, ' Thank you for coming to my beloved wife's funeral. All of you no need to worry about me, I already have my own plan,' He give away all his plants to the relative that came to his wife's funeral. To no one notice, his plan has already begun.&lt;br /&gt;When all the relatives already leave the funeral, he put a cup of water and a pill in front of him on the table.He can't face that he'll be living without his beloved wife with loneliness. When he want to put the pill in his mouth, suddenly, his phone rang. Is her daughter from America. He picked up the phone, 'Dad, I coming back from America now. I'm at the airport. Dad, I love you!,'&lt;br /&gt;He can't control his feeling anymore. He cry out. On that moment, he realize that he just want to be felt being love and the feeling of loving ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we just need to make a simple call to our parents and say ' I Love You,' Is already enough, eventhough we're not beside them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-6988184480372945135?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/6988184480372945135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=6988184480372945135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/6988184480372945135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/6988184480372945135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/04/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3001662350952723728</id><published>2009-04-14T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:44:45.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Blog!</title><content type='html'>From today on, my blog will be a happy blog. I only will blog about my happy memories. No more 'mo liu yan' in my blog. I only will blog about my bittersweet memories. What I think that's a happy memory. Start from now on, I'll always be happy even though I cry. No more stupid or sad things in this blog. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-3001662350952723728?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/3001662350952723728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=3001662350952723728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3001662350952723728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3001662350952723728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-blog.html' title='Happy Blog!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7633735265656988083</id><published>2009-04-12T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:14:24.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Present.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just continue from the post at 19 March. One week later, MinYi and Wei-Yen also got give me present. Wei-Yen gave me a teddy bear coin box. Very cute wan. She say brought back from Singapore. Thank You! MinYi gave me a pair of earring. Is heart shape wan. Very nice also. Thank You! The picture I post next time to let you all see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-7633735265656988083?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7633735265656988083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7633735265656988083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7633735265656988083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7633735265656988083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/04/present.html' title='Present.'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5756563448921164435</id><published>2009-04-11T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:22:46.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Up Adi Lo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Grow up does not mean about my height or whatever. Is my action and feeling. Now, I only want my result to get good grades. I feel like I grow up adi leh. Now, I won't a little bit than cry or get angry. My mum counseling really works (long time ago la) . Haha! My mum say from now on, don't mind about friend matters, just focus on study. Without academic, we can't go futher. We must study good so that our future is as bright as the sun. So, now I must study hard adi. Intervensi coming and folio need to pass up. Now intervensi, I target Math, BM, Science and KH must get A. I hope la. Must try, never get also nvm at least I got work for it. Of course I hope other subject also get la. But Geo is too hard for me. But I'll still try my best to get all A's. Pray for me! Haha! Now, academic are really too important to me. I think if I never work for it, than the result is bad, I'll cry out. I wish all my friends will get all A's in all the subject. Suddenly feel so grow up!! Hahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-5756563448921164435?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5756563448921164435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5756563448921164435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5756563448921164435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5756563448921164435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/04/grow-up-adi-lo.html' title='Grow Up Adi Lo.'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3101484922340634373</id><published>2009-04-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T06:23:31.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm very busy this week. On Wednesaday, I have three test : Seni, Moral and History. On Tuesday night, I need to study three subjects. But, I lazy so only read through only. The Seni never read also.Haiz. Kelas tambahan on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday after school. Thursday, 5 something in the evening, start to on the computer and do Geography folio. Do until 8 something...FINISH!!!YES!! At last. History on the go. Friday, bad luck, from morning till evening. Morning morning go to school, saw what I don't want to saw. Lining up, Yan Ling knock me at somewhere that's very pain. In class, need to take the chair to give MinYi. What happen, the leg of the chair knock the wall and the chair knock my tummy. So Pain!! BM, never bring buku peribahasa. KH, cut wrong kayu, go home must save it from the disaster. Syelek kayu until the syelek also gone. Gum the kayu until gum wrong side. Haiz!! What happen leh? Back at home, playing computer and then suddenly...no INTERNET! Took out the kayu and see how to save it. The kayu that I gum, came out. ARGGGG!! So exhausted!! Pour the thing inside the kayu come out...to my suprise got paku come out everywhere..then I remember, I got take paku. Go kutip the paku. Put it back properly. The table is a mess. See also tired. Then, INTERNET is back. Thank god!! At least one thing that can make me calm down. What a bad day I'm having.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-3101484922340634373?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/3101484922340634373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=3101484922340634373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3101484922340634373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3101484922340634373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week.'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-1664248608705943843</id><published>2009-03-26T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T01:26:03.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perpustakaan Negara Malaysia..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Today, we went to PNM. MinYi and me brought camera. On the way to PNM, Heizen tell me there got a sensor wan. Anything go through than will beep. Then, I very scare adi. I tell MinYi. She also scare adi. Reach there and line up in front of the door. Very scare until want to go toilet. Then, is time to go in. MinYi say she not scare, so I sasy you go first. Reach the sensor, MinYi slowly walk through the sensor. Nothing happen than I quickly went through it. The woman say no need to scare, just walk. All of us laugh at MinYi because she really walk very slowly when walk pass it. Walk around the basement and go the science show thingy. Went to the auditorium to listen to a talk. Sat down and realize the topic is 'Bioteknologi dari Segi Islam'. I think something like that. All of us say is islam what for chinese go. Got 2 other school but all also malay. Only our school got chinese and indian. The talk finish, everybody want to stand up and walk away. Ms. Wong don't allowed and ask us to sit down. We sat, and she go row by row and ask us to go. We so mad at her because she thought we are prisoner. Went to basement and KokXinYi and Bernice play a board game. DOn't know what is it. Line up and go to eat. The Miss WOng shout here shout there. Sat down and she say....Take how much then must eat finish. Cannot bazir makanan. Vegetable also must finish. SueMayne say we are like prisoner only. Haiz...Went back to school also the same. Must line up. So no mood. When want to go back, rain heavily. Haiz....what happen leh today...First, MinYi say she stayback than cancel adi. She ask me to wait for her. She never bring umbrella. So I said she cover me until reach my car and then she take the umbrella. On the way, we keep on shouting because a lot of water and my shoes are all wet. Reach car and she took the umbrella away. Reach  home and eat chicken rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;~*~My LiFe mY sTyLe~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-1664248608705943843?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/1664248608705943843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=1664248608705943843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1664248608705943843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1664248608705943843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/03/perpustakaan-negara-malaysia.html' title='Perpustakaan Negara Malaysia..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5794757666739308431</id><published>2009-03-19T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:11:44.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 March 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, yesterday is my birthday. On 17 March midnight Yan Ling is the first one to wish me and then is Azreena, because my credit expire adi so I didn't reply until the next morning. Morning wake up at 8 something. Then, on my phone and another message came. Is Rose wishing me hapy birthday. Already got 3 ppl wish me, so I need to reload my money and say thank you back. After that, is Michelle, Elena, Heng Huei, Yeh Yee, MinYi and Vivien. I thanks all of them. Because of Nicole never go to work, so at 12.30 we continue watching the Japanese movie. It rocks man. It's call "20 Century Boy". And then watch another movie, forgot what name. And then, do my hmwk. At about 4 o'clock. Nicole come down and I ask her wan to play cards. Then, Me, Nicole and my third brother play together until 5 something. Bath and go to KLCC. Reach there at about 6 something. Walk around and go to 'Little Penang'. Ah Tze also got go. Wait for my brother and eat. Then, my second brother and Ah Tze give me a present. Yeah...got present. Others all give on 17 March except for my third brother. NVM. Went to Secret Recipe after that. I ate ice-cream and a piece of cake After that my first brother give me a pack of Famous Amos cookies. My third brother buy a pack of jelly and give me. Then, MinYi call me and wish me. So noisy, her cousin brother wish me happy birthday even though he don't know me. After that we went back home and took out all my present to take a picture. Some picture are quite blur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897181325621714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJO066jedI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SjSHNTYQgF8/s320/P3180062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Present I get for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJQSs58XHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zrS2xmSXrZE/s1600-h/P3180083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314898792472665202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJQSs58XHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zrS2xmSXrZE/s320/P3180083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 books in one from My Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJQSaSM0CI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MOSmx5ybH1E/s1600-h/P3180081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314898787474133026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJQSaSM0CI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MOSmx5ybH1E/s320/P3180081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Packet of cookies from Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897185786463858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJO1LiGhnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dSiaC1f_Jd0/s320/P3180076.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A Jacket from Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897184971140946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJO1Iftr1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/j-7ILpZCaGM/s320/P3180074.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A purse and a ring from Ah Wei and Ah Tze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897189090690754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJO1X15BsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/eDaGpPqNeyw/s320/P3180080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A packet of jelly from Ah Han&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314900236457853474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJRmwK1wiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Rvg_fadwnU4/s320/P3160009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A watch from Yan, Hei, Vivien, Elena, Dhuha and Michelle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That night, Wei-Yen and my cousin sister, Michelle. Wish me. Watch Slumdog Millionaire and sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-5794757666739308431?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5794757666739308431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5794757666739308431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5794757666739308431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5794757666739308431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/03/18-march-2009.html' title='18 March 2009...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/ScJO066jedI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SjSHNTYQgF8/s72-c/P3180062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-816312371819727357</id><published>2009-02-27T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:32:49.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 February 2009..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today, got 2 person come to our school to show us how to do yoga. We just keep on laughing. After that, Bendahara have ujian tara. We went to do lontar peluru. Many ppl pass but some ppl just throw only. Also never try to het marks. They scare dirty because the peluru always land on the water. Then is Form 3 turn, Yan Ling pass, Xi Lin pass than is me. I so scare but I must pass because Bendahara now is number 3. Must get more marks. Then, I throw the peluru, I look at teacher to see which flag she give. I saw green, green means I pass. I so happy. Then, went back to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rehat time, take my food and went to canteen. Go to koop and see got what to eat. Bought nasi lemak bacause every day nasi lemak sure got many ppl buy wan. While eating, I put my tupperware in front of me and eat the nasi lemak. Suddenly, I saw got leg cross my tupperware. I faster look up and saw 'her'. I so geram. Never study moral wan, food is use to eat not use to cross. Then, YanLing help me take tupperware and put beside me. I say  is it 'her'. YanLing say yes. I very geram. Thn, YanLing say just scold her la, cross ppl's food. I say just now I not sure is her. If she do again, I'll scold her. After that, when she walk back. She use the way behind Heizen. I thought for a while "Is it my tupperware there so you sengaja cross now the tupperware beside me you don't want to cross." Back to the class, I tell MinYi to take care of her friend. Hate me also don't cross the tupperware. That time, I very angry adi. Then, she say she dunno because she didin't see anything. I say I don't care la you know or not. Just take care of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After that, KH time. I let teacher see my lakaran. Teacher changed my lakaran a bit and give me a piece of MDF bod. So, I went back and sit. Suddenly the bell rang, I and YanLing thought is the changing time, so don't care about it. Suddenly, we saw everybody running out. Then, teacher say kebakaran. YanLing and me quickly go out and wear our shoes. We running in slow motion to the field. On the way, we keep on saying kebakaran in many language. Reach the field, teacher check whether we are there or not. Suddenly Megan not there. Then, I say she caught fire adi. Faster help her. Just play play la. Then, we went to line up in front of MinYi. She like a aunty. Take a handkerchief and put on the head. Sue Mayne keep on play with the field because when you step harder on the field water will come out. Suddenly, my leg got water. I see, is mud. MinYi do wan. Both of my leg also got. I keep on pukul her. She keep on say sorry. Then, SueMayne give me tissue to wipe it off. Then, is time to go back class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-816312371819727357?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/816312371819727357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=816312371819727357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/816312371819727357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/816312371819727357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/02/27-february-2009.html' title='27 February 2009..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5759591999876337623</id><published>2009-02-14T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:51:59.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Down Down Down!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today my mood very down at the last period. Wei-Yen come and tell me that J never friend MinYi adi. I ask how she know. She say she ask 'her' why 'she' not close with MinYi adi. She say is my fault. I always stick with MinYi, that's why 'she' and MinYi not good adi. I feel like scolding her. What do I do? MinYi and I just sit together when perhimpunan and sometime stayback for koop meeting only got together. Other time also I try my best to be not so close with her so that she and 'her' won't fight again and cry. But now I realize, I do this also no use. She'll still think I snatch MinYi away. No matter what happen, 'she'll' still blame on me. After that, Wei-yen ask me not to say anything. So, I tahan and go back to sit. I try not to do anything but later I say MinYi like wan to cry adi. I thought wanna go there and talk funny things to act like I don't know anything but too bad. MinYi did not 'choi' me. She very the cool. To my suprise, she took out her handkerchief and put at her eyes. I quickly go away. When I sit at my place. I really want to cry adi, why always also my fault. What I do? I cannot have friends. Is it a wrong things to do to have friend. Thn, suddenly my heart have a feeling. A feeling of hatred. I scold myself " Why so stupid? Why should I go to talk to MinYi? Why I have this kind of friend?" Then I scold 'her' this is to 'her', "Why you like to make ppl's life miserable? Now, you and minyi very good adi ryt? why some more you wan 'tak de pasal cari pasal'? I also try when u around stay away from minyi ryt? why some more wan to blame on me? what I do?I HATE YOU FOR WHATEVER REASON!!!!!! U blame everything on me!! What did I do? Can you just plz shut up? You think I love to see your face ar...I also don't like. I also hate but I give face MinYI. I don't say anything about you. But why, you still force me to do that. My feeling adi ok than you come again. You make me wan to scold bad words. But you're lucky, I won't do that. So from now on, I'll just keep my mouth shut and I tahan you., but if I can't tahan means bye-bye. I gonna blurt out everything and ask MinYi to be my listener. So MinYI be ready."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, after come home, I know 'she' sure got write at 'her' blog wan, so I go to read it. 'She' say 'she' wan to slap me in my face ryt...say everything my fault ryt..ok i tahan but 'SHE' SAY MINYI AND 'HER' FRIENDSHIP IS I END WAN!!!!. I can't tahan!!! PLZ JUST SHUT UP??? I where got end 'her' and minyi friendship. I where got. Just that. I got a bit friend with MinYi than 'she' say I end their friendship. What kind of theory is that? WHY???WHY??? WHY 'YOU' WANT TO MAKE MY LIFE MISERABLE? I ADI TAHAN YOU ADI, NOW YOU WAN TO LIGHT MY FIRE UP BACK!!! I HATE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think now, MinYi sure hate me adi. Because 'she' say is my fault the 'she' and MinYi not good. Just now, MinYi also never choi me adi. SueMayne also look at me at some kind of look. She wan to make the whole class not friend me is it. MinYi not friend me, SueMayne not friend me others also not friend me is it. She wan like is it. She wan me to be alone is it. Now, I wan to say to anyone also cannot. My mum, she don wan to hear. My dad and my bro don know anything. Wei-yen, after 'she' say I snatch wei-yen pula. MinYi, never 'choi' me. Now, who can I tell my feeling to anyone . Cry also must lock in the room only cry. Cannot let my family know. No one talk with me my feeling. I sad also alone, cry also alone. 'YOU' MADE IT. MINYI NEVER FRIEND ME ADI. 'YOU' MADE IT. HAPPY NOW. OR 'YOU' STILL WAN TO SEE ME CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-5759591999876337623?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5759591999876337623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5759591999876337623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5759591999876337623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5759591999876337623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/02/down-down-down-down.html' title='Down Down Down Down!!!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3196980348122647143</id><published>2009-01-17T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T08:21:46.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pi Li MIT aka The Clue Collector</title><content type='html'>Guys, there's a movie name 'Pi Li MIT or The Clue Collector' is really good. Is about mystery happening in the school and Pi Li MIT are solving the mystery one by one. First few episodes may be boring because is introducing one per one of the character. But, when you start to watch it, you'll love it. How they solve the mystery is really cool and smart. Maths and logic. You can see the 007 is a super duper smart person. A really long math question can solve in his mind. All the plus, minus or square root thing. So guys, I recommend all of you to watch it when you are free. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-3196980348122647143?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/3196980348122647143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=3196980348122647143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3196980348122647143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3196980348122647143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/01/pi-li-mit-aka-clue-collector.html' title='Pi Li MIT aka The Clue Collector'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-8161094486505142895</id><published>2009-01-01T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:15:25.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Form 3...</title><content type='html'>Today I sms MinYi and congratulate her for getting in 3 Maju. Then, she tell me, I also get to go. I don't believe because this time exam. My result very bad. But she tell me real wan. The result come out adi. For one moment, I stunt adi. 3 Maju man...all the braniac inside that class. Go to that class means very stress and need to study more. Actually I got a bit sad if I really get to go 3 Maju (if), I really very berat hati to separate from my classmates. One good thing is I no need to see HER anymore. HAHAHAHAHAHA..Bad thing is I don't know whether I still can same class with Wei-Yen, Navinder and Yeh Yee or not. They all are really great. Always make jokes making ppl laugh like mad. Hearing ppl's thought. Share with each other about their happiness or sadness. Is really great having them as classmate. Fooling around with Pn. Teoh and Cik Madihah. Is good also if can go Maju because my primary friends are there but separate 2 years adi suddenly like no topics to talk adi. Not so close adi, that's the problem. Haiz, I don't know la. Also not so sure I can go 3 Maju or not. Just say first only, also not sure yet. Maybe MinYi lie to me leh. Hard to say. But I don't mind la. go 3 Maju or Usaha, both also got my close friend like Maju got YanLing and all and Usaha got Wei-Yen and all. So whatever la. Go which class I also don't mind la. Just see the result first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;br /&gt;(1-1-2009, 10:13 p.m)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-8161094486505142895?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/8161094486505142895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=8161094486505142895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8161094486505142895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8161094486505142895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2009/01/form-3.html' title='Form 3...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-1999152010572281611</id><published>2008-12-30T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:06:43.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~Happy New Year~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Happy New Year Everyone!!! It's 2009. Say bye-bye to 2008 and Hello to 2009. I wish all of you happy throughout the year of 2009 and get what you wish. Just now I received a sms from Azreena and she ask me to make a New Year Resolution. But, I do not know what a New Year Resolution is (so stupid ryt). So, I think is maybe a wish for the year 2009 (I think) but nvm. Since I do not know what a resolution is, so I'll just list out what I wish to happen in the year of 2009 :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~*~ Study Harder and Get Good Results...&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Always Happy And Healthy...&lt;br /&gt;~*~ My Family Will Be Happy And Healthy&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Hope All My Friend Also Will Be Happy and Healthy&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Get a New Earphone...&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Get A Pair of Everlast Shoe...&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Get a 2GB RAM For My Laptop...&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Listen To More Good Songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all. So many wish. But I really hope all the ppl around me will happy always and also healthy. I wish all of you Happy New Year and may all your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-1999152010572281611?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/1999152010572281611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=1999152010572281611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1999152010572281611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1999152010572281611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='~*~Happy New Year~*~'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-8519550651224271063</id><published>2008-12-29T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:13:16.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day...</title><content type='html'>This year my family and I went to Genting Highland to celebrate. We reach there around 3 p.m. Find parking for half and hour. So many ppl. Then, go walk around. My bro and his gf separate from us because they want to go shopping. First, both of my brother and my father went in to the casino. My 3rd bro get kick out from the casino because he's just 18 years old. My mother and I laugh at him. Then, my mother say she want to go in and ask my 3rd brother to look after me. Then, all of them walk out and say my 2nd brother's card ciplak wan, cannot play. So, we went to the outdoor theme park to look around. Before go into the theme park entrance, there got some shops to walk around. Then me, my 2nd bro and 3rd bro play the flying coaster. Damn scary. RM12 per ride. When, the thing fly down. OMG. I shout like hell. My brother don't feel scare at all, so they tease me when I shout. When I get down from the flying thing, I was so dizzy that I cannot see the stairs. My bro carry me down. My face was red and got tears come out from my eye. After that, we go shop around. Then, we went in to the bowling centre. Both of my bro play. I didn't because I don't know how to play. I watch them play. Both of them are so lame. The first time only knock down 2 only. After that, my dad say wan to play. He almost slip and knock down 1 only. We laugh until stomach pain. I try to hold the ball. It's not so heavy as it looks. Got size wan. Me of course like usual. Take the XS wan.I got take M wan also but not so heavy. I also can take. Then, we go to the Karaoke place. We did not sing...too expensive. My father go into the box and took the mic. He thought can sing because the screen is on. Then we say cannot, must pay only can sing. Then we walk to the hotel and yam cha. On the way, we saw the outdoor theme park's solero I think. The thing that shoot up and come down slowly wan. We say the speed has reduce. My bro say last time very fast shoot up wan because last time got a girl's hair stuck at the top so they reduce the speed. We go to the hotel. My father and brother want to went into the casino again while we walk around. Then they come out and say, don't want to play just wan to see. After that, we went to McDonald and yam cha. Then, I call my bro and his gf to go back. That time is about 5 something. That day Genting not so cold, normal only but very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-8519550651224271063?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/8519550651224271063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=8519550651224271063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8519550651224271063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8519550651224271063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-30198062459384086</id><published>2008-11-27T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:58:46.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday..</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up at 11 a.m. So late. Woke up watch t.v and surf internet. Log in to facebook and found that Rose online. So chat with her until 1.30 p.m. Suddenly, she offline. She offline a few times. She say her laptop suddenly off. So, nvm. I also went offline and go to bath. The whole day, I just surf internet, listen to songs and watch t.v. Wan to do my holiday alert but today very lazy so tomorow I must do more. Yesterday, I saw the advertisment for the movie 'Bolt'. Looks like very funny. Today, is the first day 'Twilight' on screen. Don't know when I can watch it. If I can't watch it means maybe I'll buy the book and read. My mum say the movie not nice but I wanted to watch it. Whatever la, maybe got ciplak wan thn I buy and watch also can. Now raining, thought want to go pasar malam. Unfortunately, it rains heavily. Must see when the rain stop only can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-30198062459384086?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/30198062459384086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=30198062459384086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/30198062459384086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/30198062459384086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday_27.html' title='Holiday..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-1058507204386588882</id><published>2008-11-24T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:59:41.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday...</title><content type='html'>Since holiday start, I never even touch a book. So lazy ryt? But I gonna start doing the holiday alert soon. Holiday nothing to do. Want to watch 'Quarantined' but is 18+ so I can't go. So now waiting for the movie Twilight. My friend say is actually a book but they make it a movie. She say the story very nice. So maybe if my mum want to watch it. I'll watch it. Holiday never go anywhere like usual. Just go shopping that's all. Sometimes watch movie at home. Oh ya, gonna December means Rose's birthday coming up and Christmas. Haiz, nothing to blog. bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-1058507204386588882?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/1058507204386588882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=1058507204386588882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1058507204386588882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1058507204386588882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday.html' title='Holiday...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-8104181048618900839</id><published>2008-11-12T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:51:22.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed a Lot..</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've changed a lot. I feel that when I study in SMKPT, many things changed in different ways. Such as, I'm the only one chinese from SK in my Form 1 class, so I need to improved my mandarin to communicate with them. My hair style, my language and many many things changed a lot. Last time, I don't like the taiwanese actor or actress. I don't like when my friend start to talk this guy handsome or that guy handsome. I think it is very annoying. But now, I admit there are some taiwan actor are very handsome (stupid ryt?). Such as Aaron Yan Ya Lun, Jiro Wang Dong Zheng and Wang Zi. But I never like my friend always say they handsome because I still think it is annoying. From I like to watch english movie becomes like to watch Taiwan movie such Brown Sugar Macchiato and Pi Li MIT. From like to hear english song become like to hear mandarin song. Haiz..I've changed a lot. My hairstyle, from even length become layer. From layer become short hair and even have fringed. Last time, I never thought of what hairstyle I want. As long as is not to bad and is ok to me. But now, I wish I could cut short hair because now a lot of short hairstyles are really cool and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRu_rWav5RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ne11NJqXjYA/s1600-h/jirowang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268013579967597202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRu-cJnnCpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vAxF2kPllDk/s320/thumbnailCAWAAM40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron Yan Ya Lun..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268014940612977938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRu_rWav5RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ne11NJqXjYA/s320/jirowang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jiro Wang Dong Zheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRu_Z8ewmXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cldjvxe6tDA/s1600-h/60dd451aab1b70_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268014641592703346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRu_Z8ewmXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cldjvxe6tDA/s320/60dd451aab1b70_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wang Zi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; I changed a lot ryt????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7571918627595935212-8104181048618900839?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/8104181048618900839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=8104181048618900839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8104181048618900839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8104181048618900839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/11/changed-lot.html' title='Changed a Lot..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRu-cJnnCpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vAxF2kPllDk/s72-c/thumbnailCAWAAM40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7568475914892335331</id><published>2008-11-10T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:48:29.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, 10/11 : Jamuan 2 Usaha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, is our class party. Before that, there are 'Student of the Month' prize award. Pn Fong came to school today because How Sook Peng get the award and she must go up on the stage so that she can give the certificate to How Sook Peng. When 8 a.m, the ceremony end and we are allowed to go to our class and prepare for the party. We are eating Kenny Rogers so we must wait until 11 something. The schedule is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266959100079006706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRf_ZV64Y_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/H0NH5wTihrM/s320/PB100036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decorate the class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.50 a.m:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wei-yen and I went to bilik guru and help Cik Madihah to stapler the Seni test paper. We stapler 2Maju's, 2 Usaha's and 2 Amanah's. Then, teacher say she want to go to buy Big Apple, McD and KFC in JJ. So we say we want to follow. At first teacher say no because the car is full and then we beg teacher. Thn teacher say ok. We follow with two othe ppl from 2 Harapan and Pn. Azlina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.20 a.m:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to office to get permission but the don't know which teacher babble at there so until about 9.35 only we are allowed to go out. In the car, Cik Madihah told Wei-yen and i that both of us is actually illegal means teacher only get permission for two student that is from 2 Harapan wan. 1st stop we went to McD beside the Tawakal Hosp wan. We wait for Mei Yee and Lai Yan aka 2Harapan's girl to collect their food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.40 a.m:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lai Yan come out and tell teacher that how about we go to JJ first because still need to wait 10 minutes. Thn, teacher say nvm la just wait for 10 minutes only. So we wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.50 a.m&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At last, the order is up so we get down and help them to carry. Then, off we go to JJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.55 a.m:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mei Yee's phone rang thn she picked it up. Suddenly she tell us that, the McD ppl call and say they still have 12 ringgit not yet pay. It means that we must go back and pay. Wei-yen say why don't we pay the 12 ringgit at the JJ's McD. So Wei-yen call the ppl and ask. The ppl say no. So, done. On the way back, we need to stop by there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About 10 a.m:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reach JJ. Straight to KFC because Pn. Azlina want to buy for her class. Thn both of us and Cik Madihah go take money from the ATM. Teacher took 200 ringgit. She took the card and I took the money from the machine. Teacher say I very pandai card never take only take the money. &lt;strong&gt;10.05 a.m:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Buy Big Apple donut and other stuff thn went back. We never stop by the McD to pay because teacher say she pay after school for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 something :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reach school and took the Big Apple go inside. Put at the centre. Other class member just know how to say that we very late. They very hungry. They don't know how many things we need to buy. Then Kenny Rogers is here. The box has our name on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266959110487799666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRf_Z8sh93I/AAAAAAAAAE4/l6R5bGyAc0Q/s320/PB100044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Big Apple. Bought 3 dozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266959115287378418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRf_aOk1ufI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dSfFEf7vpjc/s320/PB100048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Box with my name on it. JuEe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266959110174973682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRf_Z7h8nvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zuzlN3KNfxI/s320/PB100047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Inside the box.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About 12 something:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Start to clean up the mess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266960868621715522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRgBASQUiEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hzzmdpfK-VY/s320/PB100057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good Yeh Yee. Clean 1st.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Take to box to throw. Yeh Yee, Navin, Wei-Yen and me take it and throw at the big dustbin. We never go near because very smelly. we just campak inside. Navin throw everithing and what happen nxt is some sauce spilt on her skirt. She went to wash it. We stand beside and laught at her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266962066343913938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRgCGAHi6dI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bFNyjeSywCw/s320/PB100076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Navin crying and Yeh Yee is teasing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266962075454287586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRgCGiDoLuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-1upx6L4eN4/s320/PB100077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Close up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-7568475914892335331?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7568475914892335331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7568475914892335331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7568475914892335331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7568475914892335331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday-1011-jamuan-2-usaha.html' title='Monday, 10/11 : Jamuan 2 Usaha...'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SRf_ZV64Y_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/H0NH5wTihrM/s72-c/PB100036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-7932996828567256283</id><published>2008-10-31T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T05:21:24.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM 3 :Senior Year..</title><content type='html'>On Monday, my mother and I went to KLCC's TGV and watch HSM3. The movie is s nice and interesting. Is more funnier. I think is better than HSM2. The song is so cool. I like Right Here Right Now, Can I have this dance?, I Just wanna be with you, A night to remember and The Boys are Back. Th other's is ok. Go check it out. Is really cool and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c1891a59304e0e55" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc1891a59304e0e55%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330073621%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D63D52D7686843A52C570D503AB15AC0A65D4E7B1.4421C0AF4B57075209EF2344A2BD87116DC2BAAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1891a59304e0e55%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz6NoI0n3mg0_qEKy2EPPvyN89pU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc1891a59304e0e55%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330073621%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D63D52D7686843A52C570D503AB15AC0A65D4E7B1.4421C0AF4B57075209EF2344A2BD87116DC2BAAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1891a59304e0e55%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz6NoI0n3mg0_qEKy2EPPvyN89pU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take my hand, take a breath &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pull me close, and take one step &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep your eyes locked on mine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; And let the music be your guide &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Troy and Gabriella) Now won't you promise me (Won't you promise me) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That you'll never forget (That we'll keep dancing) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To keep dancing (To keep dancing) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where ever we go next (Troy and Gabriella) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like catching lightening The chances of of finding, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;someone like you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's one in a million &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The chances of feeling the way we do &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And with every step together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We just keep on getting better &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?) Can I have this dance? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Gabriella) Ooooooh! No mountains to high enough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; (Troy and Gabriella) No oceans to wide Cuz together or not, Our dance wont stop &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let it rain, let it pour &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What we have is worth fighting for &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know I believe, that we were meant to beeeee &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Gabriella) Yeeeaaaaahhhh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Troy and Gabriella) It's like catching lightening The chances of of finding, someone like you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Oooh like you) It's one in a million The chances of feeling the way we do (The way we do) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And with every step together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We just keep on getting better &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?) Can I have this dance &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can I have this dance? (This dance) Can I have this dance?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-7932996828567256283?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c1891a59304e0e55&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/7932996828567256283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=7932996828567256283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7932996828567256283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/7932996828567256283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/10/hsm-3-senior-year.html' title='HSM 3 :Senior Year..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-8387301638028463983</id><published>2008-10-23T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:28:01.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!!</title><content type='html'>01] Name: Chong Ju Ee&lt;br /&gt;02] Nickname: JuEe, Jie, Jiey, Chu Yi&lt;br /&gt;03] Married: Nope [ still a student]&lt;br /&gt;04] Zodiac Sign: Pieces&lt;br /&gt;05] Gender: Female&lt;br /&gt;06] Age: 14 (08)&lt;br /&gt;07] High School: SMK Puteri Titiwangsa&lt;br /&gt;08] College: None&lt;br /&gt;09] Height:149cm (so short)&lt;br /&gt;10] Weight: 39kg (so fat)&lt;br /&gt;11] Do you like yourself: No, I love myself.&lt;br /&gt;12] Piercings: Yup&lt;br /&gt;13] Right or left: Both&lt;br /&gt;14] Are you a freak : Sumtimes..maybe&lt;br /&gt;15] Hair: Black colour n brown a lil bit&lt;br /&gt;16] Skin: yellow-ish! I think..&lt;br /&gt;17] Allergic: None&lt;br /&gt;18] What are you doing now: typing,sitting, listening to music, watching&lt;br /&gt;19] What will you do 1 hour later: watch tv...ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;20] What will you do 10 years later: Chasing my dream&lt;br /&gt;21] Live with : Now=&gt; family of coz!&lt;br /&gt;22] Siblings(including you): 4&lt;br /&gt;23] Eldest: Adrian&lt;br /&gt;24] Youngest: Me&lt;br /&gt;25] Love/hate your family: Love&lt;br /&gt;26] You found your another half: Nope&lt;br /&gt;27] If yes, who is he/she: unknown&lt;br /&gt;28] If no, who you want he/she to be: Someone who know how to make me happy..&lt;br /&gt;29] Time(s) you in relationship: Currently..no&lt;br /&gt;30] Ever woo boy/girl(0-100000): 0&lt;br /&gt;31] Anyone woo you before(0-100000): 0&lt;br /&gt;32] Did anything wrong to your other half: Yet to be found.&lt;br /&gt;33] What was/were the wrong you had done: Hmm..*thinking*..&lt;br /&gt;34] Ever argue with your other half: Yet to be found.&lt;br /&gt;35] You with your other half: What??&lt;br /&gt;36] Are you straight/Lesbo: Straight with no doubt&lt;br /&gt;37] Reasons you love your other half: Not sure yet&lt;br /&gt;38] You and your other half in which stage: No idea&lt;br /&gt;39] You woo he/she or he/she woo you: Don't know&lt;br /&gt;40] Ever think of marry he/she: Dnt knw.&lt;br /&gt;41] Your first best friend: Roseanna Ng May Szen&lt;br /&gt;42] Your first enemy: Someone..guess..&lt;br /&gt;43] The friend you love the most: I think Rose in a friend way&lt;br /&gt;44] The enemy you hate the most(1 only): guess...&lt;br /&gt;45] Your most beautiful girl friend: Rose&lt;br /&gt;46] Your most handsome guy friend: No one..I study in a girl school..&lt;br /&gt;47] The kind of girl you hate the most: Action, sensitive&lt;br /&gt;48] The kind of boy you hate the most: Action&lt;br /&gt;49] You fall in love with your close friend before: Nope told ya i'm not a lesbo!&lt;br /&gt;50] Your best friend is your ex-lover: nope of coz..&lt;br /&gt;51] If your friend back stabbed you: I will be very angry and maybe will cry..&lt;br /&gt;52] If your friend betray you: I will be very sad...&lt;br /&gt;53] If your friend woo your lover : Dump him!&lt;br /&gt;54] If your friend fall in love with you: Female--I will tell her I'm not 'L'. Male--See whether I have the same feelings to him or not.&lt;br /&gt;55] If you fall in love with your best friend: I will love her in a friend way..not lover..&lt;br /&gt;56] Are you a good student: Sometimes..haha&lt;br /&gt;57] You always done your homeworks/assignments : Yes n sumtimes no!&lt;br /&gt;58] The teacher/tutor you love the most: ---&lt;br /&gt;59] Always late to school/college: 1 time when I woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;60] Your class: 2 Usaha&lt;br /&gt;61] You love your seniors: No, I like them.&lt;br /&gt;62] Senior who you love the most: No one yet.&lt;br /&gt;63] Your classmates good/bad: Good &amp;amp; bad&lt;br /&gt;64] Excellent result classmate: Lee Yan Ling (not same class now) and Low Yeh Yee.&lt;br /&gt;65] Laziest classmate: Effa but sometimes she very smart la...&lt;br /&gt;66] Smart people : My whole class &amp;amp; some others which I dnt knw&lt;br /&gt;67] Stupid people : None&lt;br /&gt;68] Good looking people: Everywhere in the world&lt;br /&gt;69] Ugly people: In my nightmares&lt;br /&gt;70] Funny people: dont know! ahah :DDD&lt;br /&gt;71] Cute people: U&lt;br /&gt;72] Bad people: Just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;73] Honest people: Are extincting nowadays&lt;br /&gt;74] Acting people: All around the world&lt;br /&gt;75] You are what kind of people: What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;76] Lip or eyes: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;77] Hugs or kisses: both&lt;br /&gt;78] Shorter or taller: Taller&lt;br /&gt;79] Hesitant or spontaneous: Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;80] Nice stomach or nice arms: Nice Me&lt;br /&gt;81] Listener or talker: Listener&lt;br /&gt;82] Romantic or rich: both&lt;br /&gt;83] Good husband or Good Father: I am a girl! ehhee.&lt;br /&gt;84] Age to get marry: 26-28&lt;br /&gt;85] Numbers of kid(s): Below 4&lt;br /&gt;86] Career: Currently a student&lt;br /&gt;87] Salary: Secret!!!&lt;br /&gt;88] Retirement age: 58++&lt;br /&gt;89] Properties value: Still counting&lt;br /&gt;90] Wishes: I will be happy forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;91] Heizen&lt;br /&gt;92] Lemon&lt;br /&gt;93] Moon Moon&lt;br /&gt;94] Roxy&lt;br /&gt;95] ???&lt;br /&gt;96] ???&lt;br /&gt;97] ???&lt;br /&gt;98] ???&lt;br /&gt;99] ???&lt;br /&gt;100] ???&lt;br /&gt;THE END! tq! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-8387301638028463983?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/8387301638028463983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=8387301638028463983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8387301638028463983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8387301638028463983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-9032386797649737526</id><published>2008-10-10T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:34:54.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stock!</title><content type='html'>When science period, Pn. Roziah ask me, MinYi and SueMayne to help her collect stock and replace stock. I go take the koop key while both of them need to help teacher take things. After that, we open koop and wait for the snack to come. We carry them in and put it on the table. Thn, got 1 girl say want to photostat so we help her. Thn, we closed the door, suddenly got ppl come and ask us to help her. So we opened it back and help. Thn, we lock it and another girl come and say wan to buy but we adi padlock the door. Suddenly, I notice the water stock guy come. I recognize him because he very fierce wan. Anyone block him, he will just scold only. Thn, we opened it back and check stock and chop the KOOP chop on the invoice. After that, it's 9.40, my time to rehat because I tugas today. I was so angry because I never go in finish the process skill. I replace the stock and SueMayne help me. After finish waktu bertugas, I faster faster run to library to finish the Science Process Skill. Heizen borrow me her book to copy on. Haha, so bad!! Thn back to class, Pn. Nik never come. We watch the japanese movie. It's very nice. Very mysterious and scary and fishy. But we don't have time to watch finish. I only watch until the 3rd ppl die. Hope next time we  can continue watch the movie. I really want to know who's the murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-9032386797649737526?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/9032386797649737526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=9032386797649737526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9032386797649737526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9032386797649737526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/10/stock.html' title='Stock!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-840458541494438485</id><published>2008-10-10T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:24:02.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-840458541494438485?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/840458541494438485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=840458541494438485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/840458541494438485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/840458541494438485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/10/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5875733660729047042</id><published>2008-10-01T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:46:44.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more hard feelings..</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, Hei tell me that 'she' got blog, ask me go to read it. So I read it, at first I'm quite angry and sad because 'she' say is because of me 'she' and her BFF only fight. Hey, before I very friend with her BFF also they all got fight. 'She' say i got hasut her BFF so that's y her BFF only don friend her. I confess I got hasut a bit but I only say 'she' treat me badly only what. I never try to replace anyone. I'm just me. I want to be who I wan to be not anyone else. Especially 'her', what for I replace her. If she ask me whther or not I wan to replace her, I surely say what for, First, i don't like her attitude on how 'she' treat her friend and me. Second, 'she' is too sensitive. Three, 'she' don't like any of her BFF to mixed with anyone around. What kind of ppl is this. 'She' think 'she' very good until all the ppl wan to replace her.-vommit-. Too 'zi lian' adi. On that day, I really very angry. Thn, I think and think. What for I angry, what she say doesn't matter. I'm ust wasting my time feel angry about her. I told myself to forget about her. So I need to renew myself by deleting everything that have relation with 'her'. I deleted 'her' number, msn and friendster (maybe but probably will). I need to forget about 'her'. About her BFF, I will not be so friend with 'her' BFF. 'HER' BFF will forever not my best friend. She belongs to 'her'. I don't want because of 'her' BFF, I kena backstabbed by anyone. So now, I have no more hard feelings. I feel very happy now without any worries on how ppl think about me. Remember, no matter how ppl thinks about you, it doesn't matter,the most important is how you think about yourself and who you want to be. This will change ppl's mind on how they think about you. Believe in yourself and you'll be happy forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-5875733660729047042?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5875733660729047042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5875733660729047042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5875733660729047042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5875733660729047042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-more-hard-feelings.html' title='No more hard feelings..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-9071237436279265779</id><published>2008-09-16T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:02:46.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Today when moral period, suddenly got 2 senior come in and promote Hari Raya card. They stand in front of me. No one buy -Dissapointed-. Then the senior say actually is should be Form2 and 4 together go sell. I faster take a book and cover my face. Then everyone point at me as if I'm the only one form 2 koop wan. Thn, 2M need to go to viewing room. So I ask MinYi and SueMayne together go help the senior. They were down there. I say let us help you. They say good and say they'll follow us 1 round. We go to bilik guru. We keep on promoting and some teacher but but others all say buy adi. So ok. We went out and the senior say we go to Form 1 while they go back to class. So we go to Form 1. Both of them ask me to promote. I say why me. They say I'm the only one can speak malay nicely. I say shit la. We go Form 1D first because Cik Madihah is teaching inside there. Thn, teacher help us to ask around 5 malays buy. We were so happy. Thn, 1 harapan. No one -dissapointed-.Thn 1A, 2 malays buy. Very happy. 1m and 1u no one. 1j got the lecturer inside so cannot promote. On the way back. saw Miera and Rifhan. Pujuk them to buy. At first they don't want. Thn, they say some nice one and bought it. Thanks Miera and Rifhan!!!!Thn, back to class Shiqin, Geena, Dina and Lyana buy. Wah! We like win lottery like that. Thn, Shiqin say she wan to buy another wan so I and SueMayne go down to Koop 1st. We waited very long MinYi still not yet come down. Sue Mayne go up 1st thn me. That Shiqin is wasting our time. She choose for 15 min and at last say she don't want to buy. So we went back down and count the money. We earn Rm120/-. But we need to leave RM10/-in koop so nxt tugas time they have money to give back. We feel so happy. Then, we give back to Pn. Roziah and say tahniah to us because we able to earn RM110/- through selling the card class to class. She say countinue the good work. HAHA!! So Happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-9071237436279265779?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/9071237436279265779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=9071237436279265779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9071237436279265779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9071237436279265779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/09/hari-raya.html' title='Hari Raya'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5647159116991429660</id><published>2008-09-10T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:59:55.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pn. Lim You Sie (photo and video)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle, I'm sorry. I post the video adi. But I never post at YouTube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SMeIqiiPiHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/drlmCdiPW00/s1600-h/P9090016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244310555502545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SMeIqiiPiHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/drlmCdiPW00/s320/P9090016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michelle Singing.. You Light Up My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SMeIrAx-HuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qcjM5EaYqMk/s1600-h/P9090018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244310563621576418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SMeIrAx-HuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qcjM5EaYqMk/s320/P9090018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still Singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SMeIrY9-nKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/clh1NdNnku8/s1600-h/P9090023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244310570114391202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SMeIrY9-nKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/clh1NdNnku8/s320/P9090023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pn.Lim, Pn.Sabarathi and Dhurha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SMeIrZVQ_9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XyQl8kij38I/s1600-h/P9090043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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Lim You Sie (photo and video)'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SMeIqiiPiHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/drlmCdiPW00/s72-c/P9090016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-8729576174734119877</id><published>2008-09-06T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T02:36:37.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponteng</title><content type='html'>Today, I suppose to go to school but because of my lazyness I never go and my parents just say ok. This morning I went to Genting Klang to yam cha and eat dim sum. When I sit down, I saw my mum waving to someone. So, I look to that direction and I saw Joanne (Roxie's sister). She wave to me and I wave to her. My mum ask where is her parents. She say she come with her friends. Then, my mum just keep on praising her. Say she very beautiful, not like my cousin sis so Lala. Then, say she never change just taller. Then, say again she very beautiful (Roxie, I did not lie, my mum just keep on saying the same thing) say she wear baju very nice. After that, I went back. I watched 'DreamGirls'. Is a nice movie. Then, I went to JJ. I bought a lot of things. 3 clothes and 2 present for Elena and Vivien. 1 something went there and walk until 4.30.While walking, I keep on saying 'Don't let me see any teachers there'.Luckily, no teacher turn up. After that, my mum went into 'Nose' shoe shop. I saw the jie jie again. The jie jie last year teach me play softball wan. Almost same height with me. But, she forget me adi. To my suprise, my brother know her. They talk while my mum try shoes on. Then, my brother come towards me. I tell him, I know her and she play softball wan. He turn to the girl and say u plat softball wan right. The jie jie say how you know. My bro say you got teach my sis b4. Thn, she look at me and think. Suddenly, she say ohhh. She remember adi. Haha. I seen her so many time now only she recognize me. Then, we walk out of that shop. I saw the jiejie beat my bro. My bro tell my mum that she always go to where my bro work (PDI) and curi makan wan. So they know each other. Thn, I saw my father's anak angkat (dikira also la..is a girl). She very close to us wan. She like to walk with us. After a while she left. Thn, my mum saw my uncle. Haha..today I met so many ppl. Joanne, the jiejie, my kakak angkat and my uncle. So, I never go school also nvm la. So malas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-8729576174734119877?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/8729576174734119877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=8729576174734119877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8729576174734119877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8729576174734119877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/09/ponteng.html' title='Ponteng'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-9069912908295135315</id><published>2008-08-29T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T02:53:22.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's KEMBARA MERDEKA!</title><content type='html'>Today, we have out acting inside the tent. I'm the penduduk who don't wan to giv cukai because the belanda adi kutip. Today we act many times. Then, we scared the people out. We pulled the ppl's shoes and skirt and whatever they have. They scared until scream like hell. We laugh until stomach act. Then, How Sook Peng come in. We pulled her leg, she scream like hell. We pull her baju kurang, she scream louder. Then Vivien hide under the kain the Form6 holdinh and go kacau HSP..she scream more like hell. Then they 1 group go beat the kain. Kesian Vivien. After that, a whole group pengawas come in got Sze Wei, Wei Ling, Ai Hui, and Wai Yee. I, Vivi and Yan Ling kacau them. Thn, someone put their hand inside the curtain. Vivien pull the hand and I help her pull. The ppl scream like hell. Thn Vivi release and pull her leg. Suddenly, I feel a force pulling me out the curtain. What I know next is I've stuck in the middle of 2 group the pengawas group and the help-me group. They pull me so hard that my hand red adi. After that, I ask who we pull and it was Sze Wei. Thn, we laugh so loud. Well. 2 more days to go. I plan to scare more ppl. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-9069912908295135315?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/9069912908295135315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=9069912908295135315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9069912908295135315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9069912908295135315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-kembara-merdeka.html' title='Let&apos;s KEMBARA MERDEKA!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-1750332196216734292</id><published>2008-08-23T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:36:09.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So What!!</title><content type='html'>Ok ppl, maybe you all will think Wan Chean is tomboy or to say half boy and half girl. So what! At least she do not mind how other ppl think about her and she won the tittle. Even though they are ppl saying she very ugly..a girl why wan to be a boy. So What!! At least, she won. Everybody have their own favorite singer and so do I. I pick Wan Chean. So what!! If I pick her as my favourite singer it means that I admire her and do not like other ppl talk bad about her in front of me. But, my bro, mum and friend just keep on talk bad about her in front of me without even think about my feeling. Like you admire someone, and the ppl that is very close to you keep on talk bad about your favourite person. How would you feel? My bro say Wan Chean wear a dress at the MyFM 10th celebration very ugly. HELLO!! She never pick the dress. Is the ppl at backstage pick for her. He keep on saying she very ugly. A tomboy wear a dress. HELLO!! So what!! The dress she wore doens't look like dress also. Is something like a space shirt, plus she wear a pant inside. When the final competition, the judges all ask her to try to wear high heels but she don't want to because she don't like to wear and got people ask her to wear dress also she don't want. What's the problem? Tomboy cannot sing ar..tomboy cannot have fans. How tomboy also she is a girl. She still need to marry. She still need to give birth. Is it in the law that tomboy cannot wear dress? It depend on how you wear. Plus, the dress is the MYFM ppl choose for her to wear. You think a new ppl can choose their own clothing. All the new ppl also can't choose their own clothing. Do you think a tomboy will choose a dress to wear? The dress also not like dress. The dress is also like boy style wan. Do you all know China's Li Yu Chun? She also is a tomboy what. She also got wear some sort of dress also what but why nobody say about her. Is it she from China that is better than Wan Chean that's from Malaysia. We're Malaysian. Yes, you can support other ppl from other country but do not step your own country's singer or actor. They too wan to be famous but Malaysia do not have this kind of industry. No matter how good they sing or act, they can't be famous because Malaysia do not have entertainment industry. So, why can't we give them a little support. Some ppl they have good luck and they can go to Taiwan to become a famous singer like Nicholas Zhang Dong Liang. You think he become famous in Malaysia. He become famous in Taiwan because Taiwan have this kind of industry. And my friend Lee Yan Ling. She always say Wan Chean this Wan Chean that. Hello! I'm your friend. You know I pick her as my favourite singer so can't you just tolak-ansur a bit. Don't talk bad about her in front of me. You can talk bad about her behind of me. Everytime also you 'step' me, why? Is it because I'm not as pandai as you. You are in 1st and I'm in 2nd class. You know how hurt am I? U think i very happy that I've been left behind last year. I'm the only wan not same class with you all. I feel bad about it. You think because of this you can step me. Eventhough, I'm not as pandai as you, as bijak as you, always get no1 in class but I don't but I still have feelings. I know you like Chris Brown but did you hear me say bad about him. I did not even say one thing about him. Why you can't? Is it hard for you not to say bad about Wan Chean? Is she that bad? Everything I do or I pick, you'll say I stupid why go pick that. I very hurt wan you know. U think I don't have feelings ar. I know you all very pandai and bijak not like me so stupid and dumb but can't you all think about my feelings. My UPSR result, my Form1 and 2 class , my favourite singer, what i do and pick. Everything also you all bantah. I like Wan Chean just like YanLing like Chris Brown and Heizen like DavidCook. Maybe I'm a little weird choose a tomboy but her singing is good what. Or maybe I low-class because I choose a chinese and you all very high-class choose all Hollywood and very famous wan. I know you all high-class but think about me ok? My bro, she always say I like tomboy and hear all rubbish song but all the song he hear also rubbish but I did not say a word about it. But he keep on saying this saying that. This is what you call brother. In the law say cannot admire tomboy wan is it. I just don't like what they do. Can't they understand my feeling. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-1750332196216734292?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/1750332196216734292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=1750332196216734292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1750332196216734292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1750332196216734292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-what.html' title='So What!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-4821507035470993590</id><published>2008-08-21T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T05:17:34.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wan Chean..ASQ2008 Winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236939891261527554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1ZFai3VgI/AAAAAAAAABY/rXQ1b3Ruieo/s320/1_862653156l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Chean is Astro Talent Quest 2008 winner. Her voice is very special. She's 18 this year and ASQ is her first singing competition and she won the tittle. Congratulation. She's good in R&amp;amp;B and jazz. Her first debut is 好不好. The MV talk about she is a girl from a kampung. She has a good friend which is a boy. They always play together. They fall in love which each other but they do not want to admit. So, one day she need to go to KL. She ask the boy she'll go nxt week, 好不好 and the boy say yes. She's very dissapointed. After some time she went back with a group of her friends. She say she'll forget everything but she didin't get to see the boy. In the final, she sang 好不好, Siu Mi Feng, Kai Shi Dong Le, Bo Le, and Li Kai Di Qiu Biao Mian before she won the tittle. Debbie Lim compete with her for the tittle. If you wan to see the final competition, you can log on to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZI-sDGIlCM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZI-sDGIlCM&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236940100937434898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="152" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1ZRnpfxxI/AAAAAAAAABg/VWwxx92_f9A/s320/1_419904000m.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt; The Finalist-ASQ2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236940844829457154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1Z863LOwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/l7ivKO5-NQQ/s320/1_338695508l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Singing Hao Bu Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236940843075731506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1Z80VDgDI/AAAAAAAAACY/7hgxKZmCJ9E/s320/1_477654518l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Car she drive in her MV. Mini Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236940847338778418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1Z9ENcbzI/AAAAAAAAACg/cAmqginUF1A/s320/1_556592514l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Kampung and The Mini Cooper in her MV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236940852023004850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1Z9VqQDrI/AAAAAAAAACo/Anvtr09hNlY/s320/1_950013766l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Her Best Friend. Siao Mei..Participant of ASQ2008 also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236940853088077122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1Z9ZoLxUI/AAAAAAAAACw/k0Iub3otn_0/s320/1_424483810l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The 5 Participant who go To Taiwan to PK with One Million Star show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236943020200079538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1b7iv8sLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JHtSCx_1Az0/s320/1_879606568l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236943028216004242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1b8AnF_pI/AAAAAAAAADA/xICESm8FuVk/s320/1_598048607l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Practising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236943034758852178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1b8Y_B7lI/AAAAAAAAADI/46p25gwQJyI/s320/1_953862676l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Has Been Sign for a Record Deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S: Hei, so when I b'day you know what to buy for me adi. Her album. Must Ori wan. haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No need to think too much adi..Haha. Just her album ok adi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-StephyStango- &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/7571918627595935212-4821507035470993590?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/4821507035470993590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=4821507035470993590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/4821507035470993590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/4821507035470993590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/wan-cheanasq2008-winner.html' title='Wan Chean..ASQ2008 Winner'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SK1ZFai3VgI/AAAAAAAAABY/rXQ1b3Ruieo/s72-c/1_862653156l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-9061243968335196192</id><published>2008-08-18T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T03:38:50.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outing!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ok, we are back from the outing. It's ok. We went there at about 10 o'clock. We went to collect our tickets first. After that, we go buy Auntie Anne because I and Vivien not yet eat breakfast. Then, we went into Cold Storage to buy snacks but there's nothing, so we went into guardian. I bought mineral water and they bought other stuffs. Then, we went into Toy's R Us. After that, is about 11 o'clock. So they stuff everything into my bag so I can curi-curi bring inside. We went to buy popcorns and water then we went in. We go to the toilet first so that we won't miss anything when the movie is playing. We watch Wall-E. The character in the show is so CUTE!! The baby is so CUTE. After the movie, we went to the Sushi-King but too bad, there's no place for 7 of us to sit. So, we went down to KFC and it's full. So, they say why don't we go to Avenue K, so I bring them there. We buy cake for Vivien and Elena and we ate Burger King. After that, we walk around because Heizen want to buy present for Elaine and Yuen San. They bought a bag for Elaine and a necklace for Yuen San. Then we went to kinokuniya. Heizen, Vivien, Roxie and Michelle went through the magazine side. I, Elena and Rose went through the main doors. When we were walking, one American women suddenly give something. I thought it was a flyers and I took it. When I look at it, is Kinokuniya voucher worth RM10 then I say thank you and they were smiling at me. We say after we enter the Kinokuniya..' We love American'. The voucher is only avaible since 1st of September. So I'll have to wait until 1st September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SKlHS6iTV1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/luPiLdijp5E/s1600-h/P8180040+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235794432071259986" style="WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SKlHS6iTV1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/luPiLdijp5E/s320/P8180040+(2).JPG" width="546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to Coffee Bean and Vivien and Elena eat their cake at there. After that, Roxanne tell me she saw Tiffany. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R : Oh..I saw Tiffany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : Where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R : Up there..coming down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R : I told her we at Coffee Bean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : Just act like I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;M : She saw me adi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : Nvm. I pretend I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R : They never come here. They go adi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;M : Which wan is Tiffany?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R : The damn straight hair wan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : So bad la you (I look behind and saw them going down the escalator)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Then, I just leave it. I saw them. I saw how Tiffany looks like and Grace but when I saw Jamie. I just look back at Roxie. Then, Elena, Rose and I go back 1st because we sit Elena's car and they go back by LRT. We went inside Avenue K see got anything or not. Nothing so we come back out then we saw Heizen they all que-ing to buy ticket then I ask Michelle to come and took a few pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235804066633562354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SKlQDuE9OPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1wgBusZ3AkM/s320/P8180044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235804596475853170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SKlQij5M-XI/AAAAAAAAABE/N1gUFOIKIF0/s320/P8180046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;br /&gt;&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/7571918627595935212-9061243968335196192?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/9061243968335196192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=9061243968335196192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9061243968335196192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/9061243968335196192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/outing.html' title='The Outing!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SKlHS6iTV1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/luPiLdijp5E/s72-c/P8180040+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-6131159945751189883</id><published>2008-08-16T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:22:30.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prank for My Lovely Bro..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday, when I was blogging my bro suddenly appear behind me and say 'oh blogging la. Sure got view me wan.' I say I never, u also not leng chai what for i view your dumb blog. Then, he walk away. Actaully, I got his blog URL so I enter his blog a comment something on the cbox but i fake the name la. I put Stephy and then I put my e-mail add at the place there and write, 'you so handsome when you hold the band stick.' Haha! Just play play with him only. Then, when he came back he check, he say 'Eh...who is Stephy. I'm sure is you.' Then I pretend to look blur and say ' What Stephy? I don't know anyone name Stephy.' Then, he leave the message without comment back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, just now when chatting with Heizen. I suddenly remember back the prank. So, I use another ppl's name, that is Mandy and comment 'Hi, I'm from TAR College..I saw you b4..U take QS ryt..I'm civil engineering' Haha..Hope it works. Heizen read that comment and say if she play together what will my bro do. I say nothing wan. U try but don't put real name. Then she really put Cristy and wrote 'U working for HSM Icetour ryt..i think i saw you briefing but why u did not work on Friday?' something like that la. I laugh until cannot stop and stomach pain. Then, when I think over how can my bro know. He saw i blogging so he know my blog name. Then, I say why I so stupid go put Stephy. I tell Hei thn she say not because of that, is because i got write my e-mail so he can link it and see who is it. I slap my forehead and say 'WHY I SO STUPID WAN??!!' I tell Heizen I don't wan to play anymore. Won't sucess wan. I ask Heizen after this don't play if not he really thinks he got a lot of ppl like him but when I tell him the truth he'll scold me and fight with me. So, I ask Heizen don't play anymore. Let him slowly forget about it. Haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, 2 more days till the outing day. Just now Rose call me, I was so shocked. it's been a long time since Rose call me. She say she never on9 (cuz I sms and ask her) and she ask me got anything to ask her or not. I ask what time she coming to my hse..maybe going back by LRT and movie time is 11.20 morning. Then, I say that's all. We hung up the phone. So, both of us are very excited about the outing (I think). Hope it faster come because today is Saturday and tomorow is Sunday..Haha..still got about thirty something hour. Must think got what to do to make the time past faster. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-6131159945751189883?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/6131159945751189883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=6131159945751189883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/6131159945751189883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/6131159945751189883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/prank-for-my-lovely-bro.html' title='Prank for My Lovely Bro..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-3964942212517862890</id><published>2008-08-15T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:36:31.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Stop!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today so happy...I can't stop blogging about the outing on Monday. Very very very very happy!! Don't know why..I just wan to talk about it to everybody so they can share the happiness together with me. So that day Rose is coming to my hse then my mum gonna send us to Elena's hse. On the way, I'll stop to pick up Vivien. So, we no need to 'ma fan' Elena to come to our hse and fetch.Then, my shopping list..(perasan), I wan to buy :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~*~ Geek Abroad (a book)&lt;br /&gt;~*~ A Blue Colour Strap (for MinYi)&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Bracelet for All Of Us (remembrance..yanling must have also)&lt;br /&gt;~*~ A Cake (for Vivi and Ele's B'day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hehe..like very rich hor..but not sure wan la.Sure also is the MinYi wan and the belt. But, I'm very happy la. Super duper HAPPY. Don't know what to wear that day. I wanted to wear the new jeans-dress but I can't because I don't like to wear dress or skirt to walk around. I prefer jeans. So call boy-boy style. If I wear boy-boy style, I feel very comfortable. Not like girl style. Scare this scare that. BB style..nothing wan, no need to scare of a thing also. Oh Ya! I wan to buy B'day present for my mum also. Haha.Not sure yet la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-3964942212517862890?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/3964942212517862890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=3964942212517862890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3964942212517862890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/3964942212517862890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/cant-stop.html' title='Can&apos;t Stop!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5870426383050932235</id><published>2008-08-15T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:32:19.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Faster Come!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yay!! Today is friday means 3 more days and I'm out to KLCC with my primary friends and one of my secondary friends. SOOOOO HAPPY. We are going to walk, play, watch, snap, eat and shop. Walk is where we gonna walk around KLCC like sesat ppl. Play is where we are going to the playground a while (if they want). Watch!! We are going to cinema. WOW!! First time go out with friend watch movie in cinema!! YES!! We are going to watch WALL-E. Snap is where we are going to snap pictures here and there like crazy ppl. Eat!! We plan to eat SUSHI KING. I never eat that before (haha..so jinjang never eat before). Last but not least..SHOP!! More like window shopping but I have things to buy on that day so I'm more like shopping. Going out with friends shopping pula..SO BERLAGAK. Haha!! So, everybody!! Pray Monday to come faster and wish us to have fun and feel happy..no is A LOT OF FUN AND FEEL VERY HAPPY only correct. Think also very excited. MONDAY AR..FASTER COME LA..CAN'T WAIT ANYMORE. Lets Countdown with us..3 days to go...2 days to go...1 days to go...and YES!! OUTING DAY IS HERE!! Haha..just dreaming only..Haiz..MONDAY OH MONDAY..COME LA FASTER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-5870426383050932235?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5870426383050932235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5870426383050932235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5870426383050932235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5870426383050932235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/monday-faster-come.html' title='Monday Faster Come!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-1010005819317803983</id><published>2008-08-15T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:30:28.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AJK Kooperasi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, I have to stayback to go for meeting in 5Sn1 for AJk Kooperasi. I'm still a percubaan so don't have a name tag. Go in only Foo Jia En adi standing there waiting. I, MinYi and Sue Mayne quickly get in and grab a seat. Then, she say everybody here adi. No one answer. Then, she shout only 1 person tell me she can't be here today so why today so many people absent. Then, she say got ppl never respect senior. Suddenly she shout GohXinYi and KoaySzeQian's name that they never respect senior. Whenever they saw senior they won't ucap so they kena. I was very terkejut because both of them just sitting in front of me and MinYi and they are our tugas day senior. Then, she say she need ajk percubaan to menyesuaikan diri stayback. So, percubaan every week need to stayback 1 day while the senior is ganjil and genap. The first percubaan name she call is me. I was so terkejut. She say Monday can or not. I say okla but actually I'm not sure. Actually my mum ask me to stay wednesday but I don't know how to tell. Then, got ppl tell adi stay wednesday, so wednesday is full. Then, MinYi tell me she wan wednesday. I tell her wednesday is full choose other day. Then, JiaEn say who can stay on monday. I tap minyi ask her to raise her hand if not she gonna tugas with other ppl that she don't know. Then, she raise up her hand. So, we are safe. Tugas together on the same day back. Hahaha. After dividing the stayback group, she say ok you all may go back now. I was so shocked.The meeting end at one o'clock instead of two o'clock. I ask my mum to come at two so I have to go and call my mum now. While waiting for our mum, we went to toilet and then we walk past the bilik masakan. Our friend is inside there eating what they have cook. We shout 'Fatimah, belanjalah..lapar la'. She say yes. Then, we faster go in and eat. Their cooking is very good. We like the most is the rice. I think is tomyum if i'm not wrong. Then, we walk back to the canteen to take our bag and wait for our mum. On the way, we saw Kassandra. Then, we faster shout 'Selamat sejahtera senior'. Then we laugh. She say don't play play la. Then we say, we must respect senior. Haha. She say if we ucap 1 more time she gonna beat us. Then, we walk slowly back to canteen and go to the pondok to wait for our mum. When I walk past the senior, I didin't notice them so I just walk by. Then, SueMayne come running and tell me and MinYi that we walk past the senior without ucap. Then, we all shout 'HAHHHH..WE CAN'T SEE THEM OH'. She say nvm la think nothing gua. So, we just leave it. So, when school reopens 1st day I need to stayback adi..haiz..how to tell my mum. I plan to tell her after I go to KLCC. Scared afterward she say she don't let me go. Haha. So naughty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-1010005819317803983?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/1010005819317803983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=1010005819317803983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1010005819317803983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/1010005819317803983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/ajk-kooperasi.html' title='AJK Kooperasi..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-4968265464714051125</id><published>2008-08-13T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:51:03.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Yes To Anything!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On Tuesday, I ask my father whether I can go KLCC or not. At first, he say see that day can or not. Then, I say always see first then last minute call my friend come and fetch me ar. Then my father say okla okla. You plan adi tell me. YES!! Then I ask can I watch movie also. He say YES. Wow!! I thought he was going to scold me. Instead of scolding me, he let me go. So Miracle. I was so happy that I jump up and shouter the word 'YES'. After that, my mind flash over some word that ia 'MOTHER'. Yes..I not yet ask my mother yet. So I wait until yesterday. Yesterday, I ask my mum whether I can go. My mum say watch what. I say watch with friends. She ask watch what. Then, I say daddy let. On the spot she say YES. Wow, for the first time i thought that my life so good. My parents was not that bad. At least, they never scold me and just let me go. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA!!! I'm so happy but I still need to wait until monday. I hope Monday is tomorow so I can skip school and hangout with my friends around KLCC and watch movie. Think also so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-4968265464714051125?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/4968265464714051125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=4968265464714051125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/4968265464714051125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/4968265464714051125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-to-anything.html' title='A Yes To Anything!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-8567325929895366359</id><published>2008-08-11T01:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:18:52.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post</title><content type='html'>On the lst post, highlight the thing so that you can read properly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-8567325929895366359?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/8567325929895366359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=8567325929895366359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8567325929895366359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/8567325929895366359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/post.html' title='Post'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-588918805983014814</id><published>2008-08-11T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:11:47.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Fair</title><content type='html'>Today, I ask my mother again whether she allowed to go out or not. Then I say Elena's mum are going to fetch. Then, she say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mother : I got say let you go meh..your dad got say let you go meh..u all 'gak gan' only ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;I was like 'OMG'. Why don't let me go? So, I say wait until my dad come back then I'll ask him. After that at home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;B&lt;em&gt;ro : Mom this friday I go to watch HSM Ice Tour with friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mom : Oh, what time? Go la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then, I stared at my mum. WTH. She let my bro go but don't let me go. You all sure think because he's a boy and older but he goes out with friend everyday, every week, and every year. I just go out with friends when they birthday or gathering or book fair. He without purpose also can everyday go out. I just go out when birthday or whatever. I never go out when there are no purposes. I was so angry that I throw the bowl inside the sink and just leave it there. Always I want to do something they sure don't let me do but my bro..100% the answer is yes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I ask 'W' whether she got go to KLCC with her senior or not. She say no then she say I got go or not. She say if I got go means she can go cuz she tumpang my car. The problem is I also tumpang ppl's car how she wan to tumpang car. Then, I keep on telling her no place no place but she still say you sit on my lap lah. I say '&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dai Jie, 1 car maksimum can only 7 ppl..add you 8 ppl how to sit on lap. You think i still 3 years old. eventhough I'm small but I still got my size wan not sit lap can wan' &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She still don't wan to hear. Haiz, some more say wan to follow us walk. I say can't she keep on asking the reason..why leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-588918805983014814?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/588918805983014814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=588918805983014814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/588918805983014814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/588918805983014814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-fair.html' title='Not Fair'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-882906857866228947</id><published>2008-08-10T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T02:22:45.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party..Sad Friendship</title><content type='html'>Wow..on the next monday I and my friend maybe going out to KLCC to celebrate their b'day but one bih problem exist..that's my dad..he seem to agree but also disagree..i do not know whether he let or not..And my friend and I are planning to watch movies..but I think I won't go. Because go KLCC also I don know my dad allowed or not..so if he allowed..I will go there just to walk around and eat. When time for them to watch movie then I'll go back home. I'm a bit sad but nevermind cuz I hope to watch the next movie in cinema is with my family not friends..Because if it's family..I do not need to spend a cent on it but with friend I need to spend on ticket and food so that's the problem. But 1 thing going out with friends is good because i can have a lots of fun. So, if cannot go out also. nevermind la. Because this 2 years I really go out with friends a lot of time. the 1st time is gathering for Standard 6, 2nd time is mine and Yan Ling's birthday and the last time is go to bookfair with Heizen they all. I really hope that my parents will let me go because it'll be fun, never watch movie also nvm cuz I not so enjoy watching movie in cinema. One wish...Just let me go because is a friend who i knew since I standard 1 birthday. How can I miss it. Is her 14th birthday and our 8th anniversary (playing only la). Really hope I can go, if not..HAPPY ADVANCE BIRTHDAY TO YOU ELENA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 1 more thing, my friend Vivien and Elena got a bit problem. Celebrate together does not matter anyway. Why do you want to count so much. It should be a happy birthday party because maybe Roseanna is going and Yan Ling. YES!! Is Yan Ling. She barely goes out woth friends. So lucky that she can goes out with us..Why do you wan to make this happy feelings fade away. Futhermore, they are going to watch movie even though I'm not but i atill hope you all are happy. Yan Ling are following you all to watch movie. How Lucky!! Don't count too much about it. Friend is for ever. What for you all want a complicated friendship. So, to Vivien who are reading this, I'm telling you. I HOPE YOU CAN CELEBRATE WITH US AND GOOD BACK ELENA BECAUSE I DO NOT WANT MY FRIEND TO FIGHT WITH EACH OTHER. BIRTHDAY ARE SUPPOSE TO BE HAPPY NOT FIGHTING. FUTHERMORE, THEY GOING TO HAVE SOME FUN ACTIVITIES AND YOU ARE GOING TO ENJOY IT. SO, PLEASE FRIEND BACK WITH ELENA. DON'T FIGHT ANYMORE BECAUSE YOU KNOW THAT FRIENDS IS FOREVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-882906857866228947?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/882906857866228947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=882906857866228947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/882906857866228947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/882906857866228947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-partysad-friendship.html' title='Birthday Party..Sad Friendship'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-170330911721003341</id><published>2008-07-24T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:29:54.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phantom Of The Opera Is Here.</title><content type='html'>Today, we rehearse out choir and acting. We are singing the song 'The Phantom Of The Opera. Well, Amiera is Erik aka Phantom, Syada is Raoul and Hema is Christine. So, today we practice singing. Then, the teacher say we can't just stand there and sing so the three main characters is going to act while we were singing. Amiera so funny. She wear a black cloth behind like O.G. Then when we sing Erik's part..she suddenly run out and flip the cloth...the cloth terkena Hema. Then Hema was like stunt and we were laughing and singing. They lip sing the whole song while we have to sing the whole song..Not Fair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, starting there's a monolog between the three of them. The last sentence for Hema aka Christine very funny and romantic but very geli for us..Like This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dear Raoul, I have to sacrifice my love to save. I hope you understand..ILove you!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like that la...Than all of us laugh adi...Hema say this sentence full of love that's what make us feel so geli. Then, when start to sing the girl part, Hema walk out and swing her hand here and there and lip sing the song. After that, Amiera flipping her cloth [whatever is call] and run out. Suddenly..we saw her holding Hema's and hav eye contact..ewwwww...and then they walking around like a couples holding hand. Hema take her hand away and Amiera face was like 'HUH'..that's not what we plan..Than..they juz stop there..while we continue singing. Pn Suzy teach what to do and they get practice while Geo time..so good..So i don'y know the new version looks good or funny. Tomorow we have a full rehersal where we wear the full costume, so i tell you all the new version of Love Between Miera and Hema aka Phantom and Christine..hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we have a group talk.Then, we saw 2 Maju on the stage. So, we stand there and watch them. But, we can only watch a bit because teacher halau us go up back. But i saw the shout the 'CRASH' so loudly that all of us laugh at the same time. We never watch the full performance but we manage to hear until the word 'CRASH'. Actually, we don understand what they trying to say also..the most clear word is 'CRASH'..many there's too many ppl that interupt out hearing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my class is divided into 2, boy and girl. The boy costume is formal shirt and trousers and wear a mask like phantom wan. Girlm wear formal shirt and skirt. Girl's can do whatever they wan..like let go hair or whatever..wear what shoes also can except for sport shoes but if PN Suzy give can la..I don't know what to wear!! high heels??eeewww..i wear will looks like a 3 years old children trying to wear adults cloth..haiz...i must faster think because tomorow we have to wear and have full rehersal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, Jamie and MinYi have a small fight. Haiz, they always fight wan la.what so special leh? This is because last time Minyi purse got her and minyi and their other friend's picture but when last few weeks she and Minyi fight adi leh and always scold minyi..minyi can't stand anymore so take the photo and tear the photo that she and jamie two ppl take wan and throw it. Yesterday, minyi tak sengaja let Jamie see adi...so jamie also say in a fierce voice 'Put back the photo' but she dunno MInYi tear adi la. Then juz now..Minyi also tell her she tear the picture adi adn throw adi. So, jamie also scold her 'Pat Poh' in cantonese. It means something like bad things la. But MinYi have nothing to say la. She always don scold other ppl if other ppl scold her. Haiz..they 1 week never fight also cannot..Haiz...MinYi..stand for yourself la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-170330911721003341?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/170330911721003341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=170330911721003341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/170330911721003341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/170330911721003341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/07/phantom-of-opera-is-here.html' title='The Phantom Of The Opera Is Here.'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-5483548452514416318</id><published>2008-07-18T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:17:31.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Question to know if u are a good friend or not..</title><content type='html'>1. Will you be angry if ur best friend ignore u and friend others?&lt;br /&gt;     a) Yes, I will because i'm her best friend&lt;br /&gt;     b) No, because she has her own privacy&lt;br /&gt;2. What'll you do if ur best friend scolded you?&lt;br /&gt;     a)I'll try to ignore her&lt;br /&gt;     b)I'll scold her back&lt;br /&gt;3. Will you get angry easily and ignore ur best friend just because she best with others?&lt;br /&gt;    a)I will because she's my best friend&lt;br /&gt;    b)No, I won't because no matter what she'll still be best friend with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer:-&lt;br /&gt; i)1-a, 2-b and 3-a..&lt;br /&gt;    -u are not a good friend because u juz think of yourself and over sensitive&lt;br /&gt; ii)1-b, 2-a, and 3-b&lt;br /&gt;    -u are a good friend because u believe your friend and you think is normal for them to hav new friends cuz u believe they'll still be your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-5483548452514416318?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/5483548452514416318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=5483548452514416318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5483548452514416318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/5483548452514416318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-question-to-know-if-u-are-good-friend.html' title='3 Question to know if u are a good friend or not..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-4880766487355473252</id><published>2007-12-28T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:39:44.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nieces finally came back from Aussie!!!</title><content type='html'>YEAH!! Finally I can see my twins nieces. NOw they are 7 years old. Times passes so fast. Take a look at them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCqrfTE-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HoIMymbbBqs/s1600-h/PC260001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148954312475612130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCqrfTE-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HoIMymbbBqs/s320/PC260001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCOLfTE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sw1JYRZQL7U/s1600-h/PC260002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jade. She's the older wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCqrfTE-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HoIMymbbBqs/s1600-h/PC260001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCOLfTE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sw1JYRZQL7U/s1600-h/PC260002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCOLfTE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sw1JYRZQL7U/s1600-h/PC260002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCOLfTE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sw1JYRZQL7U/s1600-h/PC260002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148953822849340370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" height="228" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCOLfTE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sw1JYRZQL7U/s320/PC260002.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCOLfTE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sw1JYRZQL7U/s1600-h/PC260002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCOLfTE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sw1JYRZQL7U/s1600-h/PC260002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Chloe. The younger wan. (This wan is not so clear, upload another wan nxt time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, are they cute? More nxt time..Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-StephyStango-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-4880766487355473252?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/4880766487355473252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=4880766487355473252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/4880766487355473252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/4880766487355473252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-nieces-finally-came-back-from-aussie.html' title='My Nieces finally came back from Aussie!!!'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/R3TCqrfTE-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HoIMymbbBqs/s72-c/PC260001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571918627595935212.post-4982628610410870708</id><published>2007-12-19T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:28:29.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna Put Braces..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On the 18th of December, I went back to the orthodontist clinic to discuss whether how my teeth grow, when should I wear the braces and all other sorts of things. That day I went with my parents. That day I was late for 15 minutes. When we reach there, we thought we're extremely late but the orthodontist were more late. Then we were told to go in to the room. Then the nurse took the my teeth's x-ray and put it at the thing( I dunno call what name)....Then the orthodontist came in and discuss the matter with my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then the othodontist say I need to extract two teeth on the upper teeth, then I can put my braces. The orthodontist ask me and my parents when I want to put the braces on. The orthodontist say I can put it either on January or after the Chinese New Year. The orthodontist say is better for me to enjoy my food 1st before putting on it. So, my parents say ok, then I'll put it after Chinese New Year. When we finish the discussion. The orthodontist told to make two appointment with the nurse. So we went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then the nurse give me the x-ray and the letter for me to extract my teeth. She say the x-ray is for the dentist to know what happen before extracting my teeth. Then I took it, then nurse say when u want the 1st appointment and the 2nd appointment is made. The 1st appointment is made to do preparation before putting on braces, 2nd appointment is for putting on the braces. So tat's all about my appoinment with the dentist. More next time when I put on my braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-StephyStango- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571918627595935212-4982628610410870708?l=stephystango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/feeds/4982628610410870708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7571918627595935212&amp;postID=4982628610410870708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/4982628610410870708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571918627595935212/posts/default/4982628610410870708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephystango.blogspot.com/2007/12/gonna-put-braces.html' title='Gonna Put Braces..'/><author><name>Stephy_Stango</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09647172763337518210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ECm_q-nqLpY/SdSz5IOP8MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oxk4azX4WXw/S220/DSC00819.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
