<?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-4541502898464855095</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:40:07.840+08:00</updated><category term='我爱你，谢谢，诗婷，感觉'/><title type='text'>Dancing With My Soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-4601181973445149194</id><published>2010-09-16T22:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:21:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last First Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I‘m looking for my last first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The one that caresses my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The end to my searching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The beginning to my last start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I want that feeling of melting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When we stare into each others eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Making our lives complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just a touch bringing us to sighs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Growing old together in true bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The love my grandparents had seen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sharing affection and emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;With many smiles in between,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is a dream I will keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Until the day my heart finds this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then its a dream I will live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Searching for my last first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8675733287428976621</id><published>2010-08-17T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T18:24:22.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappily Ever After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;This cold frost-bitten heart was warm long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When love had blossomed in romance so young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Broken and banished to the darkness forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;With hope of being rescued by a princess true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Plagued was the heart of the princess he loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Poisoned by the spirits that echoed in her ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Blinded by an invisible lust that never existed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Created in her heart and mind by demons of hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Long ago this prince was destined for happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;In a kingdom he would reign with his pure heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He fell victim to the evil brewing in his bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When he turned a blind eye to the pain he felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Her intentions were good but possessed by the bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;She could not see how much her prince had cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;His love was for her and she could not feel it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For her heart was numb and cursed with jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The tale of a prince with a witch for a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A story where love did not rise and was defeated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Happy endings are only told in old fairy tales &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But this book of stories tell of tales so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-8675733287428976621?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8675733287428976621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8675733287428976621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8675733287428976621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8675733287428976621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2010/08/unhappily-ever-after.html' title='Unhappily Ever After'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-1202418387432056939</id><published>2010-07-19T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:50:54.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Colors Of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Blue is the sadness dwelled inside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A troubled soul that has been denied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Of love and friendship in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When hate and envy are unfurled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Grey is the color of the falling rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Weeping with insanity that was never explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;It's the mourning and the sadness formed inside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Our worried selves, filled with pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Black is as deep as emotions can go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Revealing everything it can possibly show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;This is when we all break down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And in our emotions we seem to drown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Yellow is the happiness we all possess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;That allows us laughter we can all express.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Through all our times of sadness and woe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Yellow is the color we all need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Colors are rather precisely unique,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;All containing their own physique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But in order to live every day of our lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We've got to make sure every color survives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-1202418387432056939?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/1202418387432056939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=1202418387432056939' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1202418387432056939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1202418387432056939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2010/07/colors-of-life.html' title='The Colors Of Life'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-747552629114905157</id><published>2010-06-05T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:00:00.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harshness of Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was told that love can fill an ocean,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sail a ship across the sea,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fly a kite above the clouds,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or solve life’s mysteries.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was told that even words of love bring upon hope,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mending broken fences every day,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is said to heal a tarnished heart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or drive the blues away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was told that love is the answer,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To questions we may have through time,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And that love is the only thing that matters,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That giving it up is deemed a crime.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was told by the people around me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As I journey through my life,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They never mentioned to me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How love could cut me like a knife.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They forgot to mention that my heart could die,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That trust and faith would both be gone,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or love could cause me to scream in pain,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I was treated wrong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They forgot to mention that love crushes,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Humans were agonized and broken,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because they once believed in the lie,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When those three words were spoken.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The harshness of reality,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That love has brought to me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is bittersweet and locked away,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And needs no company.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-747552629114905157?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/747552629114905157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=747552629114905157' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/747552629114905157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/747552629114905157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2010/06/harshness-of-reality.html' title='Harshness of Reality'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-998036936950723729</id><published>2010-03-17T22:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:38:22.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When everything just bores the shit outta me, this comes out =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;给一个最美最美的女人，&lt;br /&gt;让我唯一想和她在一起的女人&lt;br /&gt;给充分 我的阳光，给我力量。&lt;br /&gt;你把我的寂寞全赶走&lt;br /&gt;是你让我的梦想全都实现，&lt;br /&gt;没有你的爱，&lt;br /&gt;我将会手足无措&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让我想当童话中的王子，&lt;br /&gt;我要你成为我身边的公主，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你多过你知道的&lt;br /&gt;我要你 带着我的爱 到任何地方，&lt;br /&gt;你会永远存在我心里，&lt;br /&gt;没有任何事情能把我们分开，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的世界，我生活的全部。&lt;br /&gt;你是我的梦想，我活下去的力量，&lt;br /&gt;我会爱你一辈子并珍惜你和你在一起的每一刻，&lt;br /&gt;只要你答应永远 在我身边&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-998036936950723729?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/998036936950723729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=998036936950723729' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/998036936950723729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/998036936950723729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-everything-just-bores-shit-outta.html' title='When everything just bores the shit outta me, this comes out =)'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8416573325771875709</id><published>2009-11-02T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:58:51.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment of Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pressure is placed on all shoulders,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Promising futures are often sought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Beauty lies with unsuspecting beholders,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With lessons, that have yet been taught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Prosperity awaits, those who endeavor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The highest of highs and lowest of lows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With inspiration and thoughts so clever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As you embark on this journey you chose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The memories of yesterday's corruption,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Haunt the ambition of tomorrow's dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Beware of life's complicated interruption,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For nothing shall ever be what it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your word is your greatest possession,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As only you have the power to betray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For some, manipulation becomes profession,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A modest influence is what they'll portray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Remain faithful to yourself and desires,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never jeopardize, for a moment of glory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hard work and heart is all life requires,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're all writers of our own life story. &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/4541502898464855095-8416573325771875709?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8416573325771875709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8416573325771875709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8416573325771875709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8416573325771875709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/11/moment-of-glory.html' title='A Moment of Glory'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-6917876388241167886</id><published>2009-09-23T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:43:01.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 weeks.. was all it took. 3 weeks.. was all it lasted..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 weeks back, it was pretty horrible.. 3 weeks later.. it is pretty amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life as it is, just can't seem to be any better.. However, life as it was, has left me drained of everything I held close to my heart. Now, as I see you, I can't help but think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thank god it's over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-6917876388241167886?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/6917876388241167886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=6917876388241167886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6917876388241167886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6917876388241167886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-weeks.html' title='3 weeks...'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-6049574126236090607</id><published>2009-09-03T03:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T03:08:38.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;You can be who you want to be,&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be here when you decide.&lt;br /&gt;I've waited so long for you,&lt;br /&gt;But I can wait no more.&lt;br /&gt;I was here but now I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were everything,&lt;br /&gt;but now you're nothing.&lt;br /&gt;No one else showed life to me than you.&lt;br /&gt;What changed?&lt;br /&gt;I never thought my love could change as fast,&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't prepared to leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've decided no one could wait as long ,&lt;br /&gt;No one can be at your love;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I will find a way&lt;br /&gt;To live as long as the word LOVE exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we're not meant to love each other,&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I loved you.&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to change that,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not too late to leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Written for every person who decided to leave their partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-6049574126236090607?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/6049574126236090607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=6049574126236090607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6049574126236090607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6049574126236090607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/09/loving-you.html' title='Loving You'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7885023868084609138</id><published>2009-08-30T05:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T06:29:33.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I express myself..</title><content type='html'>Lately, this is the only way where I can properly express myself. I can't do it in typing long essays.. I just hope, that these poems, might allow me to express myself in a way that will make me feel better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It Was Good While It Lasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I will face you&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I will see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Am I really in this dreadful mess?&lt;br /&gt;Am I really able to go on, mile after mile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt's in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I miss the person you were&lt;br /&gt;The person I met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I try to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Reality knocks on my door&lt;br /&gt;As my attention's called&lt;br /&gt;Lost in confusion, I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the days go by, I find&lt;br /&gt;I no longer want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;With guidance from people,&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly getting over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay down on my bed,&lt;br /&gt;As I just stop for a moment to rest,&lt;br /&gt;The memories of you and me&lt;br /&gt;Just run through me head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we were not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;But even though it wasn't hard,&lt;br /&gt;To say good-bye,&lt;br /&gt;It was good while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Letting You Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I am here,&lt;br /&gt;Because you talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know that I like you,&lt;br /&gt;And if you did,&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I sometimes feel like telling you,&lt;br /&gt;How I truly feel,&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew that I like you,&lt;br /&gt;Would you give me a chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are everything,&lt;br /&gt;That I have ever asked for,&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Nice, sweet and kind personality.&lt;br /&gt;You are who you are to me,&lt;br /&gt;And that is all that I want you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I want to show you that I love you,&lt;br /&gt;And I will never hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;Because I will never want to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that will only remain a silent part of me,&lt;br /&gt;The part that would have enough courage to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;How I really feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope this gets through to you,&lt;br /&gt;Because this is the only way,&lt;br /&gt;Just know that i like you,&lt;br /&gt;And I will always be here for you,&lt;br /&gt;Till the end.&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/4541502898464855095-7885023868084609138?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7885023868084609138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7885023868084609138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7885023868084609138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7885023868084609138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-i-express-myself.html' title='How I express myself..'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-4530153814730222336</id><published>2009-08-27T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:49:01.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Bet You Never Knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fixed and dazed in air&lt;br /&gt;My mind wanders nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I see our 'what could have been'&lt;br /&gt;I begin to wonder where to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was focused but I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I saw one girl in my life where now it's two&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so unprepared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My veins don't know which way to flow&lt;br /&gt;The blood goes this way and that&lt;br /&gt;To fulfill the body, or for the heart to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Leaving both behind where they're at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;Try to live my life&lt;br /&gt;Although I see two&lt;br /&gt;Like a splitting knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-4530153814730222336?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/4530153814730222336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=4530153814730222336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4530153814730222336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4530153814730222336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-bet-you-never-knew.html' title='I Bet You Never Knew'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-4703243159652261584</id><published>2009-08-26T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:36:22.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look In My Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;It hurts me so to watch you go&lt;br /&gt;But it tears me apart, when you don't take notice of me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I can't be like other guys&lt;br /&gt;Tall, handsome, and very funny&lt;br /&gt;For once it wouldn't hurt to look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Which burns with faith, care, and sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;I try to be awesome and fun&lt;br /&gt;But compared to my friends I'm always outdone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you deserve better and I'm not the very best&lt;br /&gt;But if you would just look in my eyes, you'll see I care about you more than the rest&lt;br /&gt;I try to turn from temptations, my eyes look away&lt;br /&gt;Cause I see you, I'd rather be with you any day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect or best fit&lt;br /&gt;But in my eyes you are&lt;br /&gt;And that's all that matters to me&lt;br /&gt;If you would look in my eyes, you can see me completely&lt;br /&gt;But you only look at them&lt;br /&gt;That's why I seem so unworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is my music&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are all I stare&lt;br /&gt;So look back into mine&lt;br /&gt;For you I so care &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-4703243159652261584?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/4703243159652261584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=4703243159652261584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4703243159652261584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4703243159652261584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-in-my-eyes.html' title='Look In My Eyes'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-6867867181934011284</id><published>2009-08-25T04:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T04:49:46.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping You Won't See</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't look you in the eyes I'm afraid that you will see.&lt;br /&gt;The yearning I feel inside for what I know could never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to fight the feelings and what I long to say.&lt;br /&gt;But every time it gets harder to just let you walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew the truth hidden beneath the lies.&lt;br /&gt;If only you could hear every time that my heart cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can something that feels so right ever be so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;When will the wanting stop it seems I've wanted you for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, but you're beautiful and oh how I yearn for just your touch.&lt;br /&gt;Never could there ever be someone who longs for you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I feel for you must stay hidden deep within.&lt;br /&gt;For I could never fight for a love I know I cannot win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll silently keep wishing for what I know could never be.&lt;br /&gt;And yearning for you but yet hoping you won't see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-6867867181934011284?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/6867867181934011284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=6867867181934011284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6867867181934011284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6867867181934011284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/hoping-you-wont-see.html' title='Hoping You Won&apos;t See'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8215917882546041095</id><published>2009-08-14T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:41:33.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at its best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love at its best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is a wonderful thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love at its best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is a beautiful thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love at its best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is an amazing thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love at its best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there such a thing? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple joke poem.. Doesn't mean anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-8215917882546041095?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8215917882546041095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8215917882546041095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8215917882546041095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8215917882546041095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-at-its-best.html' title='Love at its best'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7194011995154087340</id><published>2009-08-10T17:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:53:54.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Poems in a row</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Love For You Is Real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes at night,&lt;br /&gt;When I look to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I start thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;And then ask myself "why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do I love you?"&lt;br /&gt;I think and smile,&lt;br /&gt;Because I know,&lt;br /&gt;The list could run on for miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whisper of your voice,&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of your touch,&lt;br /&gt;So many little things,&lt;br /&gt;Make me love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you support me,&lt;br /&gt;Even my silly actions,&lt;br /&gt;The way that you care,&lt;br /&gt;And show such emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that your kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Fills me with desire,&lt;br /&gt;And how you hold me,&lt;br /&gt;With the warmth of a fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way your eyes shine,&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;Lost with you forever,&lt;br /&gt;Is where i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that I feel,&lt;br /&gt;When you are by my side,&lt;br /&gt;A sense of completion,&lt;br /&gt;And overflowing pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreams that I dream,&lt;br /&gt;That all involve you,&lt;br /&gt;The possibilities that I see,&lt;br /&gt;The things that we can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you finish the puzzle,&lt;br /&gt;That lies inside my heart,&lt;br /&gt;How deep in my soul,&lt;br /&gt;You are a very important part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on for days,&lt;br /&gt;Telling of what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;But all you really must know is...&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my angel,&lt;br /&gt;My reason for it all,&lt;br /&gt;You fill my life with hope,&lt;br /&gt;And for you I stand tall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about you always,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all the time,&lt;br /&gt;And just to be near you,&lt;br /&gt;There's no mountain I wouldn't climb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you close,&lt;br /&gt;Your hugs are a bliss,&lt;br /&gt;And I really can't wait,&lt;br /&gt;To feel your soft kiss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am wondering,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I just can't see,&lt;br /&gt;Why a perfect little angel,&lt;br /&gt;Would choose someone like me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;In every single way,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna love waking up to you,&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, you are a blessing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent straight from above,&lt;br /&gt;You're so special to me,&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna show you my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;More Than You Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to tell you&lt;br /&gt;how much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;and I hope you know that I do...&lt;br /&gt;I wish that the words I speak&lt;br /&gt;so gently to you could be&lt;br /&gt;heard by your heart&lt;br /&gt;with the same meanings&lt;br /&gt;and the same soft feelings of love&lt;br /&gt;that they carry from deep within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more than you know ...&lt;br /&gt;I love so many things about you.&lt;br /&gt;More than just the way you hold me&lt;br /&gt;and the warmth you give;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy sharing life with you.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the way we balance each other out,&lt;br /&gt;how we share the good times&lt;br /&gt;and support each other through the tears.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the knowledge that we'll make it&lt;br /&gt;through whatever life brings&lt;br /&gt;with courage and with love&lt;br /&gt;through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than you know ...&lt;br /&gt;and more than I can ever say,&lt;br /&gt;I feel a wonderful thankfulness&lt;br /&gt;in my heart ... just for you.&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to remember, though&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts don't always convey&lt;br /&gt;and my feelings don't always show,&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;and I always will&lt;br /&gt;..more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I Just Want To Tell You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I wish for us to be together,&lt;br /&gt;Never shall we be apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;You put the smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be by your side,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be any other place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;I see you as nothing less than the world,&lt;br /&gt;And that I want you to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be able to live without you.&lt;br /&gt;Without the comfort you give,&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for being there.&lt;br /&gt;You've always given me a shoulder to lean on,&lt;br /&gt;And you always care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you every moment of the day.&lt;br /&gt;And how much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Words could never even say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I wish for us to be together,&lt;br /&gt;Never shall we be apart.&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/4541502898464855095-7194011995154087340?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7194011995154087340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7194011995154087340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7194011995154087340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7194011995154087340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-poems-in-row.html' title='4 Poems in a row'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-2090630754865637150</id><published>2009-08-07T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:50:11.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today.. I knelt down in front of a girl.. The second time of my life.. I have never done this before.. And this time, it was in a public place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why? My mind says I should respect you, my heart says I don't give a shit and I wanna love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But one thing is for sure, I miss you like hell now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-2090630754865637150?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/2090630754865637150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=2090630754865637150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2090630754865637150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2090630754865637150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/it.html' title='Its hard'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-2359580041796435671</id><published>2009-08-06T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T03:14:21.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything For My Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Without you by my side my life is spinning&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a way for me to be right next to you&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost, in this world of desire&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you so bad&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if my heart is on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly stuck in this struggle to survive&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't worth living without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;There are memories of us that I try to hide&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, because they are the only way I get through my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean this with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;If there is a way to get to you, I will&lt;br /&gt;If there is a way for me to see you, I will&lt;br /&gt;If there is a way for us to beat these hard times, we will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I know this is simply because I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;And that is enough to get through anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-2359580041796435671?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/2359580041796435671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=2359580041796435671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2359580041796435671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2359580041796435671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/anything-for-my-angel.html' title='Anything For My Angel'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8429329078791068500</id><published>2009-08-05T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:50:52.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Only Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;To a woman as beautiful as can be,&lt;br /&gt;The only one I want with me.&lt;br /&gt;The sunshine of my brightest day&lt;br /&gt;the one that takes my lonely away.&lt;br /&gt;You are my dream that really came true&lt;br /&gt;without your love,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I would do.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I'm a king&lt;br /&gt;and I always want you to be my queen.&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;and want you to take my love where ever you go.&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be in my heart &lt;br /&gt;and nothing can ever tear us apart.&lt;br /&gt;You are my world,  my life it seems&lt;br /&gt;you're in my thoughts and all my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you for the rest of your life and cherish every minute&lt;br /&gt;as long as you promise to keep me  in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for today B ^^&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/4541502898464855095-8429329078791068500?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8429329078791068500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8429329078791068500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8429329078791068500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8429329078791068500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-only-love.html' title='My Only Love'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-1305876442980393119</id><published>2009-08-04T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:54:02.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Promise You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling, I make these promises to you and only you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To love, Honor and care for you, and always be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise to love you with all of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter if we are together or far apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise you, when you are down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From your face I will take your frown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise to take your side when right or wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just to prove that my love for you is strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise when you're worried, I will give you hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you're confused. . . . I will help you cope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise it is you whom I will tend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For with you, will I stay until the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise when you need love, my heart I will share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you are sick, for you I will care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise you that nothing will change my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will feel my love even when we are apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise that my love for you will go on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For it is truly to you, that I will surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise to give you all that I have to give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll do anything for you, for as long as I live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise when you're sad, I will dry your tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll help solve all of our problems throughout our years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling, I make these promises to you and only you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise to love, Honor and care for you, and always be true.&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/4541502898464855095-1305876442980393119?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/1305876442980393119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=1305876442980393119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1305876442980393119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1305876442980393119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-promise-you_5449.html' title='I Promise You'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-509875925211839192</id><published>2009-08-02T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:58:07.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Shi Ting</title><content type='html'>1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;Writing many many poems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever turn your hand phone off?&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Only when I have no battery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea, I was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;Last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in Fate/ Destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in life now?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;Put up my hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's your favorite thing to do in bed?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping, chatting and making out XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are the nicest thing in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;Her smses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make relationships complicated?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;Proud of how she handled thursday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say and who is it from?&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday from Shi Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;Touch My Hand by David Archuleta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;Steven, Gerald, Fucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does the newest text message say and who is it from?&lt;br /&gt;Good night, sweet dreams by Vicky Chai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;Roughly about 6.45 a.m this morning actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Quite happy actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who give you the best advise?&lt;br /&gt;Her, my family and yee teng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on the phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;Shi Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is something bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Shi Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. You want $5 or $10?&lt;br /&gt;Neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you think you are stupid sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is your best best best best best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I don't wanna state names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What will you do if you like that girl?&lt;br /&gt;Which girl? Not Shi Ting, no like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who are your favorite stars?&lt;br /&gt;The brightest ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. You hate your mother sometimes in some ways?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you had even stead before?&lt;br /&gt;What on earth is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What type of girl do you like?&lt;br /&gt;No idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Now are you single/attached?&lt;br /&gt;Single XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this tag to 8 people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Shi Ting&lt;br /&gt;[2] Evonne&lt;br /&gt;[3] Sheena Liam&lt;br /&gt;[4] Michelle Lim&lt;br /&gt;[5] Gloria&lt;br /&gt;[6] Kevin&lt;br /&gt;[7] Eu gene&lt;br /&gt;[8] Zhenyu&lt;br /&gt;[9] Han yi&lt;br /&gt;[10] Casey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Would you date number 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nah.. Never&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Number 2 just got a car crash and how do you react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Laugh, ask how she is, laugh again.. then go check on how she is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You see no.9 with your boy/girlfriend. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm.. nothing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You come home and your room has been ransacked by number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll probably wonder how she got in..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Number 1 is acting weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kinda normal for her ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Number 3 and 8 decide to give 10 a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good luck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Number 7 just got a ticket for him/her and you to go to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah sure, why not..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Number 10 takes you to a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drink man! drink!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. No. 4 has to move to the other side of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aww.. write me cards lol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You and number 8 are being chased by the cops for an unknown reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Probably got arrested for having a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;11. Number 7 and you sitting on the couch watching a movie when her/him wrap his/her arm around you.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gay bastard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;12. Number 5 ask you out for dinner.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well.. that's good.. she owes me anyway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;13. Number 9 and you are sitting on the bus.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chat.. chat... chat...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;14. Number 6 calls you in the middle of night because she/he can't sleep.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chat till either one falls asleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;15. You're walking with someone and number 6 runs up and tackles you to the ground from behind.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good luck with that lol..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;16. Number 1 is crying one day and you ask him/her why and it seems their boy/girlfriend has dumped them.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comfort her, make her feel better..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;17. Number 2 offers to bake you a meal. As you sit in the other room, the kitchen suddenly aflame.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say I knew it and bring out the fire extinguisher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;18. Number 4 comes to your door one day holding a koala.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not bad.. welcome back from Australia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;19. Number 4 just got u an x-box.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;20. Number 1 thinks he/she's overweight.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hahaha... She will never think so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;21. Number 7 looks lonely.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I will accompany him lol..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;22.Number 2 asks you rudely to go leave him/her alone.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Too bad for her then ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;23. Number 5 and 3 decide to throw a surprise party for you.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be very grateful ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;24. Number 6 decide to dye her/his hair black. What do you say about that?&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Won't make a difference really..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;25. Number 7 tells you he/she is going to go out for a while, and then later you hear about a shooting where he/she went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go find out what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Number 1, 3, 5 and 6 all tackle at you once. Is it possible?&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah.. sure.. why not? ^^&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-509875925211839192?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/509875925211839192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=509875925211839192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/509875925211839192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/509875925211839192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-by-shi-ting.html' title='Tagged by Shi Ting'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8368619627617566979</id><published>2009-08-02T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:07:44.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way You Make Me Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;My life has been worth while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you hold me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;What words just can not tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;That I am worth so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you walk with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;As my knees grow weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you hug me close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I love the way you make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;This love I will always miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you because its my decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-8368619627617566979?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8368619627617566979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8368619627617566979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8368619627617566979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8368619627617566979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/way-you-make-me-feel.html' title='The Way You Make Me Feel'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8252185690631457052</id><published>2009-08-01T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:18:16.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only Love Could Speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only if love could speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Would it utter a special wish of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Only if love could speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Would it admire the rare essence of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;If only it could guarantee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;As much as the value of your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Only if love could speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Would it caress your beauty from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Only if love could speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;I would say life is full of little treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;And you are one of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Only if love could speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Would it say that I'm completely in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-8252185690631457052?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8252185690631457052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8252185690631457052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8252185690631457052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8252185690631457052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-only-love-could-speak.html' title='If Only Love Could Speak'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7035387360997377415</id><published>2009-07-31T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:19:01.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was God . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'll take you to my paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was a flower . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'd bloom for you at every sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was the moon . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'd glow your path and make it bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was water . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'd quench your thirst and bathe you right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was the sun . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'd keep you warm and make you shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was a poet . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'd write you lines that makes you rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was teddy . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'd bear your nights and hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was a demon . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'd take your soul and make you my angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;If I was a king . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'd give you my kingdom and make you my queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;But . . . Since I am me, and only me, I can only give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;you my loving heart, admire you at all times and hope you were mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;Thank you for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&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/4541502898464855095-7035387360997377415?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7035387360997377415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7035387360997377415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7035387360997377415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7035387360997377415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-was.html' title='If I was'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8197367823833635721</id><published>2009-07-31T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:55:12.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's going to be OK</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to B,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all going to be OK. Get some rest. If you are in need of someone, I'm always ready for you. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-8197367823833635721?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8197367823833635721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8197367823833635721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8197367823833635721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8197367823833635721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-going-to-be-ok.html' title='It&apos;s going to be OK'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-564062764218235201</id><published>2009-07-29T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:11:34.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm good..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When friends and family come around and ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I say is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm good I'm good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'ma be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deep in side I know I can't take any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's killing me slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Physically mentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's nothing left in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I don't want people to feel sorry for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's why I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm good I'm good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some times I can't even talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh say somebody help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want people to feel sorry for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's why I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm good I'm good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'ma be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My friends and family that's all I tells them but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deep inside I'm dying baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh...no...no...no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm good I'm good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'ma be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Said I'm good I'm good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'ma be alright.. &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/4541502898464855095-564062764218235201?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/564062764218235201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=564062764218235201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/564062764218235201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/564062764218235201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-good.html' title='I&apos;m good..'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7736800961696039820</id><published>2009-07-29T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:44:51.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of My Life - Foo Shi Ting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;Like the stars in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I am calling to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;From the heavens above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I am looking for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;In the depths of my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I will live and breathe for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;Sadness dwells inside you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;You have nothing to fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;for I am next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I can feel your sadness;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;Let me be sad for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;so you will feel love once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;Worry not about life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;let me worry for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;You should always love life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;for it is a part of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;I'll be there when you fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;to catch you and say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-7736800961696039820?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7736800961696039820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7736800961696039820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>You're the Only One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;There are times I can't recognize who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;There are moments I am without a feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;There are spaces that happiness can't fulfill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;There are clouds not even sunshine can take away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And though darkness gathers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And though the silence just gets quieter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The very thought of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Just makes me calm down, and leave that wretched place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;You're the peace inside my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;You're spirit of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;You're love that I hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;You're the magic all around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;You're my bright and shining star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;You're the greatest friend of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And you're the only one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;If only you believed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And saw me there in front of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;If you let your heart love again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;You'll find peace as you wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And when all hope seems dull,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I will always pick you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;If there's no way out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;You know I'll never give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And though darkness gathers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The very thought of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Just makes me feel alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;'Cause you're the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're the only one.&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/4541502898464855095-248460428919824744?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/248460428919824744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=248460428919824744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/248460428919824744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/248460428919824744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-only-one.html' title='You&apos;re the Only One'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-9183467946628282404</id><published>2009-07-27T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:51:14.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I love you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;because of who you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;and not what you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;I do crazy things, weird things, normal things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;because I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;because of who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me want to be the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Without a word, because I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;because of who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;In my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You are number one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;The special one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;For who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;When we laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;When we call each other names,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;It makes me happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thus, I love you even more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is a gamble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is a risk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is a miracle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love does exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;So why do I love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;That's easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;The answer is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Because you are Shi Ting.&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/4541502898464855095-9183467946628282404?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/9183467946628282404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=9183467946628282404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/9183467946628282404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/9183467946628282404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-do-i-love-you.html' title='Why do I love you?'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-3707776251363404385</id><published>2009-07-27T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:41:41.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Some days seem like a struggle to get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Some are a breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I question my purpose and reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;But no answer has yet come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I know there's a purpose for me bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Than life itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;But where do I begin to get these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Questions answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I was put here to do great things and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;To make a difference in other's life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Some days I feel helpless and lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Unimportant and useless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Other days I feel like I make all the difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Needed and wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;There's never a balance, just a high and a low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;But when I hear about others who are helpless and lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Those who haven't even made it to smell a breath of fresh air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I feel selfish for even having such thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Then I realize that my purpose is just that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;To live, love, and enjoy life to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I found this in a website. I find it something worth sharing with everyone out there..&lt;/span&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/4541502898464855095-3707776251363404385?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/3707776251363404385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=3707776251363404385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3707776251363404385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3707776251363404385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-5232530993844189970</id><published>2009-07-26T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:12:53.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My kind of music,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favorite song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All day and all night long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Through nine people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wondered who would be my sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ever since I knew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You were the only one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All the love in the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All the love that we see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Once added up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is equal to what I feel inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My only lover,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From 30th April onwards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In my heart, I'll keep you forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To share a good smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or some unhappy tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're the one I go to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Through all the coming years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When it rains it rains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When it snows it snows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wrote this only for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you're the only one who knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I keep you warm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When nature is cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You are my heart's owner, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To you it was sold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whether playing our favorite games,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or to music we sing &amp;amp; listen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When it comes to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There's just no competition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not the best cut diamonds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or the reddest rose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Could ever amount to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you hold me close...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And when everything is said and done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The night is over and we've had our fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Out of all the girls, I choose just one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The best one of all, and that's you, B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&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/4541502898464855095-5232530993844189970?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/5232530993844189970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=5232530993844189970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5232530993844189970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5232530993844189970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/only-one.html' title='The Only One'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-2473621471912817336</id><published>2009-07-25T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T10:34:25.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Strong is, my love for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;A love so pure, so real, so true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;A love so deep, Its hard believing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;To be with you, is what I'm dreaming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;My love for you, is the real thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I wrote this song, for you to sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;My love for you is a sunrise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Born new each day, but never dies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;My love for you, its has no question,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;To cherish each moment, that is the lesson,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;My love for you, I know is right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I dream about you, every night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;First thought I have, and last at night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I will love you til the end of time &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/4541502898464855095-2473621471912817336?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/2473621471912817336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=2473621471912817336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2473621471912817336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2473621471912817336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-love-for-you.html' title='My love for you'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7769844255577311457</id><published>2009-07-24T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:27:58.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I love the way you make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I love the way you make me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Tears of joy stream from my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;As I hear your voice, a loving surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I love you when you're angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I love you when you're sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I love you when you're glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;When you tell me of the day you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I love you truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I love you deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Ever since the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I let you meet me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I missed you when you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I miss you now more than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Making a mistake that I regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Hoping that you are a forgiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Without you, my life is strife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;But now I ask for a second chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Be with me and start a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Together forever, an eternal dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I wait for you as the days go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;My love is growing inch by inch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I cannot wait to see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;But I wait for you, and your warm kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I love you&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/4541502898464855095-7769844255577311457?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7769844255577311457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7769844255577311457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7769844255577311457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7769844255577311457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-poem.html' title='A little poem'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-4506100440140100533</id><published>2009-07-23T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:04:53.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Today I saw a change in my behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Something was different about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;I engaged myself thinking about things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Things that no normal 18 year old should be thinking about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;A sign of maturity caught my eye as i began to pursue what was the most important thing to me, my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Family has always been the ones to comfort you when your sailing low in your cloudy thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And find a way to bring you to sanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Your family are the people in your life that you look to for advice and support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Today, something out of the ordinary embraced my daily life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And I was shot down with a dark bolt of lighting that got me to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;What meant the most to me and how to pursue it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The little things in life mean the most to people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And you dont realize how much you care about that special one until the day they don't exist anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The day they are revoked from the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;These small things are just so sentimental to the heart that sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Its the only thing that keeps your heart ticking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Finding the right way to approach your flaws is key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The hardest part of growing up is finding a way to break free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Finding a way of letting go what your used to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;And moving on with something your not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Change in your life isnt always easy to pursue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Turning your back on things that your used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Or even things that you found thrilling can turn to a wild depression state of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Change in your life isn't always easy to soak in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Knowing when the time is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Knowing when the heart is ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Knowing when the brain is stable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;All key factors in changing you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;There is a time and a place for everything in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;There is a moment in life of willingness to proceed in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;To be the best you can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Change in your life isn't always easy to pursue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The answers in life you wish to seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;Are only a footstep away, a footstep closer to happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The true meaning of change isn't to leave behind your worries like nothing happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The true meaning of change is the willingness in your heart to be the best you can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="poem" &gt;The true meaning of change is you.&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/4541502898464855095-4506100440140100533?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-6801659801046746854</id><published>2009-07-18T10:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:04:03.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I woke up, thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;符诗婷，我真的爱你。。&lt;br /&gt;现在我很想念你。。&lt;br /&gt;昨天， 我真的很开心。。&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你。。&lt;br /&gt;对我而言，你真的很棒。。&lt;br /&gt;我觉得， 你是我的心跳，如果没有你，我不是人。。&lt;br /&gt;因为，我的心不在我的身体里面了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在，我真的很想念你。。&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/4541502898464855095-6801659801046746854?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8685556042219348214</id><published>2009-07-16T11:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:48:58.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我爱你，谢谢，诗婷，感觉'/><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;符诗婷，谢谢你。。我爱你。。 现在，我真的很想念你。。给我，这个感觉。。 是一个很强烈的感觉。。 我不知道要怎样说。。但是，我知道一个东西。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我真的想念你&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;br /&gt;还有。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我真的很爱你&lt;/span&gt;。。&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-9038924026908845447</id><published>2009-07-13T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T11:04:05.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't apologize</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Not to me. I love you, that's why I want to do this. There's no other reasons why. I know you love freedom, I know you are crazy.. But I still accept it. There's really no other reasons why I'm doing what I am doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love you, my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我爱你，符诗婷。 因为，是我愿意。。&lt;br /&gt;因为，心跳解释到没有了你不能跳，&lt;br /&gt;我爱你，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;直到我人生的尽头。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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apologize'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-6778528409278319379</id><published>2009-07-12T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:09:03.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我愿意</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is amazing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is a miracle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is how I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is how I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is what I need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is what I give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is a feeling between two people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is a mutual respect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is the total honesty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is a harmonious bond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is how you care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is how you give,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is how we are as a couple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is what defines us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is why I'm willing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is why I'm changing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is why I'm crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is why I'm dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love is why you are worth it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The sweat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't you see? I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Accept the fact that I am willing to accept you as who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know, that taking this road will bring many pain and unhappiness. But I don't care. I'll use a million years to show to you that this is the road I want to take. I may cry, I may be hurt, I may even kill myself in the end. But it all comes down to this, I am willing to go down this road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am a weird and horrible person. I may do many things that causes trouble or conflict. But I do know what love is. And I definitely know that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/4541502898464855095-6778528409278319379?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/6778528409278319379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=6778528409278319379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6778528409278319379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6778528409278319379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_12.html' title='我愿意'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-5847079589839414397</id><published>2009-07-11T15:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:46:33.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>谁说的？你值不值得是由我来决定的，不是吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;谁说的？你值不值得是由我来决定的，不是吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;A love so true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;A love so pure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;With that within us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You are my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;My happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;My love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You give me a reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;To live everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;To be thankful everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I am always in the shadows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Observing you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Even though I am hurt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Just one smile from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Makes life more beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I make mistakes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I make errors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;For you, I'm willing to change the whole world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Touch after touch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hug after hug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Kiss after kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You leave me wanting more and more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Tears after tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sweat after sweat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I shed all that for you because I want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Our story is complicated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I am complicated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You are complicated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Even with all the complications,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Craziness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Is a part of you, and always will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Even though it hurts me deeply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When I see your happy face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I've written more poems for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Bought more presents for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Worked so hard for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Than anyone I have ever met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;With a heart so beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;With a heart so caring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Yet with a heart so mysterious,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Every part of you now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I miss it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Now tell me again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;This is not a complain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;It is my way of expressing how I feel right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;As I type these words out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I am thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you not be worth it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want us to be together again,&lt;br /&gt;Stronger,&lt;br /&gt;More open to one another,&lt;br /&gt;Without a care for the future,&lt;br /&gt;Just the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;符诗婷,我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-5847079589839414397?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/5847079589839414397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=5847079589839414397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5847079589839414397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5847079589839414397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_2829.html' title='谁说的？你值不值得是由我来决定的，不是吗？'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8265152299989482422</id><published>2009-07-11T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:35:34.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我不要, 因为我知道, 没有可能</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;我不要, 因为我知道, 没有可能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Life goes on,&lt;br /&gt;My love goes on,&lt;br /&gt;My mistakes stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to admit,&lt;br /&gt;Is always a hard thing,&lt;br /&gt;To do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do so,&lt;br /&gt;One must have forget,&lt;br /&gt;His pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man's pride,&lt;br /&gt;Is his most,&lt;br /&gt;Treasured possesion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;By forgetting it,&lt;br /&gt;He is sacrificing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a happiness,&lt;br /&gt;That will last a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;What is a small sacrifice like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit,&lt;br /&gt;to you now,&lt;br /&gt;in the only way left for communicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan,&lt;br /&gt;I acted,&lt;br /&gt;I hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong,&lt;br /&gt;And I beg,&lt;br /&gt;For forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I,&lt;br /&gt;Have been humbled,&lt;br /&gt;Brought down to my knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By a love&lt;br /&gt;That is so strong,&lt;br /&gt;That is so pure.&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/4541502898464855095-8265152299989482422?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8265152299989482422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8265152299989482422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8265152299989482422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8265152299989482422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='我不要, 因为我知道, 没有可能'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-109754198774824214</id><published>2009-07-09T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:11:37.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You really understand me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;In this lonely night,&lt;br /&gt;Before the clock strike 12,&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering that,&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; were beside me,&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;'ll make me happy with your smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;'ll make me warm with your hug,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;'ll make me blissful with your kiss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;'ll make me strong with your words,&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;Lonely is a word that I do not know,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm around &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Because now,&lt;br /&gt;I really miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, my love&lt;br /&gt;I really love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, my sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; understand whatever I want&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; understand whatever I need&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are the one for me,&lt;br /&gt;There is really no one else,&lt;br /&gt;Who understands me like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Shi Ting,&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-109754198774824214?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/109754198774824214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=109754198774824214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/109754198774824214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/109754198774824214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-really-understand-me.html' title='You really understand me'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-3498753445456468269</id><published>2009-07-09T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:56:46.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are not alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This song is by the late Michael Jackson.  And I am dedicating this to you. Although we're not far away, I want you to know that you are always in my heart. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;我爱你，直到我人生的尽头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &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/4541502898464855095-3498753445456468269?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/3498753445456468269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=3498753445456468269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3498753445456468269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3498753445456468269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-not-alone.html' title='You are not alone'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-1774068770622495319</id><published>2009-07-09T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:24:53.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is tomorrow going to be the same?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is it just like previous years? Or will it finally be meaningful to me? I don't know but I pray to God that you are there for me. That's the best gift that I can ever wish for.&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-1774068770622495319?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/1774068770622495319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=1774068770622495319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1774068770622495319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1774068770622495319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-tomorrow-going-to-be-same.html' title='Is tomorrow going to be the same?'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-118611507457547867</id><published>2009-07-08T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:03:59.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Shi Ting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Jia Liang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. Gerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Steven Fok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Her birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. My birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. Anniversaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Other peoeple's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 30 MINUTES&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Texted her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. Chatted on MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Missed her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR WAYS TO BE HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Kiss :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU MISS FROM YOUR PAST&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. My grandparents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. My other best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. A surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Birthday bash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. Her presence :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Something that means a lot to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES (CURRENTLY)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Exercising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. Taking care of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Sms-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR VACATION&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. Venice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Ipoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR FAVORITE DRINKS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Iced lemon tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Iced Milo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. Alchohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Teh Tarik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR THINGS ALWAYS FOUND IN YOUR BAG&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Err.. I don't usually carry around a bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOUR FAVORITE COLORS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TOP FOUR HANGOUTS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Sunway Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Taylor PJ campus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. SS 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Her House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TOP FOUR U LOVE SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Shi Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. My family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. My friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Whoever loves me out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TOP FOUR "THINGS" SPECIAL TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. Her of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. My time spent with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. My dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. My family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TOP FOUR WHO YOU THINK WILL ANSWER THIS SURVEY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;No one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TOP FOUR REASONS WHY YOU ANSWERED THIS SURVEY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. becuz Shi Ting tagged me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. I wanted her to see my anwers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. I am bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. I am waiting for some pictures to download finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THE PEOPLE WHO I GOING TO TAG&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;No one. Lucky guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-118611507457547867?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/118611507457547867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=118611507457547867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/118611507457547867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/118611507457547867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-by-shi-ting.html' title='Tagged by Shi Ting'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7359084759031156986</id><published>2009-07-06T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:19:27.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who else but me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When it is rough and harsh,&lt;br /&gt;stop for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;and think,&lt;br /&gt;who is supporting you all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad,&lt;br /&gt;Or happy,&lt;br /&gt;Or angry,&lt;br /&gt;stop and think,&lt;br /&gt;who will be feeling those same feelings together with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feeling like hitting something,&lt;br /&gt;Or killing someone,&lt;br /&gt;Stop!&lt;br /&gt;And think,&lt;br /&gt;Who will be willing to let you kill or hurt him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are having troubles,&lt;br /&gt;Or you cannot make a decision,&lt;br /&gt;Stop and think,&lt;br /&gt;Who will be the one who is willing to listen to you?&lt;br /&gt;To guide you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are feeling down,&lt;br /&gt;Or you just have trouble smiling,&lt;br /&gt;Stop and think,&lt;br /&gt;Who will be ready to make you smile and make your day better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saying all this,&lt;br /&gt;Verse after verse,&lt;br /&gt;Line after line&lt;br /&gt;words after words,&lt;br /&gt;Stop and think,&lt;br /&gt;Who is thinking about you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you so much?&lt;br /&gt;Who is the person who won't let you get into any danger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-7359084759031156986?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7359084759031156986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7359084759031156986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7359084759031156986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7359084759031156986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-going-to-be-ok.html' title='Who else but me?'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-1981588762579291658</id><published>2009-07-04T14:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:07:40.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In a moment of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Your light came shining through,&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, it made me senseless,&lt;br /&gt;Then it all became true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love powered me,&lt;br /&gt;Energized me,&lt;br /&gt;Driven me,&lt;br /&gt;Inspired me,&lt;br /&gt;And with that, a little poem for you :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only 1 way for me,&lt;br /&gt;2 say,&lt;br /&gt;Those 3 words,&lt;br /&gt;4 you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 everything you did for me,&lt;br /&gt;there is only 3 words that can be said,&lt;br /&gt;2 you,&lt;br /&gt;in only 1 way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no 1 else,&lt;br /&gt;2 care for you,&lt;br /&gt;and mean those 3 words like I do,&lt;br /&gt;again, 4 the world to see and read,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 as long as my heart beats,&lt;br /&gt;these 3 words will continue living,&lt;br /&gt;2 you, I will always care,&lt;br /&gt;Not in 1 way, but every way possible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-1981588762579291658?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/1981588762579291658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=1981588762579291658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1981588762579291658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1981588762579291658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you.html' title='I love you'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-935822364175109884</id><published>2009-06-23T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:13:18.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason</title><content type='html'>I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;But I continue learning&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I need you to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I dedicate this song to Foo Shi Ting. The girl I am waiting for. The girl I care and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I love you&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/4541502898464855095-935822364175109884?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/935822364175109884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=935822364175109884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/935822364175109884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/935822364175109884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/06/reason.html' title='The Reason'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-2964937967382527241</id><published>2009-06-21T04:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T04:52:17.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day with yesterday's purposes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Talking to you.. That's one of the hardest yet easiest things I can do right now. Hardest because I can feel the hurt. Easiest because I love talking to you. No, I am not complaining nor am  I commenting. I'm just thankful that we could still talk things over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something we talked about made me think now. Am I really possesive? If you asked me, I honestly would not know. I'm not saying that I am not. I am saying that I don't know. Because, compared with my previous relationships, I have let you off a lot more than the others. It is probably because of that, is why I do not feel I am possesive or otherwise. My heart tells me that I am not, but my mind wonders, do the people around me feel so? Well... that has been answered for me a few days ago. Yes, I am portraying myself as a possesive person. I shoot glances of anger and jealousy whenever you talk to someone else that I think of as someone who could take you away from me. I am saying this according to what I've been told, but honestly, I had no conscious idea regarding this. Because in my own mind, I would try to engage myself in a conversation but I would constantly glance at you to check on you. Like you said, it could be according to the Johari's Window, that this is the blind part of my personality. Maybe it is. But now it is in the open. I know it now and I am perfectly willing to make a conscious effort to keep this intact. It'll take time surely, but I will do everything in my willpower to continuously control that part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that I am hiding my feelings from you, like I smile at you if you look at me. I don't know what to say other than that I am sorry you felt that. Because everytime you ask if I was ok, I would ask myself the same in my heart, and my heart will say yes most of the time. It is arguable that deep down, I did feel something. But when my heart said yes, then it comes right out of my mouth. If I had thought longer or took a longer time to ask myself again, the answer might or might not be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for telling me all this, Ting. I really appreciate it. I will continue proving myself. I will wait for you to accept me again. I will use our conversation earlier to further change myself. As a better friend. And hopefully, as a better boyfriend to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-2964937967382527241?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/2964937967382527241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=2964937967382527241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2964937967382527241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2964937967382527241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-day-with-yesterdays-purposes.html' title='A new day with yesterday&apos;s purposes'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-5575050836414392200</id><published>2009-06-20T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:15:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grasping and running towards the tunnel of hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thanks for coming out with me last night. It really meant a lot to me. I'm happy that we managed to talk and speak our minds. Maybe its a new start? Maybe its a new ending? I do not know.. but as long as there is hope of getting back with you, that's the hope that I will be holding on to. Seeing you smile, seeing you laugh.. it reminded me so much about what used to be and what could have been. However, I did not appreciate it last time.. but this time its different. I'm a new man. I've learned from my mistakes. Maybe you need evidence about it, maybe you want to hear from other people's mouths. Which ever it is, I will not make the same mistake again. I will put my whole body and soul into making sure of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, upon my family's name, to Foo Shi Ting and to everyone else, that I, Steven Fok Jia Liang, will put my entire body and soul into making sure that a lie never escapes my mouth ever again. No more untruths, no more half truths. From now on, it is all just the truth. And along with that, I would like to swear that I am truly sorry and I am really doing my best to repent and redeem myself. As a boyfriend, as a best friend, as a friend.&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-5575050836414392200?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/5575050836414392200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=5575050836414392200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5575050836414392200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5575050836414392200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/06/grasping-and-running-towards-tunnel-of.html' title='Grasping and running towards the tunnel of hope'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-5630528569378906798</id><published>2009-06-19T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:51:37.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a chance to prove myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I know it is a hard time for you. It's hard for me too. I hurt the person I love the most, whom loved me back more than anyone ever did. And not only that, I hurt you in the most hurtful way possible to you. I just want you to know that I lied for a reason. I'm not saying that because of that reason, therefore I am right. I know I am wrong for lying to you. I know you could've accepted any wrongdoings of mine other than that. But I still did it. I am sorry. There is nothing but guilt and repentance in my heart right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to say that, even if I lied about certain stuff, I did not lie about how I felt for you. I did not lie when I said I am willing to be the one you rely on. I did not lie when I said it's ok to send back home, or to accompany you back by train.  I did not lie when I said you were the one for me. And lastly, I did not lie when I said that I love you in my room, which was the first time I said those 3 words to you and I did not lie when I said I love you ever since that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me a chance to prove myself to you as a boyfriend worthy enough of you. I am really sorry for what I did and I'm going to set things straight between me and everyone that was involved. Please reconsider me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-5630528569378906798?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/5630528569378906798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=5630528569378906798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5630528569378906798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5630528569378906798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-me-chance-to-prove-myself.html' title='Give me a chance to prove myself'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-4156567351039706324</id><published>2009-06-18T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:09:37.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to my course mates that were there today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To the people who were willing to listen to me, thanks. I apologize for my previous post about you guys. I realize now that I'm the one who is to be blamed. I've been tactless and I've been lying. I'm glad that you guys gave me the chance to come clean. And just as a side note, I'm posting it online so that everyone who had read it before, can now read the actual truth. No other intentions. It might not be much, but its the least I could do. Thank you again.&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/4541502898464855095-4156567351039706324?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/4156567351039706324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=4156567351039706324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4156567351039706324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4156567351039706324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-to-my-course-mates-that-were.html' title='Thanks to my course mates that were there today.'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-2070464626001979848</id><published>2009-06-18T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:58:25.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm working on it... I really am</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I can't put into words the feelings I have right now. The closest I can get to it is that I feel absolute regret to what I have did. I know I have to give you time and space. I respect that. But I would not stop trying. There's something special between us and I was an idiot to have lost sight of that the first time. Please give me a chance to appreciate it this time. That's all I ask.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-2070464626001979848?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/2070464626001979848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=2070464626001979848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2070464626001979848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2070464626001979848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-working-on-it-i-really-am.html' title='I&apos;m working on it... I really am'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7472837645522624677</id><published>2009-06-17T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:50:16.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lied to you when I shouldn't have to. No, I lied to you when I didn't have to. I realize that is was a stupid thing to do. But trust me when I say this now and I want the whole world to know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly in love with you, Foo Shi Ting. I didn't want any of this to happen. Please accept my apology and please allow me a chance to make things right again. You might feel that it can't be helped, that it can't be saved. Half of our coursemates might even feel that. But what we had was special. I'm sure you felt it too. And there's no way I could fake that. I just wish right now, that I am the person who accompanies you all the way back to tasik selatan just because you're tired, that I am the person who drives you back to your house whenever I have the car, because that's the person I am. I care about you. I love you. I really would not make the same mistake again.. Ever.&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-7472837645522624677?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7472837645522624677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7472837645522624677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7472837645522624677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7472837645522624677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-sorry.html' title='I am sorry.'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-1619632279296186061</id><published>2009-05-11T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:02:31.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Futile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The word speaks for itself. The futility of me trying is just too obvious now. Why I bothered in the first place, I have no idea... But it is all obvious now. So be it. Jus thought it might be different now.&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-1619632279296186061?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/1619632279296186061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=1619632279296186061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1619632279296186061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1619632279296186061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/05/futile.html' title='Futile'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-6611211218447518421</id><published>2009-04-21T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:18:19.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So yeah, to those in college, especially Keith, Ling, John and MS, u guys probably know the things I've been through =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say thanks to those who helped me see the light and to MS, sorry for sending the wrong signals. We're still cool ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Keith said, won't go into details but all I can say is I'm heading to college tomorrow with a hell lot lighter attidude XD&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-6611211218447518421?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/6611211218447518421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=6611211218447518421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6611211218447518421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6611211218447518421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/04/recent-happenings.html' title='Recent Happenings'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7968836996989659908</id><published>2009-03-02T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:18:31.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intuition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;When you begin to listen&lt;br /&gt;And hang on every word,&lt;br /&gt;You get an intuition.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is now your lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You hear this voice, inside you,&lt;br /&gt;The voice you've heard before.&lt;br /&gt;This voice has been there for you.&lt;br /&gt;This voice has opened doors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;As just a little girl,&lt;br /&gt;You found a special friend,&lt;br /&gt;This voice told you "Just do it!&lt;br /&gt;Your joy will never end!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember all those times&lt;br /&gt;This voice was in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;It will be there forever,&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;In only a few seconds,&lt;br /&gt;If you should hear this voice,&lt;br /&gt;You can really trust it,&lt;br /&gt;Let it make your choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;This voice now whispers to you&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts that come between&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts, inside your heart,&lt;br /&gt;The wishes deep within.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;The wishes you're denying,&lt;br /&gt;The ones you're longing for.&lt;br /&gt;This voice tells you, "Just do it.&lt;br /&gt;Step through that open door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Leave all your cares behind you,&lt;br /&gt;Your future now unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;You're free from inhibition.&lt;br /&gt;Free from society's holds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Take in what is before you,&lt;br /&gt;Embrace it in your soul.&lt;br /&gt;Allow it deep inside you,&lt;br /&gt;And let it fill that hole."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;This voice knows what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;This voice is very wise.&lt;br /&gt;Just trust your intuition,&lt;br /&gt;And follow its advice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-7968836996989659908?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7968836996989659908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7968836996989659908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7968836996989659908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7968836996989659908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/03/intuition.html' title='Intuition'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-4335953417009145622</id><published>2009-01-22T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:02:34.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To please those who asked for an update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I shall now show pictures bout my driving lessons lol.. Haven't got my P yet, but I'll get it soon. Look out roadie!! Here comes Steven =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZ0i6qRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qJiDwjfs6V0/s1600-h/DSC00837.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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZ0i6qRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qJiDwjfs6V0/s320/DSC00837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294101652343269650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gloria, Michelle Yoong, Eu Gene and Shao Kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtaDR9ZmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tKHpB9lWid8/s1600-h/DSC00833.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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtaDR9ZmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tKHpB9lWid8/s320/DSC00833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294101656298677858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me, Gloria, Michelle Yoong and Eu Gene&lt;/span&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZUIxA3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/5fhU6O49bGs/s1600-h/DSC00829.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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZUIxA3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/5fhU6O49bGs/s320/DSC00829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294101643643650930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle Yoong and Gloria&lt;/span&gt;&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZnl9IBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/cboUlG7c5Rs/s1600-h/DSC00831.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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZnl9IBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/cboUlG7c5Rs/s320/DSC00831.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294101648866353170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu Gene, Me, Michelle Yoong and Hui Sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZoS9uRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IOmQPdmMlrM/s1600-h/DSC00830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZoS9uRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IOmQPdmMlrM/s320/DSC00830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294101649055136018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me and Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZUIxA3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/5fhU6O49bGs/s1600-h/DSC00829.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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZUIxA3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/5fhU6O49bGs/s320/DSC00829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294101643643650930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle and Gloria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-4335953417009145622?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/4335953417009145622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=4335953417009145622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4335953417009145622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4335953417009145622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-please-those-who-asked-for-update.html' title='To please those who asked for an update'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SXhtZ0i6qRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qJiDwjfs6V0/s72-c/DSC00837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-631351890063193143</id><published>2008-10-29T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:22:57.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Pei Ying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What's your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To be someone who have achieved success in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. If you were given a superpower, what will it be and what will you use it for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I'll want the ability to read minds. That way I don't have to worry about what to say in front of a girl I like.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Western food, pizza, and other Chinese foods ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well.. I think I do have enough confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How many babies you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Er.. Wifey?!! Help me here????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing rainbows after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Score well for my SPM and go back to dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Have you ever been abandoned by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The feeling of loving someone and having that person love you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. What is your bad habit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I talk too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Is there anything you want to tell the people who hates you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Good luck in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What does flying means to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. What do you crave for most currently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SPM to be over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. List 3 most important person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mom, my dad and my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Describe the person who tagged you in 7 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She is an amazing person and friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. You found your other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nope.. I have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. What will you become in 10 years to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A 27 year old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. What is your lucky number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8 and 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remove one question from above and add in your personal question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people&lt;br /&gt;List them out at the end of the post&lt;br /&gt;Notify them in their chatbox that they've been tagged&lt;br /&gt;Whoever does this tag will have blessings from all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8 people I tag is:&lt;br /&gt;Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Eu Gene&lt;br /&gt;Evonne&lt;br /&gt;Felicia Soo&lt;br /&gt;Jin Rui&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Lim&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie Lee&lt;br /&gt;Suet Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/4541502898464855095-631351890063193143?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/631351890063193143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=631351890063193143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/631351890063193143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/631351890063193143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-pei-ying.html' title='Tagged by Pei Ying'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-3692003270951044593</id><published>2008-10-27T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:35:35.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing myself better</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label5"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. that's it. do you guys agree?&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/4541502898464855095-3692003270951044593?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/3692003270951044593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=3692003270951044593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3692003270951044593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3692003270951044593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/10/knowing-myself-better.html' title='Knowing myself better'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7539593239812259642</id><published>2008-10-25T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:25:25.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads up on my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Here's the story. I used to have a crush on this certain girl back in primary school. It was a pretty big thing considering I liked her for 5 years straight. Back then, I probably earned the reputation for the biggest jerk on SK BBSP (1). Not thanks to me though but thanks to a certain short dude who really hated me and practically spread rumours and gossiped like a conniving bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that girl never knew me for who I was. Maybe it was a good thing, maybe it was bad but I'd never know. Now here's the big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to secondary school. Made a lot of friends, made a few best friends, and turned over a new leaf. Now, in my final year of secondary school, I found out today , 25th October 2008, that my best friend is really close friends with the very same girl I liked back in primary. Coincidence?? Fate?? Karma??? What do you think?&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-7539593239812259642?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7539593239812259642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7539593239812259642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7539593239812259642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7539593239812259642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/10/heads-up-on-my-life.html' title='Heads up on my life'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-2485963403963096593</id><published>2008-10-18T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:59:43.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Zhenyu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Finally you're 17 XD. Glad you had fun just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I asked two girls to go prom as my date. They turned me down, laughing the whole time.&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-2485963403963096593?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/2485963403963096593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=2485963403963096593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2485963403963096593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2485963403963096593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-zhenyu.html' title='Happy Birthday Zhenyu'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-409475148033630796</id><published>2008-10-01T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:57:25.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Stephanie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What is the relationship of you and her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well, we were best friends throughout year 2006 then when she left school, we sorta drifted apart. I still treat her as a best friend though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your 5 impression of her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hmm.. I first met her during a movie at Sandra's place. I'd say quiet, shy-then-friendly, beautiful, good chatter and finally easy-going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Most memorable things she/he have said to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Erm.. that would be when she said that I was a great friend o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Most memorable things she/he have done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;She comforted me throughout my many quarrels with my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If she/he becomes your lover, you will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;TREASURE HER. Chances of me and her being together is like nil though.. So, what's the use of thinking? Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If she/he becomes your enemy, you will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I refuse to answer that cause I'm positive it won't happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If she/he becomes your lover, she will have to improve on..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Her tendency to cry and be clingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The most desirable thing to do on her is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;See her in a tank top which is definitely so not Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The overall impression of her/him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Pretty great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How do you feel the people around you feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Well.. I think a lot of people call me arrogant, and they don't like the fact that I talk to girls as easily as guys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The character of you for yourself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Geez... I can't answer this.. People will think I'm very perasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;On the contrary, the character you hate of yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The fact that I find beautiful girls a turn on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The most ideal person you wanna be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Someone who has success in life, whatever that success may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;For the people who care about you and likes you, say something about them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;God bless you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;List 10 people to tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Amanda Khoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ee Von&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Eu Gene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Felicia Soo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Evonne Teo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Pei Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Suet Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Tevannea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Trisha Teo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Petrina Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-409475148033630796?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-169108691489532925</id><published>2008-09-03T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:20:51.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hereby make a deal with Pei Ying of Seri Cempaka that if she passes her exams or I feel that her results aren't bad, I will belanja her makan to anything below 20 ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Steven Fok Jia Liang&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-169108691489532925?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-1530937031196859890</id><published>2008-08-27T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:27:32.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You know.. I've never felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I treated as close friends are users. Some were my friends just because I was their friend's bf but after we broke up, they drifted away from me. Others had their own bf or gf to be with. Friends in school have other friends. Maybe it's partially my fault because I am a prefect and I can't hang out with them during recess where everyone is together and having fun and chatting. Maybe I was the one to blame for believing I belonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lonely.&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-1530937031196859890?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/1530937031196859890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=1530937031196859890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1530937031196859890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1530937031196859890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-i-am.html' title='How I am'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8503650348637070292</id><published>2008-08-11T22:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:52:50.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Malaysia Tourism 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Finally got some stuff to update about. Sorry for the lack of updates, been real busy and my computer got spoiled. Anyway, here's some photos on the Miss Malaysia 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBONyfld9I/AAAAAAAAAKY/VJLCRvEZw0w/s1600-h/Me+and+Joey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBONyfld9I/AAAAAAAAAKY/VJLCRvEZw0w/s320/Me+and+Joey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233268765804034002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me and Joey in our Malay costume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOOGfYAVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Pc79OD5Ioj0/s1600-h/All+the+Fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOOGfYAVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Pc79OD5Ioj0/s320/All+the+Fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233268771171860818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the Dancers in the Fire costumes&lt;/span&gt;&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOOevgK5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/QWjV6Y72xJI/s1600-h/Dance+V+Me+students+with+our+principal,+Jessie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOOevgK5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/QWjV6Y72xJI/s320/Dance+V+Me+students+with+our+principal,+Jessie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233268777681955730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance V Me students with Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOOcIudfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JMWgqZFa8B4/s1600-h/Dance+V+Me+students+with+the+pageants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOOcIudfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JMWgqZFa8B4/s320/Dance+V+Me+students+with+the+pageants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233268776982443506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance V Me students with the pageants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOe_rcgDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_sXwE9w0HX4/s1600-h/Miss+Malaysia+Tourism+with+Samantha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOe_rcgDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_sXwE9w0HX4/s320/Miss+Malaysia+Tourism+with+Samantha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233269061401215026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samantha and Miss Malaysia Tourism 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOpadW1aI/AAAAAAAAALY/boDlv_HXQLg/s1600-h/Hai+Yuan+and+Jessie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOpadW1aI/AAAAAAAAALY/boDlv_HXQLg/s320/Hai+Yuan+and+Jessie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233269240388572578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hai Yuan with Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOe8HWIeI/AAAAAAAAALI/OfhRIBBwGc4/s1600-h/Hai+Yuan+as+Queen+of+The+Year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBOe8HWIeI/AAAAAAAAALI/OfhRIBBwGc4/s320/Hai+Yuan+as+Queen+of+The+Year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233269060444496354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance V Me's pride and joy, Hai Yuan as Queen of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hai Yuan is a latin dancer at my studio, Dance V Me. The ironic thing is, last year, she was a dancer at the Miss Tourism Metropolitan 2007 whereas this year, she'll be a contestant. Haha.. All the best to Hai Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys want to see the event, channel in to Astro channel 304 on the 16th of August, 2 pm, and 17th of August, 1 pm. Please check us out and tell me what you think of the performance ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-8503650348637070292?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8503650348637070292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8503650348637070292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8503650348637070292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8503650348637070292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/08/miss-malaysia-tourism-2008.html' title='Miss Malaysia Tourism 2008'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/SKBONyfld9I/AAAAAAAAAKY/VJLCRvEZw0w/s72-c/Me+and+Joey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-4395384492161664593</id><published>2008-05-31T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:40:28.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Carmen Au</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;SECTION 1 : HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheated on someone? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallen off the bed? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Several times lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Broken someone's heart? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Had your heart broken? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Had a dream come true? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes, depends on what my dream was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;6. Done something you regret? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 2 : CURRENTLY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;1. Wearing? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No shirt and white track pants from Forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;2. Like anyone? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like all my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;3. Have any piercings? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;4. Drive? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drove illegally before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;5. Ever Smoked? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;6. Tattoos? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do paste-ons count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 3 : LAST PERSON YOU... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;1. Hugged? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sandra Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;2. Kissed? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SuZen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;3. IMed? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah Stuart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;4. Talked on the phone to? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;5. Yelled at? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 4 : PERSONAL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;1. What do you/did you want to be when you finish(ed) school? : I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; don't know, someone along the lines of communication?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;2. What has been the best day of your life? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th March 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;3. What comes first in your life? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;4. What are you most scared of? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creepy crawly insects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;5. What do you usually think about before you go to bed? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't think of something, I think of someone =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;6. Did you lose someone you really loved? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 5 : FAVORITE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;1. Movie : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way too many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;2. Song : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Low by Flo-Rida and Blind by Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;3. Ice Cream Flavor : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;4. Fruit : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orange, Mango, Pineapple, Apple and Watermelon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;5. Candy : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lollipops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;6. Day of the Week : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesdays and Fridays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;7. Color : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red, White, Blue and Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 6 : DO YOU &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;1. Like to give hugs? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;2. Like to walk in the rain? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I'm not having my handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;3. Prefer black or blue pens? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;4. Like to travel? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;5. Sleep on your side? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes I do, But mostly on my belly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;6. Have a goldfish? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do but technically my dad owns them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;7. Ever have the falling dream? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The type of dream where you're falling off somewhere? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;8. Have stuffed animals? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 7 : THIS OR THAT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;1. Pierced nose or tongue? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;2. MTV or BET? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MTV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;3. 7th Heaven or Dawson's Creek? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th Heaven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;4. Sugar or salt? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;5. Silver or gold? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;6. Chocolate or flowers? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both? Chocolates for me, Flowers for my GF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;7. Color or Black-and-white photos? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never had a black and white before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;8. M&amp;amp;Ms or skittles? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;9. Stay up late or sleep in? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;10. Hot or cold? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot food, cold drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;11. Ketchup or mustard? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depends on what food they're on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;12. Spring or Fall? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;13. Happy or sad? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;14. Wonder or amazement? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazement&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;15. Mexican or Italian food? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;16. O.C. or Laguna Beach? : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chee Yern&lt;br /&gt;2. Evonne Teo&lt;br /&gt;3. Felicia Soo&lt;br /&gt;4. HongLian&lt;br /&gt;5. Jin Rui&lt;br /&gt;6. Katrina Kuan&lt;br /&gt;7. Petrina Lim&lt;br /&gt;8. Samantha Chow&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/4541502898464855095-4395384492161664593?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/4395384492161664593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=4395384492161664593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4395384492161664593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/4395384492161664593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-by-carmen-au.html' title='Tagged by Carmen Au'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-406042632993243762</id><published>2008-05-23T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:56:45.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youngest Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Exactly like above.. Youngest ever at age 16 years 302 days. WOOOOOO I'm high.. Hahahahaha&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-406042632993243762?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/406042632993243762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=406042632993243762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/406042632993243762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/406042632993243762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/05/youngest-ever.html' title='Youngest Ever'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-5450378814294166304</id><published>2008-04-14T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:05:14.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;LIST OUT THE TOP 5 PRESENTS YOU WISH FOR :&lt;br /&gt;1. A refurnished bedroom&lt;br /&gt;2. New computer&lt;br /&gt;3. New accessories for dancing&lt;br /&gt;4. New clothes&lt;br /&gt;5. A kiss from my GF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;THE PERSON WHO TAGGED YOU IS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Felicia Soo Wei Yeen~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;YOUR 5 IMPRESSIONS OF HIM/HER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Noisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Camwhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Happy-Go-Lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Talkative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;MOST MEMORABLE THINGS HE/SHE HAS DONE FOR YOU :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;She was part of the original Young Bloodz crew and always will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;THE MOST MEMORABLE WORDS HE/SHE SAID TO YOU :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR COMING!! ( During her birthday )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;IF HE/SHE BECOMES YOUR LOVER, YOU WILL :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Suffer tremendously =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;PASS THE QUIZ TO 10 PEOPLE THAT YOU WISH TO KNOW HOW THEY FEEL ABOUT YOU :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Petrina Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. HongLian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Katrina Kuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Yap Jin Rui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Stephanie Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Chee Yern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Li Ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. May Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;9. Evonne Teo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;10. Free thinker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHO IS NO. 7 HAVING A RELATIONSHIP WITH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;No one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHO IS NO.9 HAVING A RELATIONSHIP WITH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yang Ming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;IF NO.9 AND NO.1 ARE TOGETHER, WILL IT BE A GOOD THING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Interesting thought.. They'll look nice together I suppose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT ABOUT NO.1 AND NO.5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, I'm all cool for lesbians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;WHAT IS NO.3 STUDYING?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Science Stream in SBU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHEN IS THE LAST TIME YOU CHATTED WITH NO.6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;This morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;DOES NO.4 WORK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;As a full time sms-er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;DOES NO.8 HAS ANY COUSINS IN HIS/HER OWN SCHOOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;WOULD YOU WOO NO.8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol.. she's my GF's best friend, Hell NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW ABOUT NO.5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;DOES NO.2 HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;One brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW DID YOU GET TO KNOW NO.2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Through Felicia's party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;IS NO.1 THE SEXIEST PERSON IN THE WORLD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Close but not quite there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-5450378814294166304?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/5450378814294166304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=5450378814294166304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5450378814294166304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/5450378814294166304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged.html' title='Tagged~~'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7135930331471031631</id><published>2008-04-11T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:52:08.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CBN's IU Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First of all, I would like to congratulate all CBN Interact Members for being able to hold such a wonderful event at the Malaysian Tourism Center. The effort shown was truly obvious and adequate. So round of applause to them *inserts sound effect*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say much.. Can only congratulate the performers who worked their butts off for the event, that I can tell as much. Extra credit goes to Lianne, Bridget, Pet, Pet's bf, and many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; others whom I do not know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was called up onto the stage during the middle of the event by none other by Petrina Lim.. Apparently, Felicia and Ee Yin wanted me to dance. So, I called up my dancing mate, ALVIN LEE, to dance along as we rock asses together but get pawned individually. And here's the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nnKVcUwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/dAtvPAgw6SE/s1600-h/DSC_4481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nnKVcUwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/dAtvPAgw6SE/s320/DSC_4481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979218240951042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Discussing what to execute&lt;/span&gt;&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nmKVcUtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/e9m9aI0gBfs/s1600-h/DSC_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nmKVcUtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/e9m9aI0gBfs/s320/DSC_2392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979201061081810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nmqVcUuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ECo2vNo3jnI/s1600-h/DSC_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nmqVcUuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ECo2vNo3jnI/s320/DSC_2394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979209651016418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still warming up&lt;/span&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nm6VcUvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MxvSm29W2Eg/s1600-h/DSC_2395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nm6VcUvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MxvSm29W2Eg/s320/DSC_2395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979213945983730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alvin's turn to warm up&lt;/span&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nnaVcUxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fRKyCFMc_X0/s1600-h/DSC_4482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nnaVcUxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fRKyCFMc_X0/s320/DSC_4482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979222535918354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tadaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9oNqVcUyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/VOSVOslIewI/s1600-h/DSC_4483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9oNqVcUyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/VOSVOslIewI/s320/DSC_4483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979879665914658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second combo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9oOaVcUzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/M3bPzLhIek0/s1600-h/DSC_4484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9oOaVcUzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/M3bPzLhIek0/s320/DSC_4484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979892550816562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finishing touches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9oOqVcU0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B6gyV2bQX8M/s1600-h/DSC_4596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9oOqVcU0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B6gyV2bQX8M/s320/DSC_4596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979896845783874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young Bloodz survives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-7135930331471031631?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7135930331471031631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7135930331471031631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7135930331471031631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7135930331471031631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/04/cbns-iu-day.html' title='CBN&apos;s IU Day'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R_9nnKVcUwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/dAtvPAgw6SE/s72-c/DSC_4481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-2728471634857984147</id><published>2008-03-22T15:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:52:12.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day 2008 for SMKBBSL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sports Day 2008 in SMKBBSL was certainly the most satisfying of all Sports Day for me. I'm the Captain for Green House, and yes, GREEN HOUSE WON!! Haha.. I won four medals, two silver and two bronze which I think isn't that bad at anyone's standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First of all, the day started with me being in the Kontigen SMKBBSL where I had to wear my Scout uniform and carry the Selangor Flag around the field.. Tiring business I tell you.. Very tiring indeed. Following the Kontigen was all the members of the marching squad for each house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4oh1mKuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j17BMPjCdAQ/s1600-h/Kontigen+SMKBBSL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4oh1mKuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j17BMPjCdAQ/s320/Kontigen+SMKBBSL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468477800360674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kontigen SMKBBSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green House had 3 models which were Chong May Yi, Kanya Laikeuw and Gayaniesha. The commander was Lee Wah Lung who wore sunglasses to get that commander look. Ng Chun Keat was the flag carrier for Green House. Usually it was the Captain of the house who carries the flag, but as I was already on duty, Chun Keat took the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4oh1mKtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/haAJv5DdY_0/s1600-h/May+Yi+as+model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4oh1mKtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/haAJv5DdY_0/s320/May+Yi+as+model.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468477800360658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May Yi As Model For Green House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4oh1mKvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3okRGoMXPL4/s1600-h/Green+House+Perbarisan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4oh1mKvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3okRGoMXPL4/s320/Green+House+Perbarisan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468477800360690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Green House Marching Squad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4ox1mKwI/AAAAAAAAAII/HPNqZ7v_UHM/s1600-h/Green+House+Persembahan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4ox1mKwI/AAAAAAAAAII/HPNqZ7v_UHM/s320/Green+House+Persembahan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468482095328002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Final Pose After The March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4ox1mKxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/_NiBSqSeJtc/s1600-h/Green+House+line+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4ox1mKxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/_NiBSqSeJtc/s320/Green+House+line+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468482095328018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chun Keat With The 3 Models&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5FB1mKyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ag4afYB21Tk/s1600-h/Kontigen+SMKBBSL+alert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5FB1mKyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ag4afYB21Tk/s320/Kontigen+SMKBBSL+alert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468967426632482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kontigen.. SEDIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After all the marching was done, started the track events an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;d prize giving for the field events. I got second place in Long Jump with a record of 4.9m while my fellow Green House member, Sai Chen Fatt took first place with 4.92m. Just short of 2cm lol.. Chen Fatt also took home first place in High Jump with a record of 1.6m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-324e7294d09a2ad0" 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://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D324e7294d09a2ad0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329962746%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FC3962F734D109DF4FF9FAA931A221E49331D92.69B0F4760A7608B71D0DB10AC6AAE7AD47F40F13%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D324e7294d09a2ad0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHJ3wB1hsMXWBts8FQgRYfkD6Wq4&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://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D324e7294d09a2ad0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329962746%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FC3962F734D109DF4FF9FAA931A221E49331D92.69B0F4760A7608B71D0DB10AC6AAE7AD47F40F13%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D324e7294d09a2ad0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHJ3wB1hsMXWBts8FQgRYfkD6Wq4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me Running The 200m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after everything was done, the final prize giving was given to those who won the team events and for other categories such as Best Marching Squad, Best Decorated Tent, and so on. Green House won both the prizes for Best Marching Squad and Best Decorated Tent whereas in the tug-o-war, Green House guys got second place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the final result..... GREEN HOUSE WAS THE CHAMPIONS... WOOO... We all went insane after that and took many pictures with the trophies and hampers... Then all went home to rest and sleep.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5Fh1mK2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/yROD5Xzxp14/s1600-h/Green+House+going+crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5Fh1mK2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/yROD5Xzxp14/s320/Green+House+going+crazy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468976016567138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Green House Going Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5FB1mKzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/2yUmHaR6Rns/s1600-h/Green+House+winning+tug-o-war.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5FB1mKzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/2yUmHaR6Rns/s320/Green+House+winning+tug-o-war.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468967426632498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wah Lung Taking The Prize For Tug-O-War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5FR1mK0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/pnSD7L2Rmhs/s1600-h/Me+recieving+prize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5FR1mK0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/pnSD7L2Rmhs/s320/Me+recieving+prize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468971721599810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me Recieving The Hamper For Best Marching Squad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5FR1mK1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/A8r6h_b8Hxc/s1600-h/Green+House+with+prizes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S5FR1mK1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/A8r6h_b8Hxc/s320/Green+House+with+prizes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468971721599826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All The Prizes Starting To Pile Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S-0B1mK3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/G-7em3K2jOQ/s1600-h/Green+House+WON%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S-0B1mK3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/G-7em3K2jOQ/s320/Green+House+WON%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180475272438623090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green House Won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S-0R1mK5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HIlnE53kL1Q/s1600-h/Red+House+with+me+in+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S-0R1mK5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HIlnE53kL1Q/s320/Red+House+with+me+in+front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180475276733590418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red House Got Second, I'm In Front With My Trophy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S-0R1mK4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CyTyiK-guO8/s1600-h/Green+House+posing+with+prizes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S-0R1mK4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CyTyiK-guO8/s320/Green+House+posing+with+prizes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180475276733590402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Final Picture For The Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's all on Sports Day.. Ciaoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-2728471634857984147?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=324e7294d09a2ad0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/2728471634857984147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=2728471634857984147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2728471634857984147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/2728471634857984147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/03/sports-day-2008-for-smkbbsl.html' title='Sports Day 2008 for SMKBBSL'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R-S4oh1mKuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j17BMPjCdAQ/s72-c/Kontigen+SMKBBSL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-3419769252934129873</id><published>2008-02-02T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:52:12.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hi all.. It's been a while eh?? Well.. nothing to update due to lack of interesting stuff and photos.. Anyway, here's my classmates for 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R6P0xqewGqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vIYMipTs2x8/s1600-h/IMG_9112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R6P0xqewGqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vIYMipTs2x8/s320/IMG_9112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162238731950758562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Formal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R6P0x6ewGrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bG7V4ZVynio/s1600-h/IMG_9115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R6P0x6ewGrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bG7V4ZVynio/s320/IMG_9115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162238736245725874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freestyle&lt;/span&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/4541502898464855095-3419769252934129873?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/3419769252934129873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=3419769252934129873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3419769252934129873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3419769252934129873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/02/class-photo.html' title='Class Photo'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R6P0xqewGqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vIYMipTs2x8/s72-c/IMG_9112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-862476418828597611</id><published>2008-01-10T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:52:13.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic Freezes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here I'm going to show you the basic freezes for BreakDance. It's only in pictures, when I'm free, I might do a video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5aDmmUjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DoJel5cLXbQ/s1600-h/Chair+Freeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5aDmmUjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DoJel5cLXbQ/s320/Chair+Freeze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153729205890339378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Chair Freeze. This is my personal favorite.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5aTmmUkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qrmGLTdPBQ8/s1600-h/Egg+Plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5aTmmUkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qrmGLTdPBQ8/s320/Egg+Plant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153729210185306690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Egg Plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5ajmmUlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7njMVoftfDg/s1600-h/Elbow+freeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5ajmmUlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7njMVoftfDg/s320/Elbow+freeze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153729214480274002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elbow Freeze. This is the hardest of all the basic freezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5ajmmUmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8AUJ8Rov6kM/s1600-h/Head+Stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5ajmmUmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8AUJ8Rov6kM/s320/Head+Stand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153729214480274018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headstand. This is the painful one (at the start).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5azmmUnI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FedXoouMF_I/s1600-h/Shoulder+freeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5azmmUnI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FedXoouMF_I/s320/Shoulder+freeze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153729218775241330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shoulder Freeze. The easiest of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's all there is so far. I'll be back with more pictures and maybe even a video the next time. Ciaoz&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/4541502898464855095-862476418828597611?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/862476418828597611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=862476418828597611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/862476418828597611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/862476418828597611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/01/basic-freezes.html' title='Basic Freezes'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R4W5aDmmUjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DoJel5cLXbQ/s72-c/Chair+Freeze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-1661544181524954192</id><published>2008-01-03T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T18:29:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You would be very happy in a career that utilised your level-headedness, and allowed you to work mainly on your own. You want a career that allows you to stimulate your senses and your mind, without having to be involved with lots of people. Some careers that would be perfect for you are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Novelist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medical Technician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paralegal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Geologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marine Biologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Online Content Developer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Webmaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Computer Security&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Producer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Computer Programmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Technical Writer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Systems Analyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meteorologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Artist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You like working and being alone. You like to avoid attention at all costs. You tend to keep to yourself, and not interact much with the people around you. You enjoy spending time with a few a close friends. You like to listen to others, but don't like sharing much about yourself. You are very quiet and private.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You are very practical, and only act after thinking things through. You don't like being forced to answer quickly. You have to evaluate the situation completely. You make decisions based on what you can verify with your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You like to be involved deeply in one or two special projects. You like to be behind the scenes. You are very logical and fair. You feel you should be honest with others at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You trust what is certain. You only like new ideas if they can be practically applied to the situation. You value what is real. You use your common sense. You like to utilise the skills you have instead of learning new ones. You are very specific and detailed when writing or talking to others. You follow directions well. You like things to be laid out for you to do instead of working them out for yourself. You like decisions to be made. You don't like things to be left in limbo. You like to know what you are getting into before you commit to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You like to focus on the here and now. You enjoy completing projects. It is important for you to achieve and succeed. Therefore, you believe in working hard and playing later. You like to set goals and work towards them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. what do you guys think?? Is that me??&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/4541502898464855095-1661544181524954192?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/1661544181524954192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=1661544181524954192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1661544181524954192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/1661544181524954192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/01/career-test.html' title='Career Test'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-3745210577134388546</id><published>2008-01-01T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:11:01.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged... By Steph</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rules and Regulations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Mention the person who tagged you and create a link back to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Copy-paste the traits for all the twelve months (see below).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Pick your month of birth (see below).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Highlight the traits that apply to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Tag 12 people and let them know by visiting their blogs and leaving a comment for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve done it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Which is your birth month? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I'm born in July.. So here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;JULY: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fun to be with.&lt;/span&gt; Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has reputation.&lt;/span&gt; Easily consoled. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable.&lt;/span&gt; Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Witty and sparkly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not revengeful. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying.&lt;/span&gt; Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homely person.&lt;/span&gt; Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Loves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/span&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/4541502898464855095-3745210577134388546?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/3745210577134388546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=3745210577134388546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3745210577134388546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/3745210577134388546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2008/01/tagged-by-steph.html' title='Tagged... By Steph'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8432272492382665206</id><published>2007-12-23T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:52:15.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Performance and Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm back! Yesterday, the 22nd of December, was the day of the graduation of the Holiday Program students of Dance V Me. It's also the day of my performance at Endah Parade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The journey first started when my mom went and picked Elexne up from her guard house. Then we went off to meet Alvin, Merveen and Lynnce at the studio. But alas, when we reached, Chun Yew was there also. He didn't wanna wait for William to show up, so he followed me also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Imagine a Kembara being fitted by 7 people?? It was bloody full.. Chun Yew sat in front cause he was the biggest. Alvin sat on me, Lynnce sat on Elexne, while Merveen just sat at the center.. Lucky girl.. Me and Alvin had a funny conversation on the way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven: ALVIN!! You weigh like a bull!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alvin: You same weight with me right??&lt;br /&gt;Steven: So???&lt;br /&gt;Alvin: So you weigh like a bull also la!!&lt;br /&gt;Steven: Dang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    After the car ride, we all went to the stage. IT WAS SMALL!! When I saw it, I was like OMFG! Haihz.. Well.. we had to work something out anyway. So, while waiting for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; deejay, we went to grab some snacks first. After that, begins the rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204NzmmUaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1OQhIJGkC8g/s1600-h/DSCF1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204NzmmUaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1OQhIJGkC8g/s320/DSCF1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831758995902882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204ODmmUbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/T5ThPH5khXo/s1600-h/DSCF1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204ODmmUbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/T5ThPH5khXo/s320/DSCF1017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831763290870194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you see Dance V Me logo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204RDmmUcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/leY8KrMkkcw/s1600-h/DSCF1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204RDmmUcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/leY8KrMkkcw/s320/DSCF1018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831814830477762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The changing room at Endah Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204RzmmUdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/H_Z6PhLV9WA/s1600-h/DSCF1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204RzmmUdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/H_Z6PhLV9WA/s320/DSCF1020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831827715379666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We had to change next to the lift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204STmmUeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/T4gDdti5khk/s1600-h/DSCF1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204STmmUeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/T4gDdti5khk/s320/DSCF1021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831836305314274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Camwhoring at the stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R205BTmmUfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wSzT_4egE4k/s1600-h/DSCF1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R205BTmmUfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wSzT_4egE4k/s320/DSCF1022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832643759165938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alvin, Me and Merveen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    During the rehearsal, all was horrible.. But then, all lousy rehearsal means a good performance. And that was what we gave. A good performance quoted by Jessie Foo, my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R205BjmmUgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/geZ7GtOv3nA/s1600-h/DSCF1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R205BjmmUgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/geZ7GtOv3nA/s320/DSCF1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832648054133250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A photo in my costume ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    But the process of the dancing was busy. I was in charge of getting the people all ready for their turns. I had to run here and there to get everyone done. It was tiring man.. I couldn't even finish my Fillet O'Fish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After the performance, some of the holiday program students went over to Mei Xian's house as it was her birthday. During her birthday, we ate loads of food, and listened to loads of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most of the time though, I spent upstairs with Merveen.. Just listening to songs. Hehe.. imagine us in the dark, just listening to songs. Was pretty awesome spending time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went home lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;    So about crushes, maybe you might have noticed, maybe not.. but I have a huge thing for Merveen. I feel like the both of us really connect and all.. SO, after the big performance, I asked her to be my GF, she said she'll think bout it first.. Hope it turns out well.. I really enjoy my time with her. She knows exactly what I need and want.. and I really would like her to be part of my life.&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R2091TmmUhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KwtNSyCdKLc/s1600-h/DSCF1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R2091TmmUhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KwtNSyCdKLc/s320/DSCF1014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146837935158874642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me and Merveen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R2091jmmUiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uJX-qhyjznA/s1600-h/DSCF1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R2091jmmUiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uJX-qhyjznA/s320/DSCF1006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146837939453841954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The ladder of students.. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's all for today. Will update again soon I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-8432272492382665206?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8432272492382665206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8432272492382665206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8432272492382665206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8432272492382665206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2007/12/performance-and-crush.html' title='Performance and Crush'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R204NzmmUaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1OQhIJGkC8g/s72-c/DSCF1016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-6049969649468239498</id><published>2007-12-11T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:45:16.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;That's all there is to my life now. It sucks.. and it sucks big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-6049969649468239498?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/6049969649468239498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=6049969649468239498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6049969649468239498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6049969649468239498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-sucks.html' title='Life sucks'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-7958783077345161635</id><published>2007-11-29T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:16:34.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven's Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;No more moping, no more emo-ing, no more being sad. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, Steven is Back!!~~ Fuck all u bastards and bitches out there who don't care bout me. I don't care bout u as well!!&lt;br /&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/4541502898464855095-7958783077345161635?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/7958783077345161635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=7958783077345161635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7958783077345161635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/7958783077345161635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2007/11/stevens-back.html' title='Steven&apos;s Back'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-293533748144236070</id><published>2007-11-28T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:37:10.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose in Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;What is it like to close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;As deep inside you fantasize,&lt;br /&gt;These feelings which your body knows&lt;br /&gt;That stem from just this single rose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You feel a smile bloom on your lips,&lt;br /&gt;Feel velvet brush your fingertips,&lt;br /&gt;Feel pleasure building, blood afire,&lt;br /&gt;As eyes gaze deep on heart's desire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;You sense a fragrance in the air,&lt;br /&gt;and see this one who'll take you there.&lt;br /&gt;a laugh of joy, a sigh of bliss,&lt;br /&gt;My lips meet yours in perfect kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;And feeling now this dream so right&lt;br /&gt;That keeps on growing, night on night&lt;br /&gt;The key you've yearned for from the start&lt;br /&gt;To free this rose held in your heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4541502898464855095-293533748144236070?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/293533748144236070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=293533748144236070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/293533748144236070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/293533748144236070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-is-this-happening.html' title='Rose in Your Heart'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-6199285462414507615</id><published>2007-11-26T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:52:21.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicia's party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Her party was da bomb man!! Loads of hot girls, plenty of music ( although its from the karaoke system ), and lots of fun. It all started all as a surprise party geh.  Then someone went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and call Felicia and said cannot go. Za dau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Day started out when I went to Alvin's house. One thing leads to another, then we reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Ampang Station. I told Alvin to keep an eye out for pink gi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;rls since it was the dress code.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Some dress code, me and Alvin totally didn't foll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ow it. Haha, well.. there were 2 girls in pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; there. Me and Alvin were playing hand, scissors and paper to decide who should talk to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I lost, so I went. Talk talk, turns out they were really there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for Felicia's party. They even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; figured out that me and Alvin were invited as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when Jeannie and Yu Ling arrived, we walked to Fe's house lo... The walk there made us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; guys feel like strangers sia.. Everyone all talking here and there, only me and Alvin walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; slowly while listening to songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When we reached the house, I saw all the catering and stuff and I was like, " Wah lau.. ". While waiting to surprise the Felicia, me and Alvin went change first. Halfway changing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Jeannie came knocking asking us to get upstairs.. Went ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tairs and it was darn full. Imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; a normal bedroom having about 11 girls insid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hat do you get??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0rrGW4V7YI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DTXqInBWqj0/s1600-h/PB233084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0rrGW4V7YI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DTXqInBWqj0/s320/PB233084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137176819423112578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls in pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Felicia came back, SURPRISE!!! She cried man.. So touched.. Haha. But where was the food??? The guys all wanna eat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0rtc24V7aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8Vyjc1RcHYo/s1600-h/DSC_8686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0rtc24V7aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8Vyjc1RcHYo/s320/DSC_8686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137179404993424802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0rtcW4V7ZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2602Kb-ttEs/s1600-h/DSC_8681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0rtcW4V7ZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2602Kb-ttEs/s320/DSC_8681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137179396403490194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this baby who was a relative of Jeannie.. SO DARN CUTE!! The cheeks were chubby and fat. Feel like pinching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1oG4V7gI/AAAAAAAAABQ/K7l6L3fu1gU/s1600-h/DSC01242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1oG4V7gI/AAAAAAAAABQ/K7l6L3fu1gU/s320/DSC01242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137188394359975426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Playing with the baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1om4V7hI/AAAAAAAAABY/MNezgdeu95I/s1600-h/DSC01243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1om4V7hI/AAAAAAAAABY/MNezgdeu95I/s320/DSC01243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137188402949910034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you see the cheeks???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the eating was done, singing and having fun began. Petrina and the others started singing downstairs, while me, Lian, 'mommy' and 'daddy' were playing ' cho dai di ' upstairs. Finish doing everything d, went  downstairs to take pictures again. I even had a tickling match with Lian. I swear, she raped both my nipples just to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1qG4V7kI/AAAAAAAAABw/ax1zHRSZ0F4/s1600-h/DSC_9166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1qG4V7kI/AAAAAAAAABw/ax1zHRSZ0F4/s320/DSC_9166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137188428719713858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lian and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7Nm4V7nI/AAAAAAAAACI/wl8ePAL2x6U/s1600-h/DSC_8747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7Nm4V7nI/AAAAAAAAACI/wl8ePAL2x6U/s320/DSC_8747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137194536163208818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenny, Jeannie, Yu Ling, Fe, Alvin and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7LW4V7mI/AAAAAAAAACA/OpvcgRfNa7w/s1600-h/DSC_8748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7LW4V7mI/AAAAAAAAACA/OpvcgRfNa7w/s320/DSC_8748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137194497508503138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7LG4V7lI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bIZ6f1ojTb0/s1600-h/DSC_8900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7LG4V7lI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bIZ6f1ojTb0/s320/DSC_8900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137194493213535826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture outside of Fe's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singing finish d, then the cake came. Me, Kelvin and another guy got some spray and got ready to do some dirtying. Haha.. Was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1pG4V7iI/AAAAAAAAABg/ByrGAWTWfhk/s1600-h/DSC_8938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1pG4V7iI/AAAAAAAAABg/ByrGAWTWfhk/s320/DSC_8938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137188411539844642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The birthday girl with her cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1p24V7jI/AAAAAAAAABo/8xBI3F8SKL4/s1600-h/DSC_9004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r1p24V7jI/AAAAAAAAABo/8xBI3F8SKL4/s320/DSC_9004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137188424424746546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After dirtying her Rm2oo++ hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, singing and playing again!!! All the way to bout 1++ a.m. Then a dude called Brian brought out the cupcakes that Jeannie and Yu Ling made at around 1.13 a.m as that was the exact time that Fe was born. So cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7O24V7pI/AAAAAAAAACY/Q9oMxAjXy3Q/s1600-h/DSC_9190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7O24V7pI/AAAAAAAAACY/Q9oMxAjXy3Q/s320/DSC_9190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137194557638045330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone enjoying the cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7OW4V7oI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Iz797s6WwHM/s1600-h/DSC_9189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r7OW4V7oI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Iz797s6WwHM/s320/DSC_9189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137194549048110722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then Fe brought down her laptop and everyone started Friendster-ing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_OG4V7qI/AAAAAAAAACg/1kO8Ig8kbTg/s1600-h/DSC_9203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_OG4V7qI/AAAAAAAAACg/1kO8Ig8kbTg/s320/DSC_9203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137198942799654562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Busy at the laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_PG4V7rI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Yzi0blfTiw/s1600-h/DSC_9231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_PG4V7rI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Yzi0blfTiw/s320/DSC_9231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137198959979523762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After that, Lian fell asleep along with everyone else. Jeannie, Yu Ling, and some other dudes all went upstairs to sleep. Pet was lying down on my shoulder for comfort and Kelvin on her, while Fe was on Kelvin's arm.. Lol.. it was like One Tree Hill but our own version. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_P24V7tI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fK9n7mKzgUE/s1600-h/PB243090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_P24V7tI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fK9n7mKzgUE/s320/PB243090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137198972864425682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Tree Hill, Malaysia style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly, around 4-ish, Lian awoke from her sleep and began this conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lian: Fe.... fe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven: Oi fe, lian call u&lt;br /&gt;Fe: wat???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lian: fe... fe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fe: wat????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lian: Got milo anot??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody listening: *speachless* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me, pet, kelvin, lian, ee yin, fe went to the kitchen to make milo. Alvin became a pig and asked Pet make milo for him summore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_PW4V7sI/AAAAAAAAACw/FfmqTJBxgiU/s1600-h/moto_0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_PW4V7sI/AAAAAAAAACw/FfmqTJBxgiU/s320/moto_0850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137198964274491074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milo gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then later at 5.30, something stupid happened. Earlier, me and Lian both saw someone walking outside on Felicia's porch. Then at 5.30, I saw again. Behold this conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven: FE!! I saw someone outside!! GO SEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fe: Dowan la.... Scared&lt;br /&gt;Steven: *saw Alvin standing* ALVIN, go take a look. I'm not joking man, just take a look!&lt;br /&gt;Alvin: *opens window and looks* OMG! SHIT. FE, someone's stealing your car!! Shit!! FUCK. *runs to door*&lt;br /&gt;*Steven, pet, fe and ee yin stands up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven: *reaches window first and looks* Eh Fe, isn't that your maid???&lt;br /&gt;Fe: *Finally looking* My maid la...&lt;br /&gt;*All look at Alvin who was near the door*&lt;br /&gt;Steven: Alvin, wat you doing??&lt;br /&gt;Alvin: Wanna open the door and scream la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Fe: Steven, follow me go to the back and check.&lt;br /&gt;*Ee yin misses out the last part*&lt;br /&gt;*Steven and Fe came back to the living room after checking the back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ee Yin: Eh, Steven.. You go back take knife ah?? Its the maid la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steven: Swt.. I went back to check whether its the maid la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ee Yin: Oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Kelvin, Lian and a few more girls slept through the entire ordeal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Pet went to sleep again, but not before commenting on my shoulder. Haha.. I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; remember that comment for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_QW4V7uI/AAAAAAAAADA/ptPzc46CAdc/s1600-h/PB243092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0r_QW4V7uI/AAAAAAAAADA/ptPzc46CAdc/s320/PB243092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137198981454360290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attack of the Phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me, Alvin, Fe and Ee Yin stayed awake all the way till 8 something where we had breakfast. Some guys went back at 6.30. Then 6.45, they came and rang the doorbell. Then Pet did something funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pet: Chi ma kan those people la.. Ring bell at this time....&lt;br /&gt;Steven: Yeah la..&lt;br /&gt;Pet: *already back to sleep*&lt;br /&gt;Steven: Swt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, Lian and Pet went back then I fell asleep. Fe took a picture lol.&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sHdG4V72I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ka_8DVtahqw/s1600-h/moto_0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sHdG4V72I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ka_8DVtahqw/s320/moto_0868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137207996590714722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Early sleepers'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Later, the remaining 5 people went to Felicia's room to camwhore and have fun lol.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDkW4V7vI/AAAAAAAAADI/ddgVgetuMnw/s1600-h/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDkW4V7vI/AAAAAAAAADI/ddgVgetuMnw/s320/DSC01261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137203723098255090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fe, Jeannie, Ee Yin and Piggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDk24V7wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KfVbhGjE3fs/s1600-h/DSC01258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDk24V7wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KfVbhGjE3fs/s320/DSC01258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137203731688189698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So nice to lie on someone for a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDmG4V7xI/AAAAAAAAADY/Qmb6E9PYLCY/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDmG4V7xI/AAAAAAAAADY/Qmb6E9PYLCY/s320/DSC01263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137203753163026194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeannie, Ee Yin and sleeping Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDmW4V7yI/AAAAAAAAADg/rDEOujuTnwo/s1600-h/pig+ball+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDmW4V7yI/AAAAAAAAADg/rDEOujuTnwo/s320/pig+ball+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137203757457993506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aim, Shoot, Catch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDm24V7zI/AAAAAAAAADo/Px37FuNouns/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sDm24V7zI/AAAAAAAAADo/Px37FuNouns/s320/DSC01259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137203766047928114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ee Yin and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ate pizza for lunch again. So nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; After that, another group pic, then we all went home^^&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sEk24V71I/AAAAAAAAAD4/2zbZ0nafJ5g/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sEk24V71I/AAAAAAAAAD4/2zbZ0nafJ5g/s320/DSC01268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137204831199817554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me, Ee Yin, Alvin and Fe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sEkG4V70I/AAAAAAAAADw/Iz_wpmzHN08/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0sEkG4V70I/AAAAAAAAADw/Iz_wpmzHN08/s320/DSC01267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137204818314915650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fe, Me, Ee Yin and Alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S Was damn fun the entire party.. Had fun. Happy birthday Fe!!&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/4541502898464855095-6199285462414507615?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/6199285462414507615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=6199285462414507615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6199285462414507615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/6199285462414507615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2007/11/felicias-party.html' title='Felicia&apos;s party'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/R0rrGW4V7YI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DTXqInBWqj0/s72-c/PB233084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4541502898464855095.post-8054128061600659941</id><published>2007-11-26T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:02:53.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First timer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So, this is the first time I'm&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; blogging here on Blogspot. Hope I don't abandon this one like my other one ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4541502898464855095-8054128061600659941?l=stevenfok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/feeds/8054128061600659941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4541502898464855095&amp;postID=8054128061600659941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8054128061600659941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4541502898464855095/posts/default/8054128061600659941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevenfok.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-timer.html' title='First timer'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05386246355975512375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VkM3OLnuOYM/Sk8L5joXjhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-f3flye56co/S220/2854_71993627460_614157460_2134995_3913782_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
