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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-7389971774093773514</id><published>2007-06-01T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:14:59.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my fellow apples..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vauZdhPaU6Q/RmASdj0cj8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/zC2G5RBP40M/s1600-h/Apples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071073479459901378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 428px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="235" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vauZdhPaU6Q/RmASdj0cj8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/zC2G5RBP40M/s320/Apples.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/25464052-7389971774093773514?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Popular both offering about RM 10 discount and an official merchandise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i got mine from Times through my cousin's girlfriend who works there for 25% too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to read the final installment of the book.. but now.. aih.. study study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU M1/06!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one huge file done.. two more to go.. sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-6785092357340819541?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/6785092357340819541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=6785092357340819541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;channel 77&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch and you'll see the miracles of life minus all the hollywood exaggerations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished watching Amazing Babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 1: Mum went into labour in her bed room and the only person around is her 10 year old daughter.. and by the help of 911 over the phone, the little girl delivered her little sister.. amazing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 2: Mum had complications during her first pregnancy and due to excessive haemorrhage the doctors had to remove her uterus to save her life.. sadly, the baby didn't survive and the parents really wanted to have children.. in the end, the mum's mother became the surrogate monther at 52 years old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch and you'll understand..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-7301773906145528757?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Take &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; willing sibling.. preferably younger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; revision books.. start with easy one lar ha..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Spend just &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; hours teaching them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then let me know how you faired.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i failed miserable teaching TWO brothers ONE add math book in THREE minutes.. see who can beat my record..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-8700585763735482857?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/8700585763735482857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=8700585763735482857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/8700585763735482857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/8700585763735482857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2007/05/anger-management-lessons-anyone.html' title='Anger Management Lessons anyone??'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-3626017068367786209</id><published>2007-05-12T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:03:01.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News flash!!</title><content type='html'>Warning!! A mass outbreak has occured in the vicinity of the International Medical University where a large number of students particularly from M1/06 has been infected with a strange virus which is said to be highly infective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virus:&lt;br /&gt;EOS (SAQ, OSCE, OSPE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diagnosis:&lt;br /&gt;Exam-induced hypertension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs and symptoms:&lt;br /&gt;- lethargy &amp; malaise&lt;br /&gt;- increased appetite&lt;br /&gt;- insomnia&lt;br /&gt;- palpitations&lt;br /&gt;- cold sweats&lt;br /&gt;- cold and clammy skin&lt;br /&gt;- nervousness&lt;br /&gt;- ink-stained fingers&lt;br /&gt;- hysteria&lt;br /&gt;- mumbling to self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggested treatment:&lt;br /&gt;- TLC (tender loving care :D)&lt;br /&gt;- hugs&lt;br /&gt;- support&lt;br /&gt;- ice cream :D&lt;br /&gt;- laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life span of virus:&lt;br /&gt;Unknown but expected to be self limiting.&lt;br /&gt;All cases estimated to be cured by 5th July 3pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry.. super random post.. a late stage symptom of the viral infection.. haha..-&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to all my friends in M1/06 who is currently infected with this virus, study hard but don't forget to relax as well.. and to the others please pray for us!! and sorry for the excessive use of jargons XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s this is a pathetic attempt to resuscitate my blog from ICU.. success rate currently unknown..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-3626017068367786209?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/3626017068367786209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=3626017068367786209' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/3626017068367786209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/3626017068367786209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2007/05/news-flash.html' title='News flash!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-117172138625050110</id><published>2007-02-17T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:09:46.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day for love and another for prosperity..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-- this post will be a feeble attempt to drag my blog out of ICU --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week has been one of the most eventful and hectic week of 2007 (so far..) well, first things first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Valentines day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. a couple of days before, Jen Lye sms-ed me and said that he book me for lunch on wed 14 feb.. but didn't say why.. so ok lor.. but then i found out i got CSU.. aih.. so when wednesday came, we went lunch at secret recipe.. food was so so, but the companion was very very special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/615/2659/320/203809/Image%28176%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/615/2659/320/73569/Image%28179%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ain't it pretty??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thanks dear for making this valentines a memorable one.. :D (hmm.. i didn't manage to take photo of my prezzie to Jen so check his blog for photos :P.. muahaha.. now you have to blog dear.. see pei, i helping you revive the ICU blogs)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;also to my dear friends for your wonderful friendship.. special thanks to Gwong, RR and Phing2 :D..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;like every other occasion, there is bound to be things which i love and which i dislike about it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so lets start with the bad stuff..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i dislike CNY because: cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but, i love chinese new year cos: food (plus this year got special dish cooked by Jenlye and his mum.. super yummy.. dear, you spoiling me.. so round d.. :P), new clothes, cookies (my fav is flower cookies *slurp* OI glen, your cookies here ar.. come and take but you owe me lunch for making for you.. haha) and cos get to visit my grandma's.. and not to forget Ang Pau's.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so wishing all my beloved family and friends a wonderful chinese new year.. especially those who won't be able to be reunited with their families always remember that your family is close at heart.. God bless!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-117172138625050110?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/117172138625050110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=117172138625050110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/117172138625050110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/117172138625050110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-for-love-and-another-for.html' title='a day for love and another for prosperity..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116982485609980140</id><published>2007-01-26T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:20:56.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did you know that IMU has the best dressed Ping Pong players?? Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer:&lt;br /&gt;IMU dress code + long breaks between lectures =  students hanging out in ping pong room :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;today's lab session was seriously a waste of my time and beauty sleep.. aih.. first session no lecturer.. second some lecturer came in for 2 min, say look at FLM and if got any questions, i'll be back to answer.. turns out he knows nuts!! so.. we went to play ping pong.. seriously made a fool of my self there.. haha.. thanks hwei wan for tolerating my terrible shots :P play again monday!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, really can't wait to go KKB!! woohoo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116982485609980140?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116982485609980140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116982485609980140' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116982485609980140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116982485609980140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2007/01/did-you-know-that-imu-has-best-dressed.html' title=''/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116956603685270517</id><published>2007-01-23T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:27:16.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;funny how it is when you want something so bad but you just can't have it.. but when you don't want it, you get it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;for example.. in the midst of exams, you squeese whats left of your brain trying to put your finger on the right answer but you simply can't.. but when you're out enjoying your with your friends, the answer suddenly comes to you.. wasted isn't it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OR how you strain to memorise information the night before the exam with no avail but when you go about doing everyday stuff, something will trigger your memory and you can remember it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OR how you are so sick of mugging and mugging and tell yourself that you need a break from medicine but you include jargons in everyday routine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OR how you really wanna loose weight, try all sorts of things, but only manage to loose weight when you get sick??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, you get what i mean.. funny how life turns out when you're least expecting it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116956603685270517?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116956603685270517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116956603685270517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116956603685270517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116956603685270517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2007/01/random.html' title='random..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116801329060324541</id><published>2007-01-05T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:10:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew, it has been quite a while huh?? no wonder darling pei threatened to remove my name from her link.. tsk tsk.. well, this blog is dedicated to you CYP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a crazy december for me.. this IMU is seriously trying to push us way beyond our limits.. after sum 2 straight away on the same day they crammed one PBL and our first CVS lecture.. but that was a long time ago.. now, CVS is over and done with at least for another 4-5 months or so before EOS.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess you guys already managed to work out my blogging pattern.. always after a test.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was quite a stressful day.. cos first had to sit for CVS exam.. then feedback session plus taking results for sum 2.. but i guess all turned out ok.. the best part was, i had so much free time on my hands for once.. so i decided to go watch movie.. i know, it sounds lame but its just so so nice to get to watch a movie without the guilt that used to come with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who haven't watch the Guardian, its a really nice movie.. very kan cheong.. haha.. hmm.. wanna know the ending?? lol.. i won't be so mean as to spoil your fun k??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week we'll be starting our first rotations.. should be loads of fun especially KKB.. starting with com med on monday and i really hope i'll still feel excited about rotations after that.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now, maybe i'll just find a book to bury my face in.. a STORY book mind you.. and maybe do some old-fashioned cross stitching.. and oh ya, accompany my dear cousins who came from Aus for the summer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all sem 3's who are probably burning the midnight oil now making love with their sky-high stack of notes, just wanted to wish you guys all the best for EOS and to stay calm.. Good Luck especially to Jem, Paul, Ben, Kevin, Sebby, Jamie X 2, Li Shun, Joanne, Hui Jiun, Tim, Deb, and to all the others..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116801329060324541?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116801329060324541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116801329060324541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116801329060324541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116801329060324541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116498406980212715</id><published>2006-12-01T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:41:09.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love in the eyes of the pros..</title><content type='html'>Slow down for three minutes to   read this. It is so worth it. Touching words from the mouth of babes. What does Love mean? A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"What does love mean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca- age 8&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;br /&gt;Billy - age 4&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."&lt;br /&gt;Karl - age 5&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;br /&gt;Terri - age 4&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;br /&gt;Danny - age 7&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."&lt;br /&gt; Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"&lt;br /&gt;Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."&lt;br /&gt;Noelle - age 7&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."&lt;br /&gt;Cindy - age 8&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."&lt;br /&gt;Clare - age 6&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."&lt;br /&gt;Elaine-age 5&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."&lt;br /&gt;Chris - age 7&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ann - age 4&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."&lt;br /&gt;Lauren - age 4&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image)&lt;br /&gt;Karen - age 7&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."&lt;br /&gt;Mark - age 6&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."&lt;br /&gt;Jessica - age 8&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry"&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't that touching?? which is your favourite one??&lt;br /&gt;my personal favourite is the one by Billy 4 years old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its surprising how deep children can think.. i think its because, their minds are not clouded by complicated stuff (like ECG).. so, thats why we must let our heart do the talking instead of our minds.. then it'll really mean alot..&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i'm so NOT into my CVS timetable.. sigh.. classes from 4.15 to 6.30.. don't they know that that's xandra's sleeping hours?? aih.. plus put CSU and PBL's at 8am in the morning.. meaning 6 hours between lectures.. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you guys (IMU-ians) must must must come and support the christmas week k?? especially CSS booth.. haha.. we're having such cool stuff.. CSS is selling Des's mum's famous choc pudding and fried noodles, toasties, and Sister Teo's limited edition kuik batik.. so you guys dun wanna miss it do you?? plus there will be lots of other cool food not to mention dedications of christmas carols (choir club), sale of super duper cute soft toys (dance club).. and earrings by CF.. AND, christmas card and cake by the St jerome kids.. so please come and support because we've put so much effort into it.. and the best part is, all the profits will go to the St. Jerome orphanage..&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time around was the M1/06 turn of getting ragged.. but now.. the tables have been turned.. muahahaha.. today we just elected the new orientation committee which is headed by Min helped by mei anne and lieu jiun.. me and jen is in charge of making the t-shirts.. :D anyone got any suggestions, you're most welcomed k??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116498406980212715?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116498406980212715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116498406980212715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116498406980212715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116498406980212715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-in-eyes-of-pros.html' title='love in the eyes of the pros..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116393246510361596</id><published>2006-11-19T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:41:24.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>directions in life..</title><content type='html'>something someone said yesterday left me rather confused, hurt and angry.. and sadly, it was all i was thinking about during mass until this song started playing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God Will Make A Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist - Don Moen&lt;br /&gt;Album - God Will Make A Way. The Best Of Don Moen&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics - God Will Make A Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will make a way&lt;br /&gt;Where there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide&lt;br /&gt;Hold me closely to His side&lt;br /&gt;With love and strength for each new day&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way....&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God will make a way&lt;br /&gt;Where there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide&lt;br /&gt;Hold me closely to His side&lt;br /&gt;With love and strength for each new day&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way.....&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By a roadway in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;He'll lead me&lt;br /&gt;And rivers in the desert will I see&lt;br /&gt;Heaven and earth will fade&lt;br /&gt;But His Word will still remain&lt;br /&gt;And He will do something new today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God will make a way&lt;br /&gt;Where there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide&lt;br /&gt;Hold me closely to His side&lt;br /&gt;With love and strength for each new day&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way...&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NARRATION&lt;br /&gt;Oh God will make a way&lt;br /&gt;Where there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide&lt;br /&gt;Hold me closely to His side&lt;br /&gt;With love and strength for each new day&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way....&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love and strength for each new day&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way....&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all those out there who feels that the world has turned on you.. that the one you trust may have hurt you in some way.. always remember that God is always there for you.. and all you need to do is ask.. and ask.. and someday your prayers may be answered.. maybe not exactly the way you want it to.. but in someways better because God always has better plans for us then ourselves.. Amen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Happy 21st birthday Jen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116393246510361596?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116393246510361596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116393246510361596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116393246510361596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116393246510361596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/11/directions-in-life.html' title='directions in life..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116343004159947341</id><published>2006-11-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:00:41.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>After 100 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have much to say..&lt;br /&gt;neither am i very good at words..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there for me when i needed someone to talk to, a shoulder to lie on, and a warm hug when i'm feeling down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being ever patient with me in everything especially studies.. i know how blur i can be at most times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for making me laugh with your jokes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for crying with me when i's sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the wonderful 100 days we've spent together and all the memories we built together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for loving me for who i am and not who you want me to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for accepting all my faults and weaknesses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for helping me see my strenghts and work on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all the cute surprises you took so much trouble to plan.. special thanks for the beautiful flowers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC04023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC04028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, thank you for being who you are.. you may not be perfect.. but you are special just the way God has made you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.. muax!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116343004159947341?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116343004159947341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116343004159947341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116343004159947341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116343004159947341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116304171571947146</id><published>2006-11-09T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:51:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of thankfulness..</title><content type='html'>Lately i have been feeling thankful for almost anything.. not that i'm complaining.. its a really nice feeling.. my first EMO post.. but in a good way :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it all began with my trip to Seremban Hospital..i must admit that i felt really out of place when i walked into ward 6A my first day there.. its rather terrifying an experience to see so many ladies packed into a tiny ward (52 patients in the female medical ward) and the condition was way below satisfactory.. patients had IV drips attached to their hands which were stained with blood, over full urinary catheter bags waiting for a nurse to notice and empty it.. all the patients looking so weak and sad that its heartbreaking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my 2-day visit, i talked to many patients, just being there as a listening ear.. most patients were very happy that somebody even took the time to talk to them that they spilled out most of their life story.. i took their vital signs and even got to record it down as IMU STUDENT.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say that the highlight of my visit was being given the opportunity to give an elderly patient a bed bath.. although at the beginning, i was ready to cry because i was scared and really don't know what to do.. plus, we have to change her pampers and the bed sheets with her lying there.. the patient was 86 years old!! and she was being fed through a tube attached to her nose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was really nice how the patients responds when you just offer them a smile.. their previously sad and weak looking face would just lit up like some one turned on the light.. its just amazing what a smile could do for a person.. and its sad how people who are so busy with work are too caught up to just smile at others around them.. wouldn't that make the world a better place?? not to mention make someone's day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after those 2 days, i feel that i must be the most luckiest girl on the face of the earth.. with loving parents and brothers, and friends who love me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky that my loved ones are healthy.. the other day when i told mum and jen how shocked i was with the hospital condition, jen said that memang gov hospitals are like that and that i'm very blessed that i am not exposed to it earlier.. i guess he's right.. cos it means that i didn;t have reason to be going there!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing elderly patients in the wards remind me of my grandmothers.. my mum's mother is currently staying at my house.. how thankful i am that they are healthy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maternal grandmother will be celebrating her 84th birthday in december and she's as strong as a horse except her leg problem.. arthritis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful that she's able to walk around even though it means having to wait for her most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful that she does not have to be bed ridden.. even though her snores keep me up during the night.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful that she does not need help with her meals even though she always put leftovers on my plate and asking me to finish it.. and later saying that i have put on weight.. aih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful that she can still do her own laundry even though she makes us worry as she might slip on the soapy floors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.. my paternal grandmother isn't doing quite as well.. she suffered a stroke a few years back and now it seems her memory is quiting on her.. haven't had the chance to visit her in a while but i hope to do so before she forgets me.. i even bought her a bracelet.. IMU.. give me a holiday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i pray that God continues to shower His blessings on me and my loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all my friends out there.. please remember to smile at everybody even though they are rubbish collectors, cleaners etc.. SMILE A LOT. IT COSTS NOTHING AND IS BEYOND PRICE. quoted from Life's little instruction book.. and take time to tell your loved ones how much you love them all the time because it may be your last chance to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU dad, mum, xavier, xavian, grandma's, Jen, and all my friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116304171571947146?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116304171571947146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116304171571947146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116304171571947146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116304171571947146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/11/of-thankfulness.html' title='Of thankfulness..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116203562141905973</id><published>2006-10-28T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T21:59:15.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>initially i wanted to write about the steamboat outing with the Naboob-ians + Jen.. and also about my recent trip to Singapore with dad and Xavier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, i watched the Oprah Winfrey show (oi.. dun laugh.. let me finish my story and see if you can still laugh..) which i discovered by accident thanks to my brother's habitual flipping of channels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/Anthony%20Sukto.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anthony Sukto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;what caught my attention was a composed little boy's voice talking to a 911 dispatcher saying&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; "My daddy killed me with a butcher knife".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA.. now i caught your attention too didn't i?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this brave little boy is Anthony Sukto who was 8 when the incident took place.. his dad, after killing his mom stabbed him 6 times on the face, neck and stomach and left.. and Anthony said that an angel took him to the phone where he called 911.. he also said that an angel told him to play dead when his father attacked him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his bravery and calmness touched the hearts of millions including those who faught to save his life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read more at &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/2004-10-29-child-911_x.htm"&gt;http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/2004-10-29-child-911_x.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next time you're faced with something which doesn't go your way.. think about this innocent little boy before making a decision on what to do.. and always thank God for all the blessings He has showered upon you and how lucky you are that you have internet connection to read this.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i'll just share a couple of photos from my Singapore trip (couldn't resist :P) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;picture of the fountain of wealth where you can dedicate messages.. one guy even proposed there.. wah.. so romantic *dreaming*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dedicated to YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;new McD burger.. this pic is for Miss Suyin :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03938.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crocs-galore for Pei :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03954.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with dad and Xavier.. i look just like my dad don't i?? hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/CIMG0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eating ice cream with bro.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/CIMG0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eating hot wok me.. yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/CIMG0317a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with cuzzie and bro at Arab Street..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/CIMG0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stonning on Orchard Road..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/CIMG0367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;guess who's this..?? answer in my next post.. hehe.. and Jen not allowed to tell k?? :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See ya!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116203562141905973?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116203562141905973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116203562141905973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116203562141905973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116203562141905973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/10/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116118225940183689</id><published>2006-10-18T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:37:39.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.U.L.M.A.T.E.S.</title><content type='html'>"A person you share a special friendship with because you understand his/her feelings and interests" Oxford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;what XANDRA says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A person who accepts and loves you for who you are and doesn't expect you to change or try to change you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who is there for you all the time and with whom words are unnecessary to express your deepest feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who smiles with you when you are happy and who cries with you when you're hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who stands by you with a ready warm bear hug to lift your spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who corrects you gently when you are wrong for your own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who does his/her best to put that lost smile back on your face even though it means embarassing him/herself with silly jokes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a soulmate is someone who you can really be yourself with, laugh and share jokes, or cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soulmates are like rare jems which are hard to come by, hard to notice but once they are found, you will never let them go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, you soulmate may come and go without you realising it because you are too busy looking for them or because they may not seem "your type"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116118225940183689?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116118225940183689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116118225940183689' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116118225940183689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116118225940183689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/10/soulmates.html' title='S.O.U.L.M.A.T.E.S.'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116118112950789341</id><published>2006-10-18T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:18:49.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-B-Q.. yums :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;last friday CSS organised a BBQ!! and it was a huge success.. we were expecting about 40 people and it turns out we got 43 people!! including lecturers Dr. Achike, Dr. Joe and Dr. Jen, Dr. JPJ and Dr. Thani (i think) and our beloved lab technologist Mdm. Tang and hubby.. :D thank you so much for coming!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even our seniors from Seremban made an appearence!! yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo time!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;food.. glorious food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;special thanks to our cook for your yummy food!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;besides all the food.. (yes we did do something aside eating.. eating.. and eating..) the old committee took the opportunity to hand over their posts to the new committee led by *insert drum roll* Jeremy Nunis!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, i got a story for you guys.. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A young man who went overseas to study for quite a long time.When he returned, he asked his parents to find him a religious scholaror any expert who could answer his 3 Questions.Finally, his parents were able to find a scholar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young man: Who are you? Can you answer my questions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: I am one of God willing, I will be able to answer your questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young man: Are you sure? A lot of Professors and experts were not able to answer my questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: I will try my best, with the help of God ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: I have 3 questions:1. Does God exist? If so, show me His shape.2. What is fate?3. If Devil was created from the fire, why at the end he will be thrown to hell that is also created from fire. It certainly will not hurt him at all, since Devil and the hell were created from fire. Did God not think of it this far?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the Scholar slapped the young man's face very hard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man(feeling pain): Why do you get angry at me? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: I am not angry. The slap is my answer to your three questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: I really don't understand.Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: Of course, I felt the pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: So do you believe that pain exists?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: Show me the shape of the pain!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: I cannot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: That is my first answer. All of us feel God's existence without being able to see His shape... Last night, did you dream that you will be slapped by me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: No.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: Did you ever think that you will get a slap from me, today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: No. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: That is fate my second answer........ My hand that I used to slap you, what is it created from?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: It is created from flesh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: How about your face, what is it created from?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: Flesh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Man: In pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scholar: That's it... this is my third answer, Even though Devil and also the hell were created from the fire, if God wants,God willing , the hell will become a very painful place for devil. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116118112950789341?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116118112950789341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116118112950789341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116118112950789341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116118112950789341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/10/b-b-q-yums-p.html' title='B-B-Q.. yums :P'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116046352801236610</id><published>2006-10-10T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:58:48.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations..</title><content type='html'>To my dear brothers for their recent Confirmation on Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats confirmation you ask??&lt;br /&gt;well, it is one of the 7 sacrements in the Catholic church where the confirmants are considered to become adult Catholics.. it is usually when one is 16 years old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the cool ties i managed to curi for them.. special thanks to Jemboree and Rooney *winks*&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my twin brothers.. looking all smart and handsome.. too bad i'm their sis.. if not can go pikat them *ahem* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but sadly, they weren't allowed to wear their adorable ties for the ceremony.. it was a good thing we brought spares.. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Xavier and his new Godfather Uncle Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Xavian and his new Godfather Adrian Ng *drum rolls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my beloved family.. you wanna noe why i choose this pic?? cos i dun look short with Xavian squatting down.. haha *evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see what i mean?? argh.. and i was wearing heels!! looks like i'm destined to sit in the middle of the car.. sob sob..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;time reall flies huh?? it was like just yesterday when i kneeled down and prayed to God for a pair of twin brothers.. and that they will be just like Chipmunk and Lowela (some cartoon.. where one is very naughty and the other is an angel) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and it was like just yesterday when my dream came true when you guys were born.. and every bit of my prayer were answered, down to the part where one is naughty while the other one is good.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and it was like just yesterday when we used slip on our swimsuits, wet the porch floor (with water of course..), put a generous helping of soap and start sliding down the driveway.. and crashing down to the gate below.. mum always say thats why the gate was so dented.. haha.. 3 big watermelons..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and it was like just yesterday when we used to celebrate the tanglung festival.. not with tanglungs but with candles.. lighting small colourful candles all around the porch.. poor mum had a nice time scraping it off the next day though.. hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and it was like just yesterday when i gave some kids a good trashing for picking on you guys.. such a protective big sis huh?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh well.. the good old memories.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh and you know what, i tied their ties for them for the ceremony.. *beams*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so to my dear brothers, do pray that you will continue to grow in faith to know and love God.. and that you will be His servant in spreading His everlasting love for humankind..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116046352801236610?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116046352801236610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116046352801236610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116046352801236610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116046352801236610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/10/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-116040699624941540</id><published>2006-10-09T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:16:36.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job</title><content type='html'>story of a man named Job.. Job 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v1"&gt;1 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the land of Uz &lt;a href="http://www.nccbuscc.org/nab/bible/job/job1.htm#foot1"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; there was a blameless and upright man named Job, who feared God and avoided evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v2"&gt;2 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven sons and three daughters were born to him;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v3"&gt;3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he had seven thousand sheep, three thousand camels, five hundred yoke of oxen, five hundred she-asses, and a great number of work animals, so that he was greater than any of the men of the East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v4"&gt;4 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sons used to take turns giving feasts, sending invitations to their three sisters to eat and drink with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v5"&gt;5 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when each feast had run its course, Job would send for them and sanctify them, rising early and offering holocausts for every one of them. For Job said, "It may be that my sons have sinned and blasphemed God in their hearts." This Job did habitually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v6"&gt;6 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, when the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, Satan also came among them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v7"&gt;7 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the LORD said to Satan, "Whence do you come?" Then Satan answered the LORD and said, "From roaming the earth and patrolling it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v8"&gt;8 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the LORD said to Satan, "Have you noticed my servant Job, and that there is no one on earth like him, blameless and upright, fearing God and avoiding evil?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v9"&gt;9 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Satan answered the LORD and said, "Is it for nothing that Job is God-fearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v10"&gt;10 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you not surrounded him and his family and all that he has with your protection? You have blessed the work of his hands, and his livestock are spread over the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;11 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now put forth your hand and touch anything that he has, and surely he will blaspheme you to your face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v12"&gt;12 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the LORD said to Satan, "Behold, all that he has is in your power; only do not lay a hand upon his person." So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v13"&gt;13 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so one day, while his sons and his daughters were eating and drinking wine in the house of their eldest brother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v14"&gt;14 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a messenger came to Job and said, "The oxen were plowing and the asses grazing beside them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v15"&gt;15 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the Sabeans carried them off in a raid. They put the herdsmen to the sword, and I alone have escaped to tell you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v16"&gt;16 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was yet speaking, another came and said, "Lightning has fallen from heaven and struck the sheep and their shepherds and consumed them; and I alone have escaped to tell you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v17"&gt;17 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was yet speaking, another came and said, "The Chaldeans formed three columns, seized the camels, carried them off, and put those tending them to the sword, and I alone have escaped to tell you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v18"&gt;18 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was yet speaking, another came and said, "Your sons and daughters were eating and drinking wine in the house of their eldest brother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v19"&gt;19 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly a great wind came across the desert and smote the four corners of the house. It fell upon the young people and they are dead; and I alone have escaped to tell you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v20"&gt;20 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Job began to tear his cloak and cut off his hair. He cast himself prostrate upon the ground,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v21"&gt;21 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and said, "Naked I came forth from my mother's womb, and naked shall I go back again. The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v22"&gt;22 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all this Job did not sin, nor did he say anything disrespectful of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in the end..&lt;/span&gt; Job 42: 12-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v12"&gt;12 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the LORD blessed the latter days of Job more than his earlier ones. For he had fourteen thousand sheep, six thousand camels, a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she-asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v13"&gt;13 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he had seven sons and three daughters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v14"&gt;14 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nccbuscc.org/nab/bible/job/job42.htm#foot5"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; of whom he called the first Jemimah, the second Keziah, and the third Keren-happuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v15"&gt;15 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nccbuscc.org/nab/bible/job/job42.htm#foot6"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt; In all the land no other women were as beautiful as the daughters of Job; and their father gave them an inheritance among their brethren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v16"&gt;16 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nccbuscc.org/nab/bible/job/job42.htm#foot7"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt; After this, Job lived a hundred and forty years; and he saw his children, his grandchildren, and even his great-grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v17"&gt;17 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Job died, old and full of years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-116040699624941540?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/116040699624941540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=116040699624941540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116040699624941540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/116040699624941540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/10/job.html' title='Job'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115962755072193574</id><published>2006-09-30T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:02:35.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>especially for us ladies..</title><content type='html'>A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I made the woman she had to be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to all my dear friends, please give your mothers a hug and kiss saying how much you love her today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MOMMY!! MUAX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. looks like my blog is only being updated on saturdays.. guess thats the time when i'm the most free.. nowadays, time just seems to slip through my fingers.. and its NOT like i'm out enjoying myself.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are only 3 words to describe my daily routine.. IMMUNOLOGY, MICROBIOLOGY, and PATHOLOGY.. for all those who are going through it, all the best.. for all who have been through it, *salute*.. for all those who are going to go through it, God bless.. and for those who won't be going through it, good for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, these 3 subjects can be very taxing.. and to proove it.. i found a white hair on Jen.. haha.. see what it can do to a person!! ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also wanna congratulate all the atheletes who competed in IMU CUP regardless of whether you are successful or not.. its the sportmanship that counts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all who will be sitting for exams soon, just wanna wish you guys all the best especially M1/06..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-"Love grows by giving. The love we give away is the only love we keep. The only way to retain love is to give it away."- by Eileen something.. sorry!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115962755072193574?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115962755072193574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115962755072193574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115962755072193574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115962755072193574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/09/especially-for-us-ladies.html' title='especially for us ladies..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115902273437502596</id><published>2006-09-23T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:45:34.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about LOVE</title><content type='html'>To My Friends Who Are...........SINGLE&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but often it hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone who is really worth it. So take your time and choose the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............NOT SO SINGLE&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't about becoming somebody else's 'perfect person.' It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE&lt;br /&gt;Never say 'I love you' if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look in the eye when all you do is lie. The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall and it works both ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............MARRIED&lt;br /&gt;Love is not about 'it's your fault', but 'I'm sorry.' Not 'where are you', but 'I'm right here.' Not 'how could you', but 'I understand.' Not 'I wish you were', but 'I'm thankful you are.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............ENGAGED&lt;br /&gt;The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how good you are for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............HEARTBROKEN&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut as deep as you allow them to go. The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............NAIVE&lt;br /&gt;How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............POSSESSIVE&lt;br /&gt;It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............AFRAID TO CONFESS&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are............STILL HOLDING ON&lt;br /&gt;A sad thing about life is when you meet someone and fall in love, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and that you have wasted years on someone who wasn't worth it. If he isn't worth it now he's not going to be worth it a year or 10 years from now. Let go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL MY FRIENDS.......&lt;br /&gt;My wish for you is a man/women whose love is honest, strong, mature, never-changing, uplifting, protective, encouraging, rewarding and unselfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, trust in God and He will guide your path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i LOVE you dad, mum, bros, family, Jen, friends, and even enemies..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115902273437502596?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115902273437502596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115902273437502596' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115902273437502596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115902273437502596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-about-love.html' title='all about LOVE'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115842093516822795</id><published>2006-09-16T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:35:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>its been quite awhile since i last saw this page.. i guess it must have been really long since i blogged.. got some pretty obvious hints from a few good friends.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks have been pretty busy.. trying to understand all about microorganisms.. who knew that they can cause so much trouble when u can't even see them.. making my life harder only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a typical long day.. but somehow even this late i don't feel like sleeping yet, so here i am.. pity u guys.. :P attended my first CPR class.. was really informative.. then headed over to SFX for a Leadership Formation Camp/Talk by Martin Jalleh.. the fella is so funny!! and to think i wanted to skip it at first.. (oops.. hope Adrian's not reading this.. hehe) but i'm glad i went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. i went for this awesome play yesterday.. the Gospel according to St. Luke by Bruce Kuhn.. its a one man show sorta like a monolouge thingy.. but its so much better than i expected.. so for those who are interested, its still showing at the Actor's studio Bangsar till 1st October..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. this world is getting SMALLER!! everybody i meet seems to know a few of my batchmates.. cool huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing.. me got rejected from donating blood.. sob sob.. Hb count too low.. sigh.. it seems alot of my friends got rejected for some reason or the other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!! ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115842093516822795?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115842093516822795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115842093516822795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115842093516822795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115842093516822795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115728741933609234</id><published>2006-09-03T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:43:39.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life at a glance..</title><content type='html'>sorry i've not updated for a long long time.. i know there's no excuse since i'm on holiday.. but sadly my laptop was in the hospital for about a week already.. its still not back yet.. sob sob.. curi guna my bro's computer now.. since the last time i blogged.. lots of interesting things has happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.8.2006- Genting trip no. 2&lt;br /&gt;went to Genting with the gang.. me, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://followthestarshome.blogspot.com"&gt;jen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ah-pee.blogspot.com"&gt;pei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, denise, chris + girlfriend, and keat seong.. come to think of it, its a rather wierd combination of people.. :P but it was fun nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.8.2006&lt;br /&gt;my last yoga lesson for the elective.. was fun despite multiple aching muscles and joints.. more flexible now.. haha.. now to complete the report.. somebody help me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.8.2006- Pei turns 20..&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday dear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.8.2006-Daniel's birthday..&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday my dearest cousin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.8.2006-2.9.2006 M2/06 orientation..&lt;br /&gt;finally i'm not a baby in IMU anymore.. woohoo!! had the opportunity to become an OO for group 5.. initially, they were so quiet!! but in the end, all was well.. was especially proud of the team spirit you guys had during treasure hunt.. and to my IMCC, you did a great job!! to Farik.. welcome to Malaysia.. glad you love it here.. :D to all my group 5 juniors, it was a pleasure being your OO.. welcome to IMU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.9.2006&lt;br /&gt;holidays are over!! guess its time to make a new "sems" resolution.. which is the same as the previous one.. study harder.. sigh.. see ya'll tomorrow M1/06.. missed you crazy people..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts:&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Ho: sorry lar din blog so long.. din know you missed reading my crap.. bluek!!&lt;br /&gt;A-levels friends: congrats on your excellent results!! all the best in uni.. :D&lt;br /&gt;STPM pals: all the best for your exam..&lt;br /&gt;SAM juniors: good luck for trials!! just give your best and God will take care of the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IMPORTANT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would like to urge all you young and healthy individuals to help out at my church's blood donation cum bone marrow testing.. its next sunday (10th sept)!! besides donating blood, your blood (10ml) will be tested for compatible leukemia patients bone marrow.. if there's a match, you might have just saved a life!! contact me for more information..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115728741933609234?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115728741933609234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115728741933609234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115728741933609234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115728741933609234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/09/life-at-glance.html' title='life at a glance..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115583194073613849</id><published>2006-08-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:37:43.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of no where..</title><content type='html'>today went to summit for my usual yoga lessons.. as i was real early i decided to go to payless books to find something to fill my time.. then i picked this book which was rather interesting.. when i went to pay, the lady behind the counter told me that i need to find 4 more books as the book is 5 for RM 12.. wah wah wah.. damn untung.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to grab a bite while reading my book near a fountain.. while i was devouring my book, this voice beside me suddenly went "excuse me.." so i damn kepo look up i also dunno why.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this lady next to me.. and she was talking to me.. *sweat* she asked me about this guardian sale that was going on a while ago.. and so i told her that now no more.. but got clothes sale instead.. so i suggested why don't she go check it out.. hoping to get back to my book.. but NO!! she had to ask whether i was still studying or working.. so i said i studying lar.. mana tahu so sibuk ask what i study and where wor.. so i said i studying medicine.. at university malaya.. (one small white lie.. mana tahu she stalker or something..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she told me that she got offer from UM for english course.. blah blah blah.. wah.. salute her man.. talk to me like her old friend only.. scary.. then she told me that she was christian.. and asked if i was too.. and i said yeah (i'm 100% Catholic and i'm proud of it.. so no lie there).. then she ask which church.. i said SFX which is technically a lie because i go to CKK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my phone rang.. thanks dad!! life saver.. then i politely and hurriedly said that i've got to go.. and cabut!! and on the way to see my dad i was thinking about what i've told her.. seems like quite a good lie.. haha.. cos UM and SFX are very close to each other.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW!! next time people say excuse me i'll just made don't know lar.. lucky this time was quite a nice lady.. only a tad too friendly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm being arrogant or anything.. but nowadays there are alot of crazy lunatics around.. better be more careful.. so friends, beware.. be alert at all times.. especially girls!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115583194073613849?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115583194073613849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115583194073613849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115583194073613849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115583194073613849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/out-of-no-where.html' title='out of no where..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115555182828217461</id><published>2006-08-14T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T18:44:31.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>masterpieces</title><content type='html'>as we all know, everybody has their own hobbies and passions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, mine is messing around with photoshop though i'm not very good at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/xan%20and%20jen.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my latest work.. (eley.. watch out.. your competitor is here hehe..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and Jen's is writing sweet messages and poems.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one he got from somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;i soared above the songbirds&lt;br /&gt;and never heard them sing&lt;br /&gt;i lived my life in winter&lt;br /&gt;and then u brought the spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the one he wrote in anticipation of Genting trip :P&lt;br /&gt;So, I will stand here forever,&lt;br /&gt;If forever's what it takes,&lt;br /&gt;because you are my forever,&lt;br /&gt;and forever always waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;If roses are black&lt;br /&gt;and violets are brown,&lt;br /&gt;my love for you would never be found.&lt;br /&gt;BUT roses are red&lt;br /&gt;and violets are blue, all i wanna say is i love you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ed's note: love you too dear..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115555182828217461?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115555182828217461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115555182828217461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115555182828217461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115555182828217461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/masterpieces.html' title='masterpieces'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115554265725874466</id><published>2006-08-14T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T16:04:17.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is watching over us..</title><content type='html'>God our Refiner  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi 3:3 says: "He will  sit as a refiner and purifier of silver." This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character  and nature of God.One of the women  offered to find out the process of refining  silver and get back to the group at their next  Bible Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That week, the woman called a  silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work.She didn't mention anything about the reason  for her interest beyond her curiosity about  the process of refining silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she watched the silversmith, he held a  piece of silver over the fire and let it heat  up.  He explained that in refining silver,  one needed to hold the silver in the middle of  the fire where the flames were hottest as to  burn away all the impurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman  thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then  she thought again about the verse that  says:  "He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked the silversmith if  it was true that he had to sit there in front  of the fire the whole time the silver was being  refined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man answered that yes, he not  only had to sit there holding the silver, but  he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a  moment too long in the flames, it would be  destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman was silent for a  moment.  Then she asked the silversmith, "How do you know when the silver is fully  refined?" He smiled at her and answered,  "Oh, that's easy-when I see my image in  it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today you are feeling the heat of  the fire, remember that God has his eye on you  and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115554265725874466?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115554265725874466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115554265725874466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115554265725874466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115554265725874466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/god-is-watching-over-us.html' title='God is watching over us..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115546183394194901</id><published>2006-08-13T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T17:37:13.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sense of hopelesness..</title><content type='html'>i HATE it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. i better justify my previous statements..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to pick my brothers up from their camp in Cheras.. then attended mass there.. during the Celebration of the Eucharist, a lady fainted.. and i just stood where i am not knowing what to do, ignoring the whole thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess not being able to help made me feel very helpless.. so from now on, i'll make sure to study HARDER so that history won't repeat itself.. guess this is God's way of telling me to concentrate more on my studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, jia you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115546183394194901?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115546183394194901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115546183394194901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115546183394194901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115546183394194901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/sense-of-hopelesness.html' title='sense of hopelesness..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115522639358401051</id><published>2006-08-11T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T00:13:13.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again..</title><content type='html'>didn't expect to see this page again so soon.. but then again i have a good reason to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"May your heart be happy &amp; your days be bright. May your roads be smooth &amp;amp; your burdens light. May you find dreams &amp; touch a star &amp;amp; i shall never forget how special YOU ARE" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling Jen sent this phrase to me.. and was so touched..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muax!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115522639358401051?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115522639358401051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115522639358401051' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115522639358401051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115522639358401051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-again.html' title='back again..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115522053923470656</id><published>2006-08-10T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:41:03.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon</title><content type='html'>went to pyramid with Jen today (first official date *blush*).. initially wanted to go skating but i woke up and my legs were aching from yesterdays yoga.. darn it.. and considering the fact that he had training later at night so didn't want to tire him out :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after brunch we went get tickets for both click and garfield.. garfield was nothing much to shout about.. was for the inner child in each one of us.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but click was a whole different story.. it was funny, witty, and touching.. better not tell you guys the gists of it as it'll spoil the fun.. so go watch it ya'll.. the morale of the story is to appreciate all the good things that you have in life and to appreciate those around you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to have waffles for tea.. guess that the best things are meant to be shared eh?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to his car i noticed that the window cleaners didn't clean the windows today.. :( did you know that pyramid actually offers window cleaning services for free?? then they'll stick this card under the wiper saying thank you for patronizing yada yada.. and even the time your window was cleaned.. so when your car is dirty you know where to head for a free clean.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sending me home Jen decided to go and have a chat with my mum.. so sweet :P hehe.. love you for it dear.. muax!! but now he knows more "dark secrets" about me.. crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----for a more detailed version of the story &lt;a href="http://followthestarshome.blogspot.com"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;-----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115522053923470656?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115522053923470656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115522053923470656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115522053923470656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115522053923470656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/movie-marathon.html' title='movie marathon'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115514190183508225</id><published>2006-08-10T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:45:01.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just wanna say..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;happy birthday wei phoi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest pet brother.. hehe.. this guy very naughty wan.. always bully me.. makes me regret ajaking him go yam cha.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, thanks for all those times you were there for me.. for the times you kept me from falling asleep during tuition (or was it the other way around :P).. and for the pranks you pulled on me (i still remember.. the time you tricked me into believing that somebody whacked you up when all the while your hand was stained by some chemical.. cis..) and most of all for you companionship :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so enjoy your last year of being a teen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;your sis..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115514190183508225?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115514190183508225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115514190183508225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115514190183508225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115514190183508225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-wanna-say.html' title='just wanna say..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115510204011349560</id><published>2006-08-09T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T13:40:40.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to all my loved ones..</title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to all those who are dear to me.. family, and friends.. and of course my dear.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;People have said time and again that it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. But what they will probably never understand is how I'll always be a winner for having loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love you all.. muax!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115510204011349560?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115510204011349560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115510204011349560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115510204011349560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115510204011349560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-all-my-loved-ones.html' title='to all my loved ones..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115453071065072088</id><published>2006-08-02T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:58:30.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday daddy!!</title><content type='html'>we love you!! muax muax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. initially wanted to get his favourite chocolate banana cake from secret recipe but sadly the cake melts easily so we decided to get brownies walnut.. guess its his new favourite now.. hehe.. easily satisfied daddy.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03458.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my daddy.. just like kaya toast bread (hard and stern on the outside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but sweetest and softest on the inside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115453071065072088?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115453071065072088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115453071065072088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115453071065072088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115453071065072088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='happy birthday daddy!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115451638779728379</id><published>2006-08-02T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:57:46.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God loves you..</title><content type='html'>and never ever forget that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some times when things doesn't go your way, you'll say to yourself.. where's God?? He says He loves me but He is not here for me when i need Him the most.. well, you know what?? He is there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes when you put your whole heart into a prayer wishing and hoping that He grants your heart deepest desires then WHAM He doesn't grant you that one wish.. you'll be devastated and again question where is God?? He is there.. its just that He knows better whats good for you and whats not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, there was once i hoped that life would come with a step by step manual.. then things would be so much easier and everything would be perfect.. and then a good friend of mine said that life actually does come with a manual.. the BIBLE.. thanks alot.. then of course deer had to say that if life came with a manual, the first thing for me to do is to give him a hug.. (sigh.. great help huh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. here's your reward for "listening" to my thoughts.. a STORY!! woohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He wasgiven a slingshot to play with out in the woods. He practiced in thewoods, but he could never hit the target. Getting a little discouraged,he headed back for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck. Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head, and killed it. He was shocked and grieved. In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile, only to see his sister watching! Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch the next day Grandma said, "Sally, let's wash the dishes." But Sally said, "Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen." Then she whispered to him, "Remember the duck?" So Johnny did the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and Grandma said, "I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper." Sallyjust smiled and said," Well that's all right because Johnny told me he wanted to help." She whispered again, "Remember the duck?" So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's, he finally couldn't stand it any longer. He came to Grandma and confessedthat he had killed the duck. Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug, and said, "Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing, but because I love you, I forgave you. I was just wondering how long you would let Sally make a slave of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day and every day thereafter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done ... and the devil keeps throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt,fear, bad habits, hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.) whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to know that God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing. He has seen your whole life. He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven. He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness, He not only forgives you, but He forgets. It is by God's grace and mercy thatwe are saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and make the difference in someone's life today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share this with a friend and always remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is at the window&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115451638779728379?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115451638779728379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115451638779728379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115451638779728379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115451638779728379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/08/god-loves-you.html' title='God loves you..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115419024336954714</id><published>2006-07-30T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:38:33.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back</title><content type='html'>don't worry.. not going to get all nostalgic again hehe.. just putting up some photos i took during study break and some recent ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MV Doulos&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in case you're wondering what it is.. its a floating bookstore which is almost as old as titanic.. WOW!! it travels around the world and from what i've heard it is planning to come back to port klang.. sob sob.. oh ya.. and guess who i met there.. hehe..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;the rounded steps.. even scarier on the way down.. partly thanks to adrian who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was having fun bouncing on the steps.. haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; some of the stuff i got.. note that the prices are in units (100units=RM8) cool eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;genting trip..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went up to genting with Jen.. (no pei, its not what you think it is..) when we first got out of the bus it was pretty warm and we were kinda disappointed.. but thankfully it got colder in the afternoon as it started drizzling.. and mr macho man had no choice but to use his sweater.. haha.. (male ego :P) erm.. nothing much to say cos Jen has already covered most of it in &lt;a href="http://followthestarshome.blogspot.com"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt; (even down to what i ate.. *blush*).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;result day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oddly enough, my gang decided to watch pirates of the carribean before even getting the results.. pre-results celebration.. haha.. well, thankfully the whole gang managed to pass so everybody is happy.. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;p/s you guys should have seen Geoff's expression when we told him that we're actually getting our grades.. (poor guy thought it was merely pass or fail).. he turned so red and practically started hyperventilating.. haha.. really Geoff, for you there's nothing to worry about lar.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;truly malaysian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. this "carnival" was held by IMU during my study break.. it has lots of malaysian food ranging from nasi lemak to bak chang.. there were some cultural dance as well but we the persatuan perabot perabot perpustakaan didn't really get to watch it.. nothing much really as we're mostly stressed out by the upcoming EOS.. so photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03195.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taken from the 3rd floor..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P1010403.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;we love you yuen teng!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P1010427.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friends forever *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115419024336954714?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115419024336954714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115419024336954714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115419024336954714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115419024336954714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/looking-back.html' title='looking back'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115400386105615506</id><published>2006-07-27T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T20:37:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doctors vs. mechanics</title><content type='html'>A mechanic was removing the cylinder heads from the motor of a car when he spotted the famous heart surgeon in his shop, who was standing off to the side, waiting for the service manager to come to take a look at his car. The mechanic shouted across the garage,"Hello Doctor! Please come over here for a minute." The famous surgeon, a bit surprised, walked over to the mechanic. The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked argumentatively, "So doctor, look at this. I also open  hearts, take valves out, grind 'em, put in new parts, and when I finish this will work as a new one. So how come you get the big money, when you and me is doing basically the same work? " The doctor leaned over and whispered to the mechanic ..... What  did  Doctor  say ??? Guess ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor said : "Try to do it when the engine is running".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilliant eh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115400386105615506?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115400386105615506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115400386105615506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115400386105615506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115400386105615506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/doctors-vs-mechanics.html' title='doctors vs. mechanics'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115400183749277232</id><published>2006-07-27T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T20:03:57.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged.. :(</title><content type='html'>by dear-old-Kajen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, here goes (me first attempt at tags)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 years ago i was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmm.. in std 3 in SRK Sri Subang Jaya.. still naive (and dumb i may add).. playing masak masak every free period with my friends.. using empty groundnut skins as bowles.. toothpicks as chopsticks.. making paper boats when it rains and have paperboat race in the drain (my school used to flood alot).. creating wierd concoctions (cheif chef: fiona low) where we will mix toothpaste, listerine and all kinds of stuff and then try to convince people to eat it (dun think anybody did though.. phew).. also the year when PTS was introduced.. as it was my first MAJOR exam, i was really panicked and i distinctly remembering running to the toilet to answer nature's call just before the exam started.. hehe.. oh ya.. it was around the time XFCJ was formed (whats that u say??  &lt;--- adapted from Naboob's winning cheer!!) well, its a club formed by me and my closest buddies (Xandra, Fiona, Crystal and Ju Enn) it was only much later when we had to rename the club (XFCJ'SS) to include 2 new members (Sharon and Sing Ee) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 years ago i was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, in form 2 SMK USJ 4.. i remember the day i was chosen to be a prefect.. and the hideous uniform we were forced to parade in.. sigh.. imagine, yellow shirt and grey bottom?? who in the right mind will make such a clashing combination?? well the answer is (drum rolls) Pn. Bumble Bee aka Pn. Roebiah Iskandar.. only when Mr. Siva took over we had a decent uniform (sky blue top with white bottom-i admit it wasn't perfect especially during the girls "highlight of the month" but is was much better).. oh did i mention our terrible tie?? it was dark green with our school badge forming polka-dot like design.. ARGH!! i also remember that it wasn't a very good year cos my bestest friend left for Canada and i only found out much later.. sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 year ago i was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in SAM taylors college.. met many new friends.. and many dedicated teachers.. i remember that Puvan once said that mr chong looked like Jay Chow in the headphone.. haha.. you should have seen him blush.. and the time Mrs. boon mistaken the curly wire of a handphone charger to be a bicycle lock.. OMG!! not to mention the numerous times Ms. angelene got pissed off at our class (its for our own good i know..) and the times we would rush off to pyramid during breaks and then rush back just in time for the next lecture.. i also remember the IMU interview and how nervous i was.. ( oh ya, my interviewer is Prof Mak and Dr. P Kumar) and when the results came i was in Penang so my pet bro had to go to my house and read the result to me.. hehe thanks alot dear.. love you for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesterday i was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on holiday till september!! woohoo.. well, yesterday i went to do my elective (YOGA) at fitness first.. and i can honestly say that never in my 19 years of life excercise more put together than yesterday alone.. in yoga, Dr. Dhilip made us do excercise to strenghten our leg muscles.. and then me and irene went body combat straight after my yoga class.. so tiring.. someone be kind enough to give me a massage?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 most recent songs i listened to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mary had a little lamb&lt;br /&gt;2. baa ba black sheep&lt;br /&gt;3. twinkle twinkle little star&lt;br /&gt;4. ABC&lt;br /&gt;5. i'm a little tea pot&lt;br /&gt;well, i dun really listen to music.. and even if i do, i can't remember the artist and title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 songs i know all the words to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-5 church songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 ideal places for running away to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;2. church&lt;br /&gt;3. fitness first??&lt;br /&gt;4. into the arms of a loved one&lt;br /&gt;5. korea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 things i really want:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. to be a great doctor..&lt;br /&gt;2. answers to questions&lt;br /&gt;3. be a better Catholic&lt;br /&gt;4. higher tolerance levels&lt;br /&gt;5. *censored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 things i should be doing right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. catching up on sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. organising my phone book (its in a mess.. any volunteers??)&lt;br /&gt;3. polishing up golf swing (need lot of work here)&lt;br /&gt;4. teaching brothers add math&lt;br /&gt;5. volunteer services to adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 biggest joys in my life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God&lt;br /&gt;2. parents&lt;br /&gt;3. twin brothers (i prayed for them :P)&lt;br /&gt;4. Happy (my dog)&lt;br /&gt;5. friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;people i tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those on my BUDDIES list that hasn't been tagged!!&lt;br /&gt;and all those who reads this and have nothing better to do :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.. DONE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115400183749277232?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115400183749277232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115400183749277232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115400183749277232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115400183749277232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/tagged.html' title='tagged.. :('/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115358638490288993</id><published>2006-07-23T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:39:44.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you!!</title><content type='html'>i really miss all my childhood friends.. (sorry to disappoint anybody :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to my best friend.. Sharon.. miss you so much girl.. faster come back from Canada lar!! well, we had a nice time chatting about the good old days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss all those good times we had together.. all those pranks we played on others.. i know its mean but whats life without some fun?? i still remember the time when we had a new Seni teacher.. we hated her so much cos her perfume was sooooo strong.. even when she walks pass you, you can get choked on her perfume.. so one day, this friend of mine brought a plastic frog ( i have to admit it was really realistic looking) and i put it on the teachers chair.. when she saw it, she screamed.. OMG.. that look was priceless.. haha.. and the other time when we played a prank on a classmate.. the poor guy hated apple juice smell.. and we just had to put bottles of empty juice bottle into his bag.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss those crazy lame games we used to play.. we used to make this film strip (strips of paper stuffed into used film rolls..) then we'd take turns drawing out characters which looks like hands.. (don't ask why).. anyway, all of us were too lazy to bring it back home.. so we'd stuff it in our teachers potted plant everyday at the end of school.. and one day (drum rolls), the teacher decided that it was time to change her plant.. imagine the heartbreak.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss playing in the rain.. in our old school it always floods when it rains.. so we'd make paper boats and see who's will go the furthest before capsizing.. and to keep our shoes dry, we'll take them off and run around.. i know i know its dangerous and dirty.. but when you're young, you tend to do stupid things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss sliding down the driveway with my brothers in our swimsuits.. we'd put soap on the tiled floor and rub it with our lil bodies just to make sure it was even.. then we would slide down and usually crash into the gate below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss the days when exams are so much easier than now.. last time it was like study the night before exams and the results are so much better than now.. in IMU even camping in the library isn't enough to make the deans list (for me lar..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss those days when we're so naive.. the days when talking to guys are like terrible sins.. hehe.. when girls hung out with girls only and vice versa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss taking breakfast in the car and being driven around.. now, its like breakfast in the Audi.. (not the car.. ) driving to uni myself, being bullied on the road.. going through the same jam day in day out.. speaking of which.. anybody wanna be my driver?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss those days when all my cousins used to gather at ah ma's house.. and play our family game called "hantu kala".. now its like all gone off to uni, some working.. (hey cuzzies.. must play one last game before we get too old and wrinkley).. miss going around looking for chicken eggs.. watching cousins climb trees.. remember the swims old Dals went in our private pond.. haha.. (our lil secret eh *winks*)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, miss the good old days when things are less complicated.. miss you all.. i guess when we get older we get more sentimental..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115358638490288993?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115358638490288993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115358638490288993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115358638490288993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115358638490288993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115321351144736324</id><published>2006-07-18T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:10:43.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday.. part 2</title><content type='html'>first of all, thanks to everyone who wished me.. and those who were there to celebrate it for me.. here are some pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;with my family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Yuen steamboat.. hehe.. lots of recommendation from friends so we decided to try it out.. we tried to be smart by leaving the house early to avoid the crowd.. but guess what?? it was already crowded by 7.. imagine, 2 floors about 50 tables.. still got people waiting outside.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this pic was taken secretly.. hehe.. cos scared kena marah by some grumpy customers.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after we got a table, we went to check out the food.. and ate dessert before the meal.. haha.. there's a wide selection of practically everything you can dump in to the soup.. then my bro went to get some fried chicken.. this place is famous for their fried chicken.. so naturally, there was a long que.. adrian told me that the customers will rush for the chicken.. and i thought.. how bad can it be?? well, it was bad.. people were so barbaric.. they rush and they push.. some even went to the extend of scooping a pile of chicken with their plate and not use the thongs provided.. imagine that.. and when my mum went to take someone even took a couple of pieces of her plate.. terrible Malaysian attitute.. haha.. mum was shaking.. :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;other than the chicken ordeal, the dinner was real nice.. lots of seafood and ice cream.. hehe.. to all who are planning to go.. please go after 9.. the crowd is more under control.. hehe..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;with AOY-ians..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we went to nandos.. yummy.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03240.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh no.. now everybody knows my age.. :P haha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after dinner, irene discovered that one of her tires had a flat.. so being girls, me, irene and ivy didn't have a clue what to do.. thank God for adrian who gave us a lesson on how to pump air.. haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with IMU gang.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we went to mid valley to watch pirates 2.. it was a great show but terrible ending.. they left the show half hanging and we were protesting!! haha.. then went to have lunch.. after much consideration, we went to Nando.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03334.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh dear.. another one of angelene's victim.. Geoff.. and check out pei's new haircut..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;needless to say, food and company was great!!.. li shan suddenly drags denise out saying she wanted to check something out.. then the lights went on and off like in a horror movie.. OOOooooOOO!! hehe.. and angelene began eating so slow until hwei wan started to time her.. imagine!!.. then the lights went off.. and denise and li shan started singing a happy birthday song.. and the whole shop joined in.. it was a good thing the lights were off though.. i'm sure i was blushing.. hehe.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leaving in style.. from top: Geoffrey, hwei wan, pei.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we went to IMU to collect out results.. anyways, thats a whole different story.. thanks again guys.. see ya!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with G4 gang.. together with reunion.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/IMG_0289.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and krish..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P7070036.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115321351144736324?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115321351144736324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115321181029679109</id><published>2006-07-18T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T16:36:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denise's birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i know.. it was ages ago.. sorry girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated it during study break.. just before an MMS sesion.. here are some pics..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first lighting.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Geoff lighting it the second time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as it was a surprise, we had no idea when denise was going to show up.. lol.. so we lighted it prematurely.. then we waited.. and the candles kept on melting so we panicked and blew it off before it got too short.. but just after the last candle went off, angelene called to say denise is already on the way.. crap.. so we faster light it again.. haha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it says "we love you Denise!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115321181029679109?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115321181029679109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115321181029679109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115321181029679109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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er since jem and aaron are more than willing to give a lecture on how to treat girls, i'm sure they woundn't mind answering some of these queries.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. why does guys (usually) treat their ex like crap?? even if they are the one who called it off??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what does guys think of girls who expresses their feelings first??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. why do (most) guys like skimpy looking girls compared to decent ones??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. are guys concerned about their weight??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. why do (most) guys act differently with their girlfriends than when they are out with guy friends??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. why are (some) guys jealous when their girl talks to other guys but can't understand why their girlfriend is mad at them for talking to other girls?? i mean, what goes around comes around.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these questions are just my thoughts.. it is not meant to kena-kan anybody.. but if you feel insulted, check yourself in the mirror because siapa makan cili dia rasa pedas.. no offence ya.. just would like to know more about the opposite sex and their increasingly complex mind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115270438981968739?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115270438981968739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115270438981968739' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115270438981968739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115270438981968739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/questions-without-answers-yet.html' title='questions without answers YET..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115253705584209008</id><published>2006-07-10T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:10:55.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changing roles..</title><content type='html'>the other day i went to help adrian do some shopping for stuff to donate to the orang asli kids.. so we went to IKEA where we can get all the stuff under one roof.. toys from ikea, books and stationery from popular and titbits from tesco.. all these are additional stuff because of some gracious parents who donated a whooping $600.. i know its not much but it does help.. so we spent $120 on toys, $280+$300 on stationery.. sadly there's none left for titbits.. but, adrian managed to grab a bag of Daims for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the way home, adrian phone rang.. it was some guy campaining for adrian to join fitness first.. adrian politely said he was just a youth minister and he doesn't have to funds to spare eventhough he really needs it.. (he said it.. i'm not making it up).. so anyways, he guy keeps on trying to persuade adrian to join.. and then, adrian found out that the guys was a roman catholic too.. (aha.. this is where the fun starts and the tables are turned)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adrian: oh, so which church did you go to??&lt;br /&gt;the guy: er, st. ignatious..&lt;br /&gt;adrian: so do you go to church often??&lt;br /&gt;the guy: *sweat* er.. only when i have the time..&lt;br /&gt;adrian: how can like that wan?? then what happen when you die God don't have time for you??&lt;br /&gt;haha.. after adrian hung up, he laughed and said "instead of him evangelising me to fitness first i evangelised him.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats the good old adrian.. i on the other hand was having a good laugh and was already planning to put in on my bloggie.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115253705584209008?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115253705584209008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115253705584209008' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115253705584209008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115253705584209008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/changing-roles.html' title='changing roles..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115250649478164444</id><published>2006-07-10T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T12:41:34.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.H.E.W</title><content type='html'>a huge sigh of relief.. my name is not on the VIVA list.. hurray!! meaning i don't have to face some mean looking lecturers shooting questions at me while i'm freaking out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one hurdle over, but now the big question still remains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this IMU really too much lar.. they already know our results since they call people for borderline viva.. but they had to make us wait and wait and wait for our actual results till thurs.. don't they know what stress and anxiety can do to our poor souls.. i mean they are the ones who filled our puny little heads with all the Cushings disease crap.. sigh.. well, its not like i've got a choice.. just enjoy my holiday.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115250649478164444?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115250649478164444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115250649478164444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115250649478164444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115250649478164444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/phew.html' title='P.H.E.W'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115211742435123238</id><published>2006-07-06T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:15:22.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday!!</title><content type='html'>to yours truly.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks you guys who wish me.. so sweet.. love you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muax muax!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s "celebrating birthdays are like celebrating your decaying process" quote from PJ.. :P (see?? i pay attention in lectures.. hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also a very happy birthday to my friends who's birthday falls on the same day as me.. yee chean and irda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the july babies, happy birthday too..&lt;br /&gt;1st-diyana&lt;br /&gt;2nd-krish&lt;br /&gt;3rd-amelia&lt;br /&gt;4th-(a girl from M1/06) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;5th-melanie&lt;br /&gt;6th-xandra, yee chean, irda&lt;br /&gt;19th-aditya&lt;br /&gt;28th-daddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115211742435123238?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115211742435123238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115211742435123238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115211742435123238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115211742435123238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115202311561495599</id><published>2006-07-04T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T19:28:15.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G4 reunion!!</title><content type='html'>told you i'll be back soon.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey all G4 people.. its been half a year since we closed our SAM books and went our seperate ways.. but now, since Krish (our dear class rep) is back from Australia, and Puvan is leaving for Manipal soon, AND, me and Andrew just finish our EOS, it makes a great time for our first reunion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details:&lt;br /&gt;date: 7th july 2006&lt;br /&gt;time: at night (not sure exactly.. should be 7-ish)&lt;br /&gt;place: Andrew's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hope you guys can make it.. it will be great to catch up with you all.. see ya!!&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos of the reunion cum BBQ.. (coming soon!!)&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;a href="http://http://www.xanga.com/ashley_waiyi/"&gt;wai yi&lt;/a&gt; said, the food was great.. thanks to the cooks.. oh ya, we even made our own G4 garlic bread.. (Kris wanted to save money so we didn't buy the ready made ones) at first it was too hot because we put in too much garlic.. with a few adjustments to our "recipe" it was delicious.. "can tanding pizza hut wan d" says Maine.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC01015.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my hands, krish, maine with her master piece, and wee kee the plate holder cum QC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then there was the other food.. a little birdie told me that andrew and &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/shengmae/"&gt;mae&lt;/a&gt; did the marinating.. it was dee-licious.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC01034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;andrew and mae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wee kee did the super-salty salmon..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC01044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wee kee and maine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and puvan did the satay.. i think.. sorry i was being truly malaysian by coming late.. sob.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P7070030.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;puvan and sher rene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and to top it all, they bought krish and i our birthday cake.. it was so sweet of them.. there are 17 small candles plus one big one.. no i'm not that old yet.. can't you tell?? well, mae said that 8 of the small ones are krish's and 9 are mine.. yes yes i am older than him.. :P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/IMG_0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and krish.. happy belated birthday dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P7070036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh not forgetting dear old Kim.. poor thing it is more afrait of you lar wee kee than you are of her.. lol.. first dog i see eating bulbs of garlic and actually enjoying it.. hehe.. me own dog is contented with ice cream.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it was nice seeing you guys after such a long time.. looking forward to our next reunion in krish's place.. :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gonna miss you guys.. keep in touch ya..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P7070035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115202311561495599?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115202311561495599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115202311561495599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115202311561495599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115202311561495599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/g4-reunion.html' title='G4 reunion!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115202285158077338</id><published>2006-07-04T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:42:07.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>with a brand new blog skin too.. isn't it so cute!! i love it so much.. thank you bro.. he got the idea from a wrapping paper he saw at school and i guess it reminded him of me.. aww.. and to think he did it all in less that a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as you guys may have already noticed my pattern, my blog is only dynamic after exams or when i'm super free.. yup, you've guessed it.. i just finish my EOS.. phew.. one semester down.. NINE more to go.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i don't feel relieved.. well, at least until i get the results and the confirmation that i do not have to RESIT or VIVA.. the SAQ was a real killer.. put all the previous tests i've done to shame man.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but OPSE was fun.. we get to meddle with the models.. was kinda tempted to meddle with the labels.. hehe.. but since i'm such a kind person i didn't.. :P i have one complain about the OPSE system though..&lt;br /&gt;1. the buzzer was scary.. i mean imagine you concentrating very hard, squeezing your cereberum for an answer, the buzzer beeps so loud and sadly to say its a very wierd sound.. you literally jump out of your chair and rotate to the next cubical.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;2. i was reading the question when all of a sudden a pair of legs popped out from under the table!! argh.. cos there was a perosn sitting opposite me and the table was kinda short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, all that was history.. now to plan how to enjoy holidays.. muahaha... that i am good at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, DENISE has updated her blog.. alert the press!! hehe.. good job girl.. but she only did it to complain having to wait for me for 2 hours to finish my OPSE because my name starts with X.. hehe.. i'm so "touched"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the i finished my OPSE, we went curve.. have been wanting to go there for ages.. so when Geoff said we're going curve i said "YAY!!".. hehe hope didn't rupture your tympanic membrane (aka ear drums).. hehe.. had a nice lunch at Italianis.. huge portions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03137.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love the ambience, just like a good old traditional family dinner..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03138.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spaghetti and meatballs.. yum.. but someone had to point out that the meatballs are like testes, the topping is the epididymis, and the spaghetti is the pampiniform plexus.. LOL..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03139.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;roasted chicken italianis.. with loads of potatoes.. Denise drools.. :P hehe..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;huge peperoni pizza.. yummy..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;er.. i think this is the classic pizza..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're loving it.. sorry mc D.. hehe..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a toast to our dear friend yuen teng who is going to UKM.. sob sob..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03158.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isn't the background so overseas-like..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then we went walking around.. kinda like lost sheep because for the first time in months (ok ok.. maybe i'm exagerating a little :P) we actually have tonnes of time on our hands.. usually it is just like goble goble up lunch and then go library to warm up the chair.. sad huh.. well, what do you expect.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but sadly, we had to say goodbye to yuen.. (yuen, if you're reading this do remember to keep in touch and keep your IMU student ID so you can visit us anytime you're free.. and don't forget you promised to sneak us in to your campus and introduce us to your cadaver.. hehee.. :P love ya girl..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then we went to IKEA cos Ange wanted to get something.. and we became their spokesperson.. haha.. don;t you just love their designs?? it made us take a peep into the future and dream of having a beautifully decorated house.. but reality hit that we're a long way from all that.. sigh.. hehe.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those who are planning to read medicine, be warned:&lt;br /&gt;be prepared to spend alot alot alot of time studying because no matter how much you study, you can never seem to remember all the stuff.. but at the same time, it is interesting as you learn more about your body.. and its all you ever think abour where ever you go.. in a good way of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance, just now we went to IKEA and we saw a rug with little bristle like thingies.. and we went like.. "HEY, microvilli!!".. get what i mean?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess thats all for now.. will be back soon!! ciaoz!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115202285158077338?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115202285158077338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115202285158077338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115202285158077338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115202285158077338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back_04.html' title='i&apos;m back!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115046882499120972</id><published>2006-06-16T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:40:25.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel's birthday..</title><content type='html'>guess what?? the birthday boy made us dinner.. and (surprisingly) it was really good considering he cooked it all from scratch.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03096.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a photo of the chef with his masterpieces..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and all the lucky people who tasted his cooking.. hehe..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the yummy cake.. but.. try counting the candles.. you'll notice that the figure on the cake doesn't coincide.. haha.. hmm.. wonder who's mistake.. hehe.. jk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing says it better than a smile.. (non-verbal communication.. darn.. all this jargons better stop popping up in my head.. hehe..)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the yummy food was washed down my sago gula melaka.. very nice considering we're his guinea pigs.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;happy birthday again daniel.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115046882499120972?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115046882499120972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115046882499120972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115046882499120972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115046882499120972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/06/daniels-birthday.html' title='Daniel&apos;s birthday..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115046767831150664</id><published>2006-06-16T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:21:18.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom!!</title><content type='html'>unfortunately, like all good things, it doesn't last.. have to start studying again for EOS.. sigh.. might as well live in the library already.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for a sneak preview of what happened in the past week.. (backwards :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After Summative 2 celebration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the test.. some of us had to go and do our AIR topic (ask IMU lar why put dateline same day as exam.. sigh).. while the rest of us went to endah parade.. all the way to eat thong yuen.. hehe.. yum.. and when we were pouring in the sugar, our minds were saying "diabetes mellitus, hyperglycaemia, glycosuria".. seriously, this medical thingy is starting to grow on us.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the rest have submitted their AIR, we went midvalley.. woohoo!! watched runaway vacation.. basically its a movie about this family who (in my opinion) treats their father really badly.. but the father still goes the distance for his family (aww.. so sweet).. well it was a really touching movie and i guess the moral of the story is to treat your parents better.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i went to watch Tokyo Drift.. it was a great movie.. lots of action.. the best part is, the accidents in the movie make my accident look really teeny weeny.. haha.. after the movie.. some smart fella went and make a wrong turn so we spent a significant amount of time sightseeing in Bangsar.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03158.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;then went to had dinner in asia cafe.. you must be wondering why i'm so free to take a photo of the receipt.. well.. look carefully. the price for the drink is RM1.30 and RM 3.80.. which is ok.. then they give us a 5% discount and then a 5% government tax.. so it comes out to the same.. this really doesn;t make sense.. sigh.. the extent people will go to make their stuff look cheaper.. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, my final PBL in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="239" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03079.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last PBL with this group.. and this is what our typical PBL sessions look like..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC03077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss you guys.. *sob sob*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115046767831150664?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115046767831150664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115046767831150664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115046767831150664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115046767831150664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/06/freedom.html' title='freedom!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115011534220415498</id><published>2006-06-12T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T20:41:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me playing KNIGHT ONLINE!!!!</title><content type='html'>Can u imagine me playing Knight Online??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe myself doing it either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i did not actually played it.. but was actually doing my bro a favour (ahem.. how noble :p)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely.. i thought.. just ON the computer.. set it on macro.. and my job's done.. i can study in peace.. with dad, my twin bros up in Prai for 3 whole days.. for their usual bowling tournaments.&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving on Friday morning, my bro set-up everything, Chocokid, an archer on one computer and another character, Botakchee a mage on another computer, gave me last minute briefings.. and i was telling him.. piece of cake.. i can do it.. u just go and do your best and assuring him that i wont fail him.. will do my best... bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first taste of knight online was after my PBL, i came back home.. sat in front of the computer and actually started to see what the heck Knight Online is all about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone was asking, "Choco are you there?" I looked at the few sheets of instructions that he had scribbled for me.. but none gave me any indications on how to reply.. mmm.. i began experimenting.. but couldnt type anything.. gave him a call.. and he explained.. ok.. fine.. all goes well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly.. something urgent came up.. and i kept my cool.. send choco to town and i bravely and proudly run back.. i know the way (bursts with pride :D).. haha.. and suddenly.. this pack of dogs, saber tooth attack me.. and i was like.. freaking out.. can actually feel that the dogs are actually attacking the real xandra.. omg.. my heart of beating so fast.. fingers trembling... epinephrine levels shoots up.. and everything went topsy turvy.. like when studying CNS.. crap..&lt;br /&gt;after finally getting myself together.. i went back to my notes.. feeling that i have accomplished playing knight online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the party leader wanted to change location to a better place where the players can earn more experience.. and therefore, went to Machi.. (dunno the actual name of the dogs).. my gosh.. they are hell.. its so ferrocious.. and since Botakchee is a mage.. he can tp all the other players without them walking (how i wish, we can have mage in our real world). Before i could reach the destination, i was eaten alive by the dogs.. and i was so terrified.. hands trembling&lt;br /&gt;and the party leader was so impatient, was hurrying me.. and i was like.."idiotic bro why must i do this for u, i've got better things to do!!" . The other side of me.. i want to set a good example (ahem) that everything is possible.. so i told myself.. dont give up.. this is just some computer games.. and of course.. i SUCCEEDED to reach the place the party leader wanted me to be.. and successfully, tp all the other players too..(grins widely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually sat in front of both the monitors and enjoy looking at all those knights, achers and what-nots killing all those montrous dogs (with the clock ticking closer and closer to my summative 2.. argh!!!!!!!!) .. i think i spend more time looking at the screen than to actually studying for my summative test which is this coming friday.. *regrets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my dinner.. my yum cha with my old friends.. all because of manning the stupid game for my bro..(not really that stupid, but i actually did had a little fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing happen was.. I was chatting with my bro (who logs in at a cyber cafe in Prai) on a computer.. not realising that a Troll Warrior was attacking his other character on another computer.. he typed.. RUN.. so being the innocent and blur me.. i thought.. he wanted to say, chiao, tata, goodbye.. goodnnite.. so being me, his good kind loving sister.. i bid him goodnite, sweetdreams. He shouted and typed out.. TW attacking you on the other computer.. When i finally knew what he meant.. i rolled my chair to the next computer and got a real horrifying shock to see the TW who was so near.. again.. my hands were trembling, could feel the cold sweat.. hearts pounding.. my Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. i went to bed at around 2am.. and up by 7am.. to set his game on macro.. and went back to study.. and guess what.. i couldnt study.. too many things happen.. i need to do this.. i need to do that.. and when anything happens.. i break into cold sweat.. heart pounding..fingers trembling and wat i could conclude is.. PLAYING KNIGHT ONLINE is so much more difficult than to study medicine.. so for now on.. it will be just.. Xandra is going to be a doctor.. ahahaha.. well, call me nuts but at least my notes can't attack me.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so glad that my brothers are back.. i dont have to man his game..&lt;br /&gt;but i must say it was worth it as he was the 2nd block leader in the Penang circuit 2006.. but sadly.. not for the finals as he injured his finger.. anyways, congrats bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi bro.. you owe me a dinner at TGI.. hehe.. muax!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115011534220415498?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115011534220415498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115011534220415498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115011534220415498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115011534220415498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-playing-knight-online.html' title='me playing KNIGHT ONLINE!!!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-115001146187499015</id><published>2006-06-11T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T15:37:41.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 questions God won't ask you..</title><content type='html'>1. God won't ask what kind of car you drove, He'll ask how many people you drove who didn't have transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. God won't ask the square footage of your house, He'll ask how many people you welcomed into your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. God won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet, He'll ask how many you helped clothe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. God won't ask what your highest salary was, He'll ask if you gave some to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. God won't ask what your job title was,He'll ask if you performed your job to the best ofyour ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. God won't ask how many friends you had, He'll ask how many people to whom you were a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. God won't ask in what neighborhood you lived, He'll ask how you treated your neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. God won't ask about the color of your skin, He'll ask about the content of your character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. God won't ask why it took you so long to seek Salvation, He'll lovingly take you to your mansion in heaven, and not to the gates of Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. God won't have to ask how many people you forwarded this to, He already knows whether or not you are ashamed to share this information to whom you love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-115001146187499015?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/115001146187499015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=115001146187499015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115001146187499015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/115001146187499015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/06/10-questions-god-wont-ask-you.html' title='10 questions God won&apos;t ask you..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114985146456581613</id><published>2006-06-09T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:41:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first kiss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*warning*&lt;/span&gt; if you are looking for a sneak preview of some juicy gossip or insights to my love life you are not at the right place.. come to think of it.. my love life= Tortora.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. let me set you straight.. today, is my CAR's first kiss (by me lar) sigh..today, an extremely strong magnetic force was holding me to my bed.. can't get up.. but i guess you could call it laziness.. *regrets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, naturally was rushing for time to get to lecture.. and out of nowhere CRASH!! (literally cos i didn't hear anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda shocked (ok.. to be honest, Very) and i got down to talk to the lady.. of all my luck she had to be speaking Mandarin.. crap.. so was struggling with my banana-ness and my shakiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully it happen near my house so i called my parents.. really didn't want to initially cos i was afraid of getting skinned alive but eventually..............&lt;br /&gt;xan: mum.........&lt;br /&gt;mum: yeah??&lt;br /&gt;xan: i bbbang someone..&lt;br /&gt;mum: where??&lt;br /&gt;xan: (gives description)&lt;br /&gt;mum: ok i'll be there..&lt;br /&gt;my dad somehow knew what had happen.. (don't ask me how.. it must be parents instincts)..&lt;br /&gt;he was already at the door before my mum even told him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they came.. dad settle with the lady and mum sent me to uni which is a good thing cos i was shaking like a leaf.. if i had continued to drive i probably would have accumulated more than a year's worth of dents and scratches.. *sweat* or should i say perspiration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily my car has just a few scratches which came off after polishing (except one which now serves as a painful reminder).. phew.. but the lady's ISWARA was dented.. (so much for belilah barangan buatan Malaysia :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so, the big question.. *drum rolls* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;did i get scolded???&lt;/span&gt; miraculously no&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (jealous?? hehe)..&lt;/span&gt; *sighs with relief* i guess my parents was more than thankful that i'm ok.. although i did get some new driving pointers.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..anyways, really owe it to my parents for being supportive.. muax!! love you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story is:&lt;br /&gt;1. wake up earlier..&lt;br /&gt;2. look-and-go: don't assume there's no car..&lt;br /&gt;3. learn mandarin or any other dialect..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114985146456581613?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114985146456581613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114985146456581613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114985146456581613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114985146456581613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-kiss.html' title='first kiss..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114934331711600526</id><published>2006-06-03T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T22:08:49.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTN: all medical students</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Petition against new immigration/work permit rules for international medical students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This online petition simply calls for a delay in the implementation of&lt;br /&gt;the new immigration and visa rules for international medical students&lt;br /&gt;currently studying at a UK medical school, until they have completed&lt;br /&gt;their entire postgraduate training (to CCT level or equivalent). Rather&lt;br /&gt;than introduce these new immigration and visa changes in one step, we,&lt;br /&gt;the undersigned, would ask the Home Office to phase in the new&lt;br /&gt;regulations over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Home Office has recently announced changes to the immigration rules, which&lt;br /&gt;will make it almost impossible for international (non-UK/EEA) doctors to get&lt;br /&gt;post-foundation programme jobs in the UK. Under the new rules, all international&lt;br /&gt;doctors will need to be awarded a work permit in order to work in the UK, and will only be&lt;br /&gt;offered a job if there is no suitable EU or UK applicant for the job that they&lt;br /&gt;are applying to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst this should ensure that there are enough jobs nationwide for medical graduates&lt;br /&gt;of EEA/UK origin, our international medical students have had the rug pulled&lt;br /&gt;out from under them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our current international medical students decided to pursue their medical education in the UK, the immigration rules that existed at the time entitled them to the same access to post-graduate jobs and training as UK graduates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the government has decided to change the rules, with no exemption for those international students who are already studying medicine in the UK. We believe this is a serious injustice for those international students who made their decision to pursue their medical education in the UK on the basis that they would be permitted to complete their post-graduate medical training here. Many will now be forced to return to their home countries after just one year as an SHO, in order to complete their postgraduate training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This petition asks that the new rulings be phased in, and that international students (who will graduate or have already graduated from a UK medical school) are allowed to complete their post-graduate training in the UK. We believe this is the only fair and honourable way for the government to proceed, as our current international students had no idea, when they decided to study here, that the goal posts would be moved so dramatically midway through their undergraduate/ postgraduate education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;The government has recently announced changes to the immigration rules, which will make it almost impossible for international (non-UK/EEA) doctors to get post-foundation programme jobs in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the new regulations, graduating International Medical Students (IMS) will be EXCLUDED for appointment in training posts after Foundation Year 2 unless there is evidence from the employer that there are no qualified UK/EEA applicants for the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This prevents all applicants from being assessed fairly during the process of recruitment, thus ending the equal opportunities policy and enforcing discriminatory practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many International Medical Students who chose to study medicine at UK institutions were led to believe that equal opportunities for appointment to training posts would apply upon graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of International Medical Graduates (IMGs) trained in the UK come from developing countries with limited opportunities and resources for specialised training. Denying IMGs equal opportunities to train could mark looming healthcare crises in these countries due to future shortages of specialists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training links between various countries and the NHS that have been carefully nurtured for over 50 years could be dissolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out more about this issue, please visit this website: &lt;a href="http://www.medschoolsonline.co.uk/index.php?pageid=149"&gt;http://www.medschoolsonline.co.uk/index.php?pageid=149&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114934331711600526?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114934331711600526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114934331711600526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114934331711600526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114934331711600526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/06/attn-all-medical-students.html' title='ATTN: all medical students'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114926489454122422</id><published>2006-06-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:14:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>absence makes the heart fonder.. (so true)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC01687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC01687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss my brothers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sob sob.. they will be away for 3 days, 72 hours, 4320 minutes, 259200 seconds..&lt;br /&gt;and i miss them already.. how????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. now this is FOOD for thought.. when they are around.. its always the same..&lt;br /&gt;1. us fighting for the side seat in the car..&lt;br /&gt;but sadly i always loose cos shortest sit in the middle.. sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;2. me scolding them for leaving just one miserable cookie in a huge container.. just so they are not the one who finish it=don't have to wash up..&lt;br /&gt;3. squabbling over the tv.. them and their ESPN and me and my CSI..&lt;br /&gt;and the list just goes on and on.. but then again.. now that no one is fighting with me for the ASTRO remote.. i don't watch tv also.. isn't it weird.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. when they get back i'm going to give them a big big bear hug whether they like it or not.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114926489454122422?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114926489454122422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114926489454122422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114926489454122422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114926489454122422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/06/absence-makes-heart-fonder-so-true.html' title='absence makes the heart fonder.. (so true)'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114907435615163030</id><published>2006-05-31T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T19:19:16.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMSA world no tobacco day</title><content type='html'>this special day is dedicated to create awareness on the dangers of smoking.. i think it went pretty well.. again.. more pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see what the poster says.. (to the guys.. hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02960.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;say NO to cigarettes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cute badges.. still up for grabs.. place your orders here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (except for the middle one.. this one special edition :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bottom line is.. stop smoking now.. if you love yourself and others around you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114907435615163030?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114907435615163030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114907435615163030' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114907435615163030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114907435615163030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/amsa-world-no-tobacco-day.html' title='AMSA world no tobacco day'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114907371556374154</id><published>2006-05-31T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T19:08:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irene bday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;happy belated birthday!! hope you enjoyed the dinner.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;more photos.. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Irene getting her Backwards bday song.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02940.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;erm.. there's more "censored" pics.. hehe.. Irene quick make me an offer i can't resist.. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114907371556374154?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114907371556374154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114907371556374154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114907371556374154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114907371556374154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/irene-bday.html' title='Irene bday!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114847900521183230</id><published>2006-05-24T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:56:45.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALE pregnancy?!!?!?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/lee.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/lee.0.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently received an e-mail from a friend about this Mr. Lee Mingwei.. a pregnant Male.. i don't know how far it is true but its very... er.. i've got no words to describe what he has done but what i know is that i wouldn't want anyone i love to do it.. especially my family and friends.. so guys, please please leave child bearing to your WIFE and concentrate on more important things ya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, you can check out the website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malepregnancy.com"&gt;www.malepregnancy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114847900521183230?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114847900521183230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114847900521183230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114847900521183230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114847900521183230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/male-pregnancy.html' title='MALE pregnancy?!!?!?!?!?!?'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114821007939719190</id><published>2006-05-21T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T19:41:46.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Da Vinci Code..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DVC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DVC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.syfc.org.sg/events/dvc/cinema.html"&gt;http://www.syfc.org.sg/events/dvc/cinema.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very cute video on DVC.. turn on your speakers and enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the serious stuff.. (extracted from an e-mail send by Anne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Big Lies in the Da Vinci Code By James A. Beverley Source: &lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;http://www.charismamag.com/display.php?id=12860&lt;/a&gt; Don't be fooled. Here are just a few ways Dan Brown's best-selling book twists and distorts the truth of the gospel. In a little more than three years The Da Vinci Code has become the best-selling adult novel of all time. It has also become the subject of intense debate among Christians because of its radical claims that undermine basic Christianity. Why all the fuss over a work of fiction? The answer lies on Page 1, where author Dan Brown asserts that "all descriptions of artwork, architecture, documents, and secret rituals in this novel are accurate." In reality, the novel is a model of inaccuracy in almost every subject it addresses. Critics have noted its mistakes in mathematics, French geography and even the layout of the Louvre. More important, Brown's jarring claims about Jesus, the Bible, secret societies and ritual sex are based on shallow research, sloppy investigation and careless thought. However, given the novel's popularity and the staggering bravado in its tone, it is necessary for Christians to provide a critique of its central blunders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 20 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.The Bible was invented by Roman Emperor Constantine in the fourth century. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Da Vinci Code reports that "Constantine commissioned and financed a new Bible," one that left out the Gnostic texts and included the four traditional Gospels. In fact, Constantine had nothing to do with the making of the Christian canon. He is not even mentioned in the standard Cambridge History of the Bible. The traditional Gospels were recognized by virtually all Christians 150 years before Constantine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. The Dead Sea Scrolls and the Gnostic Gospels are the "earliest Christian records." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so. The Dead Sea Scrolls were discovered in 1947 and date from 250 B.C. to A.D. 100. However, these documents have virtually nothing to do with Christianity but with various Jewish groups, rituals and ideas before and during the time of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gnostic Gospels offer a twisted and heretical version of the Christian faith, but they didn't come into existence until about a century or more after the death of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earliest Christian records are the writings of the New Testament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. The Gnostic Gospels present a positive view of the feminine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gnostic texts are said to picture a human, sexualized Jesus who embraced the sacred feminine. Actually, the Jesus presented in the Gnostic material is often simply weird, and the underlying ideology tends to be radically anti-feminine. Consider this bizarre passage from the Gospel of Thomas: "Simon Peter said to them, 'Make Mary leave us, for females don't deserve life.' Jesus said, 'Look, I will guide her to make her male, so that she too may become a living spirit resembling you males. For every female who makes herself male will enter the kingdom of Heaven.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Early Christians did not believe Jesus was God's Son. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a bizarre claim, rooted in either willful ignorance or blindness to the obvious. After 2,000 years, people continue to debate whether Jesus is the Son of God. But what has never been subject to doubt is that early Christians confessed that Jesus is God's Son, as the following Scriptures indicate: "Simon Peter answered and said, 'You are the Christ, the Son of the living God'" (Matt. 16:16); "But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son" (Gal. 4:4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The Council of Nicea (A.D. 325) invented the divinity of Jesus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to Brown's claim, the famous church council met to clarify the divinity of Jesus, not create it. There are thousands of references to the divinity of Jesus in Christian literature and archaeology before the Council at Nicea. This includes the hundreds of claims in the New Testament and the witness of early church leaders through the second and third centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Jesus was really a pagan or a witch. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No standard reference works on witchcraft ever include Jesus as a witch or pagan. The novel attempts to argue that Jesus was a copycat figure of ancient pagan deities. This view depends on totally ignoring the Jewish context of the life and teaching of Jesus. If Jesus had been a pagan or a witch, this would have been noticed by the Jewish leaders who opposed Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Jesus was married to Mary Magdalene. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel claims that there are "countless references" to their union in ancient history and that the topic "has been explored ad nauseam by modern historians." First, there is nothing in the New Testament or other first century material about such a marriage. Second, there is no explicit mention of the alleged marriage in the Gnostic material of the second and third centuries. All we have in the Gnostic material is one reference to Mary as the "companion" of Jesus. That word, however, does not usually mean "spouse" or "wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Jesus and Mary had a child named Sarah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel claims Mary was pregnant at the time of the death of Jesus. Joseph of Arimathea, her uncle, helped her move to France. There she gave birth to a girl she named Sarah. Mary and Sarah found refuge in the Jewish community in France. We are told that "countless scholars of that era chronicled Mary Magdalene's days in France." This is nothing but historical junk first made popular by the 1982 potboiler Holy Blood, Holy Grail. There are no ancient documents supporting any of these claims, and no scholars of that era chronicled these alleged events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. There was a smear campaign against Mary Magdalene in Catholic tradition. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the contrary, Mary Magdalene receives positive attention in the Bible and in Catholic tradition. In fact, she is regarded as a saint, and her Feast Day is July 22. As a close disciple of Jesus, she was one of the first witnesses of His resurrection. The mistaken view that she was a prostitute did not arise until A.D. 591 when Pope Gregory I confused her with a prostitute mentioned in Luke 7:36-50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. A secret society named the Priory of Sion started in 1099 and has protected the bones of Mary Magdalene and documents about the bloodline of Jesus Christ. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most significant blunders of The Da Vinci Code. The Priory of Sion was actually started in France on May 7, 1956, by a con artist named Pierre Plantard (1920-2000). The Priory was first a civic organization. In the 1960s Plantard created the mythology of a secret society led by figures such as Isaac Newton and Leonardo da Vinci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Ancient documents about the Priory were discovered in the Bibliotheque Nationale in Paris in 1975. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Da Vinci Code refers to these alleged parchments as Les Dossiers Secrets. These documents are not ancient but are actually forgeries done by Philippe de Ch®risey (1925-1985), a co-conspirator with Plantard. They were not discovered by the French library in 1975 but were placed there by Plantard in 1967.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both de Ch®risey and Plantard admitted the hoax before their deaths. In fact, Plantard was forced to admit his fraud before Judge Thierry Jean-Pierre in a French court case in September 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. There are historical lists of the Grand Masters of the Priory of Sion. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, when Plantard invented the Priory of Sion he copied most of his list of Grand Masters from lists of alleged leaders of other groups, such as the Ancient and Mystical Order Rosae Crucis, a secret society founded in America in 1915. Plantard also changed his list of Grand Masters as he adopted different conspiracy theories about his Priory of Sion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. The Holy Grail is not the cup used at the Last Supper but the bones of Mary Magdalene. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel states that "the quest for the Holy Grail is literally the quest to kneel before the bones of Mary Magdalene. A journey to pray at the feet of the outcast one, the lost sacred feminine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Grail legends started about A.D. 1180 and continued through the 19th century. They never involved claims about the bones of Mary Magdalene. Isn't it amazing that no Priory of Sion member has ever given in to the temptation to reveal the location of the bones of Mary Magdalene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. The Knights Templar guarded the bones of Mary Magdalene and four huge chests of ancient documents about the bloodline of Jesus Christ and the French kings who descended from Him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Knights Templar is a religious military order founded in the early 12th century. Hugues de Payens, a French Knight, led eight comrades in the campaign to protect pilgrims to the Holy Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has never been argued in the historical material about the Templars that they protected either Mary Magdalene or documents about French kings. These claims are the inventions of Pierre Plantard, who declared at one point that he was the descendant of Jesus and the proper heir to the French throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Leonardo da Vinci was once the Grand Master of the Priory of Sion. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Priory started 437 years after the death of the great artist. Not one Leonardo da Vinci specialist in the entire world has supported the view that he once headed a pagan sex cult. James Beck of Columbia University calls this "total nonsense." Leonard da Vinci scholars have convened special conferences in order to debunk the novel's false claims about the famous artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Leonardo da Vinci placed Mary Magdalene next to Jesus in his famous painting The Last Supper. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In da Vinci's time everyone believed that this person was John, the beloved disciple. Renaissance art specialists have always noted that John was painted in a rather effeminate manner. The painting was not meant to reveal the identity of a woman but the tension created among the apostles after Jesus says to them, "'One of you will betray Me'" (Matt. 26:21). Of course, even if da Vinci put a woman next to Jesus in his painting, this would not tell us anything about the real Last Supper more than 14 centuries earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. The Catholic Church killed 5 million women during the Witchcraft Inquisition. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women targeted as witches were freethinkers, scholars, priestesses, gypsies, nature lovers, mystics and midwives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel radically misinterprets the nature and scope of the Inquisition. First, both men and women were targeted as witches. Second, the female victims were generally older and were not from any specific class or profession. Third, the deaths totaled no more than 100,000, counting both males and females. Most important, the Inquisition was rooted in the real belief that certain men and women actually worshiped Satan and performed diabolical acts of evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. French President &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Francois Mitterand ordered 666 panes of glass in the pyramid at the front entrance to the Louvre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel adopts a false rumor that circulated in French society two decades ago. Mitterand did not order 666 panes of glass to be in the pyramid. In fact, the public relations office at the Louvre informed me that the pyramid actually has 673 panes of glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Early Jewish as well as Christian tradition involved sex ritualism in worship. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not a single hint in the entire Old Testament or in Jewish history that sex rites were part of temple worship. Jewish males did not engage in sex with priestesses in the temple. The word "priestess" is not even used in the Old Testament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the novel Jesus and Mary Magdalene are pictured as the ideal participants in an early Christian sex ritual. This wild claim has no basis in history, either in terms of early Christian tradition or even in reference to Gnostic documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 True worship involves sex ritualism. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Da Vinci Code states that "historically, intercourse was the act through which male and female experienced God" and that "by communing with woman © man could achieve a climactic instant when his mind went totally blank and he could see God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Da Vinci Code will bring great harm to every innocent religious seeker who follows its endorsement of sex ritual as the path to God. Brown is surely bluffing in his rhetoric about sex in worship. It is impossible to imagine that he really believes his own novel's ideology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he be willing to participate in the ancient ritual that The Da Vinci Code defends? Would he really recommend this ancient ritual to his wife, family and friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both book and movie form The Da Vinci Code represents a threat as well as an opportunity for Christians. Its danger lies in its strident assertions of falsehoods that undermine basic teachings of the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uninformed readers and moviegoers must be made aware of the historical blunders in Dan Brown's claims. At the same time, the novel and movie create an unprecedented opportunity for believers to witness about the reliability of the Bible and its central redemptive message-that the Son of God became flesh, died on the cross and rose again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;James A. Beverley is associate director of the Institute for the Study of American Religion in Santa Barbara and professor of Christian Thought and Ethics at Tyndale Seminary in Toronto. He is also the author of 10 books, including Counterfeit Code and Religions A to Z. For information on his writings, visit &lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;www.jamesbeverley.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114821007939719190?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114821007939719190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114821007939719190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114821007939719190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114821007939719190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code.html' title='The Da Vinci Code..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114805704183092693</id><published>2006-05-20T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T00:45:26.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMSA No tobacco day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC02853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; friday 26th May is going to be IMU no tobacco day.. AMSA is going to sell cool badges and t-shirts saying "i'm not YET a doctor".. oops.. i sound like an advertisement.. crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, M1/06 made some cigarette models.. super cool.. i'll just let the photos do the talking..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114805704183092693?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114805704183092693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114805704183092693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114805704183092693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114805704183092693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/amsa-no-tobacco-day.html' title='AMSA No tobacco day'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114795138164750494</id><published>2006-05-18T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T19:25:33.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifeline camp 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;this camp was awesome.. thanks to all who made it possible and to those who came.. :D&lt;br /&gt;again, more pictures.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02717.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yummy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02727.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looks like i'm in China..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02748.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check out the mist.. sorry ah.. we KL people jakun abit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02771.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MICAH=winners.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02796.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in church.. very cute church..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02804.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AWAS!!! anda berada di kawasan pelajar cemerlang.. (i'm serious.. thats what the board says.. hehe..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02835.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just love the scenery..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02839.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IMU gang..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02841.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;taylors' babies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02879.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paul studying in the bus?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this picture is to remind me to study more.. sigh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02881.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;playing taboo on the bus.. man, this is what i call multi-tasking.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thats all for now.. byes.. muax..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114795138164750494?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114795138164750494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114795138164750494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114795138164750494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114795138164750494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/lifeline-camp-2006.html' title='Lifeline camp 2006'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114794902682973105</id><published>2006-05-18T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T18:43:46.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geoff's birthday</title><content type='html'>happy super duper belated birthday Geoff..&lt;br /&gt;to the others, enjoy the pictures.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02653.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at Mc Donalds.. i'm sure the staff know us by now.. from all the noise and mess we make each time.. :S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;birthday boy blushing.. cos we sang "happy birthday" twice very loud.. muahahahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02663.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Geoff trying to cut his cake.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pei giving the cake a shot.. still too hard.. how to eat?!!?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally the cake is cut.. thanks to Hwei Wan (and her magic parang).. super woman in disguise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;er, Geoff, i know its ur bday but dont la steal Pei's cake.. hehe.. only joking.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the cake very cold (brrrr.. ).. and hard.. but nevertheless YUMMY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02681.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;er.. i think it has became a NABOOB-ian tradition that girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take a group picture after every occasion.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114794902682973105?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114794902682973105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114794902682973105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114794902682973105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114794902682973105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/geoffs-birthday.html' title='Geoff&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114732147199570158</id><published>2006-05-11T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T12:24:32.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHEW!!</title><content type='html'>finally the results of our summative 1 exam is out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/rco0019.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am super duper thankful that i passed.. those of you who talked to me after the exam will know how relieved i am.. i was so so sure that i'm going to flunk it.. i even made a bet with Hwei Wan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xan: die lor.. sure fail already wan..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HW: u don't talk crap... u surely won't fail.. trust me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xan: wanna bet??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HW: ok.. if u fail i give you 5 bucks..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xan: ok.. and if i pass i give you 5 bucks..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HW: deal!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*so the deal was sealed*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/BST013.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. so i'm now poorer by 5 bucks.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="126" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/AA044925.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;lol.. but i passed!! woohoo!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114732147199570158?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114732147199570158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114732147199570158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114732147199570158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114732147199570158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/phew.html' title='PHEW!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114727100073989461</id><published>2006-05-10T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T15:03:53.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMU CF camp 2006..</title><content type='html'>this camp was held from the 5-7th of May 2006.. it was a great experience as well as meeting lots of new people.. learnt alot of cool games.. one game which simply requires some plastic cups and fast reflexes.. interested?? ask and i shall teach you.. well nothing much to say.. so i'll let photos do the talking as it is often said, a picture paints a thousand words.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P1010247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P1010242.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P1010237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/P1010236.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/28088835111130l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02632.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02644.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC02632.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope you enjoyed it.. hehe.. bye for now.. another camp coming up.. hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114727100073989461?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114727100073989461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114727100073989461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114727100073989461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114727100073989461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/05/imu-cf-camp-2006.html' title='IMU CF camp 2006..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114629955303996174</id><published>2006-04-29T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:46:56.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday..</title><content type='html'>M1/06 first official outing to Pyramid Ice.. first planning to skate for a long time because it was unlimited time but........ after awhile all of our leggies were painful so we decided to stop.. sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/skating1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, me, yuen teng and hwei wan went to LJS for lunch.. yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we went shopping (naturally.. hehe) and bought some earrings.. so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;also, me and yuen saw this gorgeous new singlet in Body glove.. so we both got the exact same colour and design.. well, i wanted to get while but it was so transparent.. yuen teng demonstrated that with her pyramid ice wrist band.. she concluded it was transparent because she can read the word "NORMAL" printed on it through the fabric.. haha.. and, hwei wan said we're gonna look like twins.. :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/Image%281156%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, guess thats all for now.. oh ya, pei, ur leggie so scarily white i had to add this post without pics.. just so that i don't see your leg everytime i open my page.. haha.. just kidding.. you must admit that we did a awesome job with those colours.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114629955303996174?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114629955303996174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114629955303996174' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114629955303996174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114629955303996174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday.html' title='yesterday..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114602652974838375</id><published>2006-04-26T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T12:42:09.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what we really do in lectures..</title><content type='html'>well, not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of our artwork..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/Image(1141).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/Image%281141%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;manicure Naboob style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;model: Yee Pei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stylist: Xandra, Yuen Teng, Hwei Wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/Image(1143).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/Image%281143%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;artist: Yuen Teng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/Image(1142).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/Image%281142%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;artist: Hwei Wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/Image(1145).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/Image%281145%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;artist: Yours Truly :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114602652974838375?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114602652974838375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114602652974838375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114602652974838375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114602652974838375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-we-really-do-in-lectures.html' title='what we really do in lectures..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114602449219826596</id><published>2006-04-26T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T12:08:12.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bits ans pieces..</title><content type='html'>hey guys.. now that summative 1 is over, lots more time in hand to crap.. haha.. well.. these are some of the stuff i've been up to.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading comic!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="119" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/Image%281137%29.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and eating of course.. there's this new mentos.. so sour!! when i was eating i was like what the?? con job betul.. because the outer coat is not sour at all.. but when i got to the chewy part, WOW!! sour to the max.. all the sours fans should try this.. available in 3 flavours: green apple, pineapple and grape.. (lol.. advertising for mentos)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/Image%281138%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114602449219826596?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114602449219826596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114602449219826596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114602449219826596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114602449219826596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/bits-ans-pieces.html' title='bits ans pieces..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114568803774598075</id><published>2006-04-22T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T14:40:37.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam blues..</title><content type='html'>hey all.. exams are so close.. so just taking some time off to say a few words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, (QnA)&lt;br /&gt;1. what is IV septum?&lt;br /&gt;    a) 4 septum&lt;br /&gt;    b) interventricular septum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. which is correct?&lt;br /&gt;    a) simple stratified squamous epithelium&lt;br /&gt;    b) stratified squamous epithelium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we had a good laugh when one of our study mates thought that IV septum actually means 4th septum because of roman numerics.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anothers highlight of the day is when someone said that the oropharynx and the laryngopharynx is lined by simple stratified squamous epithelium.. all medical students will (SHOULD) know that simple and stratified are totally opposite.. haha.. simple means only one layer of epithelial while stratified means several layers.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line is.. what exam stress can do to your brains.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hard guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114568803774598075?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114568803774598075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114568803774598075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114568803774598075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114568803774598075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/exam-blues.html' title='Exam blues..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114568764487869397</id><published>2006-04-22T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T14:34:04.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Mayonnaise Jar and 2 cups of coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar...and the 2 cups of coffee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly, and the pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full, they agreed it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full.  The students responded with a unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The golf balls are the important things: your God, your family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favourite passions-things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles are the other things that matter--like your job, your house, and your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sand is everything else: the small stuff. "If  you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical  checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal." Take care of the golf balls first, the things that  really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students raised his hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you  asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114568764487869397?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114568764487869397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114568764487869397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114568764487869397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114568764487869397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-101.html' title='LIFE 101'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114542891070033216</id><published>2006-04-19T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:41:50.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why men can pee standing up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/400/1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/400/2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114542891070033216?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114542891070033216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114542891070033216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114542891070033216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114542891070033216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-men-can-pee-standing-up.html' title='why men can pee standing up..'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114540751428293716</id><published>2006-04-19T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:22:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday and good luck!!</title><content type='html'>hmm.. guess this is a unmistakable symptom of boredom (blogging).. haha.. waiting for lecture to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. firstly just wanna take this opportunityto wish several of my friends who's birthday falls during this week.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th april-Danielle Wong, my dearest God sister..&lt;br /&gt;18th april-Wai Keng&lt;br /&gt;20th april-Aaron Lee&lt;br /&gt;21st april-Elaine Tan&lt;br /&gt;23rd april-Shu Yin&lt;br /&gt;26th april-Janice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless them always.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly to all M1/06, all the best in OUR summative 1 test.. study hard and play hard (after of course) hehe.. and to some of my friends who are having exams around this time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114540751428293716?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114540751428293716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114540751428293716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114540751428293716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114540751428293716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-birthday-and-good-luck.html' title='happy birthday and good luck!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114512221050359687</id><published>2006-04-16T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T18:43:19.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the evils of cigarettes!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>hey again.. didn't expect to be seing this page again so soon.. well something got my attention and i wanted to share this piece of horriying information with you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week for PBL, i was required to research on cigarettes content and how to quit smoking.. well in turned out to be a real eye opener for me.. and i'm sure that if u hear (or rather "read") me out.. you will see why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after browsing a few websites, i finally found the page stating all the general cigarette contents.. this website says that cigarettes contain many toxic, mutagenic, and carcinogenic (causes cancer!!) chemicals and that they vary amongst brands.. here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. acetone-toxic solvent&lt;br /&gt;2. acetaldehyde, ammonia-boost absorption of nicotine, increase addiciton&lt;br /&gt;3. cadmium, neurosamines-known human carcinogen&lt;br /&gt;4. formaldehyde-human carcinogen, also widely used as an EMBALMING liquid (to preserve a corspe)&lt;br /&gt;5. cocoa-sweetener to make cigarettes more palatable to children (sick isn't it), act as bronchodialator allowing smokers to inhale smoke more deeply into lungs.&lt;br /&gt;6. menthol-numb the throat so that the users do not feel the smoke's irritating effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all the guys and girls out there.. please please do not smoke.. if you have not start please don't love yourself and others around you.. if you already have, you can still make a difference by quiting. here are some tips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. get ready by setting a date, change your environment (get rid of all cigarettes, ash tray)&lt;br /&gt;2. get support and encouragement from loved ones&lt;br /&gt;3. medication (used with advise from your doctor)&lt;br /&gt;4. be prepared for a relapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm sure that most of you can understand why i'm so eager to share this information. and a final word to all cigarette sellers, please open your eyes.. there are more ways to get rich than putting others at stake!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114512221050359687?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114502812172440989</id><published>2006-04-14T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:22:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basophil alert!!</title><content type='html'>hey there.. most of you may be wondering what a basophil is.. well.. it is a very very rare white blood cell.. well.. during lab today, while messing around with the microscope, i found a basophil in my own blood.. and the whole class took turns to see it.. anyway, thats the good part.. the bad part is that the basophils are so rare that you only actually see them when the person has an allergic reaction.. scary.. my good friend YP even said that i'm heavily infected.. lol.. so its either i'm very lucky to have spotted one or that i may be a little allergic to some unknown substance.. whatever it is, i feel fine.. hehe.. here is a picture of a basophil i grabbed of the net.. mine actually looks almost similar.. :D&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/PBBasophil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. to my dear friend.. you know who you are.. tortora's are for reference, not as pillows.. haha.. no offence ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Xan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114502812172440989?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114502812172440989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114502812172440989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114502812172440989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114502812172440989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/basophil-alert.html' title='Basophil alert!!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114433077662556815</id><published>2006-04-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:39:36.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no dress code day!?!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>well.. unfortunately it only lasts for today 6th april and poorer by RM 3.. (haha.. its for charity)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is how it works.. everybody is allowed to wear anything they want to.. for a price of RM 3.. whoever wears extra sexy, will have to pay Rm 10.. haha.. good business huh?? well.. from what i saw.. i can safely say that it was a big hit.. gives a more university feeling to IMU.. haha.. a proffesor asked us why we didn;t like out usual dress code.. haha.. like DUHH!! its obviously more comfy in jeans and sneakers than in pressed shirts and slacks.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114433077662556815?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114433077662556815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114433077662556815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114433077662556815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114433077662556815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-dress-code-day.html' title='no dress code day!?!?!?!?!'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114429692591283575</id><published>2006-04-06T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T12:15:25.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tucky's birthday!! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC02408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC02408.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all.. happy belated birthday Tucky..&lt;br /&gt;we all decided to celebrate for him at Mc Donalds.. so after class 10 of us went.. after the last time we went Mc Donalds i were surprised that they haven't barred us from the place.. haha.. (erm.. thats another story all together.. so nvm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. being naughty as we always are, me and pei sneaked away to go get a cake.. yum.. first we wanted to get a vanilla ice cream cake (drool.. :P) bu&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC02443.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t decided against it as we know Tucky's attachment to chocolate.. so.. we got him an american chocolate cake and we even wrote "mamipoko" on it.. don't ask me why.. but the fella always says that word (or phrase..) when he plays foosball.. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC02421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="348" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02421.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. here's the cake.. it was real good.. in fact.. the birthday boy couldn't wait so he cut his own cake.. :P just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. since angelene brought a camera.. we decided to test our "posing" skills.. haha.. i think everyone else in Mc Donalds think we're nuts (lucky i took of my ID).. haha.. so these are some of the photo's we took.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC02428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="62" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02424.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02419.jpg" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. guess its time to leave.. (much to the relieve of the Mc D workers i guess).. but.. its not the end.. being Naboo-ians.. we obviously have to live up to our standards.. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/1600/DSC02443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="427" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/615/2659/320/DSC02443.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats it for now.. catch ya later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114429692591283575?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114429692591283575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114429692591283575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114429692591283575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114429692591283575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/tuckys-birthday-p.html' title='Tucky&apos;s birthday!! :P'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25464052.post-114424798422659960</id><published>2006-04-05T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:39:44.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome note :D</title><content type='html'>hey there.. after much consideration i have decided to give blogging a shot.. hehe.. guess you all might be wondering where did i get the crazy idea of naming my blog.. haha.. guess my stomach did the talking!! :P Anyway.. takoyaki is this really nice savoury little balls served with mayonaise.. can be found in asia cafe.. haha.. oops.. i better stop talking because its making me hungry already.. haha.. such a piggy.. looks like thats all for now.. will write more when i have time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25464052-114424798422659960?l=ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/feeds/114424798422659960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25464052&amp;postID=114424798422659960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114424798422659960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25464052/posts/default/114424798422659960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovetakoyaki.blogspot.com/2006/04/welcome-note-d.html' title='welcome note :D'/><author><name>xan-di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358781173711832040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
