<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566</id><updated>2012-02-20T04:43:24.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light for my path</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>448</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-2344639316755014997</id><published>2012-02-12T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T05:18:20.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new site</title><content type='html'>Check out my new website at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allaboutgenomics.net/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://allaboutgenomics.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allaboutgenomics.net/gforum/index.php"&gt;http://allaboutgenomics.net/gforum/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2344639316755014997?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2344639316755014997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2344639316755014997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2344639316755014997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2344639316755014997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2012/02/new-site.html' title='new site'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-9077753769062570869</id><published>2010-06-09T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:20:05.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first movie premiere! 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Yet another lucky draw prize i brought home ^_^ i love DnDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only regret is that we reached kinda late with that last bus, and i had so little time to take pictures with friends. :( when's the next DnD coming? we should do this every month instead of the beer parties.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S7C2e_Ok8aI/AAAAAAAABuY/4zeXn_4DVAU/s1600/microarray+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S7C2e_Ok8aI/AAAAAAAABuY/4zeXn_4DVAU/s400/microarray+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454059792230576546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S7C2vOZPOGI/AAAAAAAABuo/VebZt9qvRvY/s1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S7C2vOZPOGI/AAAAAAAABuo/VebZt9qvRvY/s400/girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454060071179728994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S7C2u19DUCI/AAAAAAAABug/PaOlpKHYIxA/s1600/HCS+plus+microarray%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S7C2u19DUCI/AAAAAAAABug/PaOlpKHYIxA/s400/HCS+plus+microarray%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454060064619057186" 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/8959307328469556566-5613039115074460085?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5613039115074460085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5613039115074460085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5613039115074460085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5613039115074460085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/03/luncheon-meet.html' title='Luncheon Meet~'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S7C2e_Ok8aI/AAAAAAAABuY/4zeXn_4DVAU/s72-c/microarray+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-5833774052391387902</id><published>2010-03-11T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:30:09.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only things would be as smooth for me too. But things just don't seem to go right any time at all. Not this, not that, not anything. People leading perfect lives should just stay away from me. Don't want to talk to you.. let me wallow in disappointments.. for only i live in a real world where things aren't perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5833774052391387902?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5833774052391387902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5833774052391387902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5833774052391387902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5833774052391387902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-only-things-would-be-as-smooth-for.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-26138673611827451</id><published>2010-02-20T19:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:23:12.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got a chance to return. Fell in love with Henderson's waves since the first time i visited with the YA peeps. waited very long, til i went back again today!!! finally!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S3_FJttum5I/AAAAAAAABtg/ZG1-saVVk3E/s1600-h/P1070215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S3_FJttum5I/AAAAAAAABtg/ZG1-saVVk3E/s400/P1070215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440283645567736722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jump shot successful at first try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S3_FKkBikYI/AAAAAAAABto/jIEjWgWl51A/s1600-h/P1070219-i+jump.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S3_FKkBikYI/AAAAAAAABto/jIEjWgWl51A/s400/P1070219-i+jump.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440283660146348418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S3_F78kc-ZI/AAAAAAAABuA/aSSC5_vGgcQ/s1600-h/P1070214-us+and+the+waves%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S3_F78kc-ZI/AAAAAAAABuA/aSSC5_vGgcQ/s400/P1070214-us+and+the+waves%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440284508548823442" 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/8959307328469556566-26138673611827451?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/26138673611827451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=26138673611827451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/26138673611827451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/26138673611827451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/02/finally-got-chance-to-return.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S3_FJttum5I/AAAAAAAABtg/ZG1-saVVk3E/s72-c/P1070215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-7200342035306191828</id><published>2010-02-09T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:15:02.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more fun :(</title><content type='html'>Sigh. And I thought that conference would be even more fun this year. But i probably have to travel alone. So tempted not to go. But no i wouldn't let it stop me! no more holidaying.. and I'll have to find my way myself to the conference location.. no fears! Go Go Go! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7200342035306191828?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7200342035306191828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7200342035306191828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7200342035306191828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7200342035306191828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-more-fun.html' title='no more fun :('/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3477180970637445436</id><published>2010-02-02T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:20:23.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i could have avoided the 4 yr suffer..</title><content type='html'>but there was noone to advice me for that. everyone around me was just as naive, simplistic and lacked the foresight. all had adviced me to do what i thought was best too. had foregone the opportunity to really enjoy the course in university. if only i had followed my heart.. maybe i'd be in a better position now. who said the path i took was the most straight forward one? eventually, i realized, it was wrong. time and again, i try and convince myself that i do have some advantages over others who chose the other path. but i seem to be deluding myself. i could have taken what i wanted more, and end up even better off now... now it's hard to turn back.. how? quit and be a stay home mum. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3477180970637445436?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3477180970637445436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3477180970637445436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3477180970637445436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3477180970637445436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-could-have-avoided-4-yr-suffer.html' title='i could have avoided the 4 yr suffer..'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-7952297882574654854</id><published>2010-01-28T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:26:00.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good horses eat the green grass everywhere!!</title><content type='html'>Just before she left, she told me.. good horses don't eat grass behind. i.e. look ahead, never turn back. But i am really hoping that she doesn't live it up. i am looking forward to the day she returns. i hope she decides to do so. i miss her so much.. so much unhappiness around since she left. directly or indirectly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the old days. not just her, but so many things accumulated. i gave up lunch time so as to complete more stuff in a given time frame. i gave up chilling out over tea so that i could do more. i stopped doing anything that would impede my progress. i stopped initiating and organizing FSC gatherings and outings. is it really too much i gave up? even my health has taken 2nd place.. it's time to rethink my priorities. i'm not going to give up my passion, but maybe i shouldn't neglect everything else so much. there has to be a balance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7952297882574654854?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7952297882574654854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7952297882574654854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7952297882574654854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7952297882574654854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-horses-eat-green-grass-everywhere.html' title='good horses eat the green grass everywhere!!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-460043017060072314</id><published>2010-01-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:25:44.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S12bzAl_W6I/AAAAAAAABtY/Tf31YBOtm00/s1600-h/stanforduniversity2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S12bzAl_W6I/AAAAAAAABtY/Tf31YBOtm00/s400/stanforduniversity2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430668026313661346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-460043017060072314?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/460043017060072314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=460043017060072314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/460043017060072314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/460043017060072314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S12bzAl_W6I/AAAAAAAABtY/Tf31YBOtm00/s72-c/stanforduniversity2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-4207556716413018359</id><published>2010-01-25T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:57:26.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if all goes as planned,</title><content type='html'>it'd be so wonderful! an exciting 2 years ahead await me. So much happening during this transition period. Uncertain, scary, yet exhilarating. I like to plan ahead, so there's alot to look forward to. So glad I am not the only one looking ahead! ^_^ so many choices, so many possibilities. nothing can be confirmed, unfortunately, but it'd be great if things go smoothly and we get what we want. The first major decision factor is very very soon. This time, i don't play a part in the determination of future paths. But, how I fare at work the next few months would be crucial. May it be the best year in the lab!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-4207556716413018359?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/4207556716413018359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=4207556716413018359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4207556716413018359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4207556716413018359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-all-goes-as-planned.html' title='if all goes as planned,'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-7221516559106101930</id><published>2010-01-20T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:00:15.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><content type='html'>No directions as to where to go next. It's not time yet, but most people generally know where they want to go, so they have the luxury of time to search for it. But, i don't even have a direction, how to search? too bad i am interested in too many things.. can't find a focal point to narrow down to. haiz. no direction, no focus, no future. Someone please enlighten me!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7221516559106101930?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7221516559106101930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7221516559106101930&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7221516559106101930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7221516559106101930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-5936302794292788567</id><published>2010-01-15T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:23:49.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blow wind blow!</title><content type='html'>massive rearrangement of seatings. It's gonna be messy, but exciting! coz we're gonna sit together!! ^_^ not next to each other, coz it'd be distracting. but, not too far either. just a turn away. lalala. i dunno how long we can enjoy this luxury, but i'm excited nonetheless.   :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5936302794292788567?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5936302794292788567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5936302794292788567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5936302794292788567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5936302794292788567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/blow-wind-blow.html' title='blow wind blow!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-8667814442720246653</id><published>2010-01-10T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:14:23.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roadtrips?</title><content type='html'>It's such a wonderful thought. to be able to go back to having regular roadtrips again. I really miss those times. weekend roadtrips. exploring the place. having fun. more than a year back, when i visited yingying and eujin in UK, i saw how fun it was, to spend time together, and having the luxury of going for roadtrips as and when they felt like it. I really envied the life they led.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be more than a year before i graduate, but, i like to plan things in advance. I had long forgotten that I am given the option to go back overseas. away from home. be independent again. now that I am reminded of it, i am tempted. really tempted. in fact, deep down, i know i really want it. only the uncertainty of it all drags me back. staying in singapore is always the safest option. i've always chosen the safest path, forcing myself thru life sciences even though i knew i wouldn't like it. but being safe is simple. and no worries. also, will we be able to work it out beautifully?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of thoughts, but no answers. so troubled by it all. and the first song we sang today, struck me right in the centre of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.There are things about tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; That I don't seem to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; But I know who holds tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; And I know who holds my hand..&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-8667814442720246653?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8667814442720246653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8667814442720246653&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8667814442720246653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8667814442720246653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/roadtrips.html' title='roadtrips?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2746516315539181221</id><published>2010-01-09T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:01:13.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's my sabbath?</title><content type='html'>working every single day of the week. so tired. this is bad. God gave us the Sabbath, so that we may rest. not only do I not have a fun weekend, i have to come back to the lab everyday this week. Full day summore. stupid cells that need care every 24hours. I'm going to kill them on friday. no more to do with them for some time. and no more stupid presentations. i need my weekend. i need my rest. next week would be much better... can't wait to meet the TH peeps. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2746516315539181221?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2746516315539181221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2746516315539181221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2746516315539181221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2746516315539181221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/wheres-my-sabbath.html' title='where&apos;s my sabbath?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-4653299039597808116</id><published>2010-01-04T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:53:43.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant vs Dwarfs</title><content type='html'>My mum commented tt TH's shoes very small. Until, i placed my shoe next to his. and hers too. Then... the truth was revealed. Giants vs dwarfs. hahahaha (and yes, all adidas. adidas rocks!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S0IAriQzi9I/AAAAAAAABtI/EhezAS2QLis/s1600-h/P1070131-small,+medium,+large%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S0IAriQzi9I/AAAAAAAABtI/EhezAS2QLis/s400/P1070131-small,+medium,+large%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422897649239165906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mum so happened to buy eggs today. see how they look like?? Same same! Big giant dark eggs, sitting next to tiny white eggs. so cute. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S0IAsIBmmYI/AAAAAAAABtQ/0wwOmvB2kwg/s1600-h/P1070135-big+and+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S0IAsIBmmYI/AAAAAAAABtQ/0wwOmvB2kwg/s400/P1070135-big+and+small.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422897659375950210" 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/8959307328469556566-4653299039597808116?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/4653299039597808116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=4653299039597808116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4653299039597808116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4653299039597808116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/giant-vs-dwarfs.html' title='Giant vs Dwarfs'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S0IAriQzi9I/AAAAAAAABtI/EhezAS2QLis/s72-c/P1070131-small,+medium,+large%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-179522618706987920</id><published>2010-01-03T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:25:41.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>issit the new year already?</title><content type='html'>it doesn't feel like it. not much of a long weekend for me, it seems. going back to the lab everyday, and more importantly, very caught up with preparation for a big event. oh gosh. such a fortunate boy, birthday always coupled with new year's day, so got super long weekend. so bohua.. i need to plan whole weekend. but i'm glad we had a really enjoyable time. and so happy the cake was yummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed year ahead dude. and get your phD by 30! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S0CZnbHdxOI/AAAAAAAABtA/G4QVH-3udho/s1600-h/P1070125-strawberry+tiramisu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S0CZnbHdxOI/AAAAAAAABtA/G4QVH-3udho/s400/P1070125-strawberry+tiramisu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422502853927093474" 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/8959307328469556566-179522618706987920?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/179522618706987920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=179522618706987920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/179522618706987920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/179522618706987920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/issit-new-year-already.html' title='issit the new year already?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/S0CZnbHdxOI/AAAAAAAABtA/G4QVH-3udho/s72-c/P1070125-strawberry+tiramisu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-1441676789002710788</id><published>2010-01-02T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:53:27.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and you made such a looooooooooooooooong wish. curiosity makes me wonder what you were wishing for. such a long list.  hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1441676789002710788?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1441676789002710788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1441676789002710788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1441676789002710788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1441676789002710788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-you-made-such-looooooooooooooooong.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-5426683015448172746</id><published>2010-01-02T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:17:58.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my brother is 20!!!</title><content type='html'>i can still remember the time i joined the '2' gang. now it's my brother's turn! how time flies. and it was a really happy occasion with the family. a nice close to the year 2009 ^_^&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sz9jCOx52FI/AAAAAAAABs4/zuMYNwX9QeY/s1600-h/Soon+family+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sz9ihdbS16I/AAAAAAAABsA/TLAhrmB8Apw/s400/19663_235689676282_522621282_3752728_1620778_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422160803351680930" 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/8959307328469556566-5426683015448172746?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5426683015448172746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5426683015448172746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5426683015448172746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5426683015448172746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-brother-is-20.html' title='my brother is 20!!!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sz9jCOx52FI/AAAAAAAABs4/zuMYNwX9QeY/s72-c/Soon+family+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-6805997527329106725</id><published>2009-12-31T14:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:16:43.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Yearly Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;New Year Resolutions 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To read more and grow more spiritually&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To serve well in SS as I co-teach with Rose, and to be a good CGL as I lead the group this year. Really hope that footprints would grow as one in the Lord this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To keep up the rate of spending time with family and      friends, maybe with a better temper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To read up more in the field and keep up the work,      without losing the steam. Hopefully a paper would come up soon! ^_^&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To successfully overcome the inertia and pick up a      couple of skills outside of labwork. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Did I do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read a really good book called "Divine Mentors". Was at SKS when i overheard someone recommend the book to his friend, and i just bought it. No regrets!! That aside, that was the only book i read this year. The rest of them, are all not beyond chapter 1. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;think i did a decent job at SS this year. not only did i teach the sec2s, i also substituted other teachers many times so i got to experience teaching other levels too. tiring but fun! ^_^ As for being a CGL, the year started of great, with a spike in attendance. but somewhere along the way, we went back to 'our old ways' and i guess i failed in keeping everyone together. was told by some older people in church that this is normal for a cg going thru these phases, but i still don't like it. it's time for a revamp. I hope the next cgl would be well equipped to do a much better job! and it's time for me to retire after 3 yrs of service. probably another 17 yrs before it's my turn again! hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;really me up with loads of friends, and made many new friends too, especially earlier in the yr. quite pleased with myself. hahah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;still no paper, but i think i made decent progress. except for the IP. bleah. and i did pass my qualifying exams!!! i'm now a full fledged phD student (who is still not getting paid)! lalalallaa~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;couple of skills, i did pick up. got my advanced diving license, and picked up tap dancing and lindy hop too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I think this is one of the best years where i accomplised a majority of my resolutions. I'm quite happy abt it. hehe. There was a very difficult time somewhere early-middle of this year regarding research, but God was sovereign enough to provide more-than-sufficient support thru this period, and i walked thru it, smoothly and stronger. Other than that, the rest of the year has a been a breeze. basically, it was a good year!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;New Year Resolutions 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To (continue) to read more and grow more spiritually. Hopefully my first year with my new SS class would be good! May i be a good teacher..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a paper out! c'mon.. half way through 3rd year already.. time for a paper or two! I'd better succeed in this..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend less and save more. Had spent $3k more in '09 than in '08. I attribute that to the laptop and the 'skills' i picked up. traveling wise, i travel alot as usual. hahah. Hopefully i'll spend less next year while still traveling as much (or maybe even more, since faraway America is in the list multiple times next year, if time permits)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And upon request... MCTH. =P (though this is not really something to make as a resolution. not too much within my control. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened this one year. A year where i truly experienced God's amazing planning and sense of humor (in a pleasant sense). I'm so looking forward to yet another great year!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6805997527329106725?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6805997527329106725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6805997527329106725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6805997527329106725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6805997527329106725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-yearly-review.html' title='My Yearly Review'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-459432251822111676</id><published>2009-12-29T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:50:41.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only good things don't need to come with long waitings..</title><content type='html'>if only i had lots of money to spare...&lt;br /&gt;if only there was no such thing as inflation...&lt;br /&gt;if only i could manipulate time as i wish...&lt;br /&gt;if only i could take yr-end leave like all other staff, stay at home and bake brownies ...&lt;br /&gt;if only i had my own room...&lt;br /&gt;if only everything works as i plan for them to...&lt;br /&gt;if only time would stop everyday on my way back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many "if only"s, but i am still blessed and joyful of what i have right now ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-459432251822111676?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/459432251822111676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=459432251822111676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/459432251822111676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/459432251822111676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-only-good-things-dont-need-to-come.html' title='if only good things don&apos;t need to come with long waitings..'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-1583297051182719267</id><published>2009-12-27T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:02:02.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limited edition Christmas Swatch! ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-ivTmCZI/AAAAAAAABr4/UoW3yQ9XMBY/s1600-h/P1070038-engraved+%27christmas+2009%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-ivTmCZI/AAAAAAAABr4/UoW3yQ9XMBY/s400/P1070038-engraved+%27christmas+2009%27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419869443098806674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-iFOLlHI/AAAAAAAABrw/hdwlgYgEMDI/s1600-h/P1070035-number+1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-iFOLlHI/AAAAAAAABrw/hdwlgYgEMDI/s400/P1070035-number+1915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419869431801812082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-hinlkBI/AAAAAAAABro/JVZY-XAT7bE/s1600-h/P1070036-the+whole+set.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-hinlkBI/AAAAAAAABro/JVZY-XAT7bE/s400/P1070036-the+whole+set.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419869422513131538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-hAHZpYI/AAAAAAAABrg/uzC3Q3RtceI/s1600-h/P1070034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-hAHZpYI/AAAAAAAABrg/uzC3Q3RtceI/s400/P1070034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419869413251327362" 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/8959307328469556566-1583297051182719267?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1583297051182719267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1583297051182719267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1583297051182719267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1583297051182719267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/limited-edition-christmas-swatch.html' title='Limited edition Christmas Swatch! ^_^'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Szc-ivTmCZI/AAAAAAAABr4/UoW3yQ9XMBY/s72-c/P1070038-engraved+%27christmas+2009%27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-1216653864429759113</id><published>2009-12-25T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:21:49.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>".. but i did follow.."</title><content type='html'>those words i would never forget. those words that meant so much to me. the words that i had prayed so hard for, especially the few minutes before you told me that. haven't felt a surge of happiness so strong in a long time.. having to fight back tears of joy every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy for you. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1216653864429759113?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1216653864429759113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1216653864429759113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1216653864429759113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1216653864429759113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/but-i-did-follow.html' title='&quot;.. but i did follow..&quot;'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3165086891197356640</id><published>2009-12-20T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:27:03.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day that had 4 more hours!</title><content type='html'>Christmas combined service today, so i woke up extra early for 730am service. woohoo. difficult to wake up, especially after a super tiring week at work! but, by 9am, service had ended! and sure i was glad we made it a point to drag ourselves to church, for Rev Goh's sermon today was fantastic! It's a normal Christmas message again, one might think. But no, after so many Christmas-es i had spent, i still learnt quite a great deal today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only was the sermon good, but the day was much longer today too! Usual sundays start after service ends at 1pm, with not much time left after lunch and before dinner. But today, our day started at 9am! we were even wondering where we could go coz most shops are closed then! could even make it to the lab TWICE. hahaha. workaholics, but bobian. people who do lab know why we need to go back so often. sometimes, it's not within our control. anyway, we went back to work twice, went for meals, and even had time to shop a great deal!! so fun ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quite enjoy having such a long day on sunday. no need to rush through everything. had alot of time to enjoy the day. The only downside was, we were so tired by 5pm. oh well. once in a while, 730 service is fine. but not for the long term, i guess. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3165086891197356640?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3165086891197356640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3165086891197356640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3165086891197356640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3165086891197356640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-that-had-4-more-hours.html' title='a day that had 4 more hours!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3131486082788068938</id><published>2009-12-18T08:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:12:17.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XIAOLONGBAO~~~~~~~~~</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Ben and Gav for organizing! Had a majorly fun time with the xiaolongbaos! (and of course everyone. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrIS-ItwaI/AAAAAAAABrY/3bAC8TlEl6U/s1600-h/14731_233884852036_682287036_4834503_5084165_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrIS-ItwaI/AAAAAAAABrY/3bAC8TlEl6U/s400/14731_233884852036_682287036_4834503_5084165_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361730109194658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jerry is shocked at how fast ben acts on the food. So...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrISlzSwvI/AAAAAAAABrQ/OmIz3uzb-7s/s1600-h/14731_233884412036_682287036_4834498_7664034_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrISlzSwvI/AAAAAAAABrQ/OmIz3uzb-7s/s400/14731_233884412036_682287036_4834498_7664034_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361723576894194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry shouts ATTACK!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH_2I7ugI/AAAAAAAABrA/5vhJXfcPYx8/s1600-h/14731_233885352036_682287036_4834507_3890400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH_2I7ugI/AAAAAAAABrA/5vhJXfcPYx8/s400/14731_233885352036_682287036_4834507_3890400_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361401545112066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrISbYqdnI/AAAAAAAABrI/jtmUl9Epyi0/s1600-h/14731_233884612036_682287036_4834500_3323658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrISbYqdnI/AAAAAAAABrI/jtmUl9Epyi0/s400/14731_233884612036_682287036_4834500_3323658_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361720780846706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving the prawns a good spa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH_KHff5I/AAAAAAAABqo/ndtDxpej8oU/s1600-h/14731_233884687036_682287036_4834501_5863407_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH_KHff5I/AAAAAAAABqo/ndtDxpej8oU/s400/14731_233884687036_682287036_4834501_5863407_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361389727907730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIAOLONGBAO!!! our 2nd serving. they cheated us of the 3rd! so evil &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH-1Qvh9I/AAAAAAAABqg/XZF6UI0ZpLk/s1600-h/14731_233882357036_682287036_4834491_1321843_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH-1Qvh9I/AAAAAAAABqg/XZF6UI0ZpLk/s400/14731_233882357036_682287036_4834491_1321843_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361384129562578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH_g9sTiI/AAAAAAAABq4/aIttc7mAnXc/s1600-h/14731_233885692036_682287036_4834510_1342660_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH_g9sTiI/AAAAAAAABq4/aIttc7mAnXc/s400/14731_233885692036_682287036_4834510_1342660_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361395860819490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH_fBo10I/AAAAAAAABqw/iqmI0WeDYMQ/s1600-h/14731_233885212036_682287036_4834506_1424802_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrH_fBo10I/AAAAAAAABqw/iqmI0WeDYMQ/s400/14731_233885212036_682287036_4834506_1424802_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416361395340498754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realize.. we lacked a group photo! aiyah. too engrossed with xlb and prawns. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3131486082788068938?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3131486082788068938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3131486082788068938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3131486082788068938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3131486082788068938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/xiaolongbao.html' title='XIAOLONGBAO~~~~~~~~~'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SyrIS-ItwaI/AAAAAAAABrY/3bAC8TlEl6U/s72-c/14731_233884852036_682287036_4834503_5084165_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-4133152412109592908</id><published>2009-12-16T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:42:20.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suddenly, they're gone</title><content type='html'>so many unexpected deaths. young, healthy individuals living their lives as per normal, suddenly collapse and died. with no known heart problems. but they died of heart attacks nonetheless. WHY!?!?! so scary. i wonder why noone is affected by such news. don't you wonder, who around you, or even yourself, might be the next one? no symptoms, no precuring health issues also can happen. CHOI CHOI CHOI!! but still... it gets me thinking. and i can't help but worry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-4133152412109592908?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/4133152412109592908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=4133152412109592908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4133152412109592908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4133152412109592908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/suddenly-theyre-gone.html' title='suddenly, they&apos;re gone'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-450527224527465251</id><published>2009-12-13T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:46:21.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's always nice to be recognized ^_^</title><content type='html'>So happy. The feedback was great! Things can only get better and better. Work harder now than ever, to make sure that i do more while things are running smooth! now to pray really hard. it seems like it's gonna work soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that short email, all hardwork, all stress, all falling ill was worth it. Poor bf, has to tahan all these. all these while, most of the time we meet to go to work, then go home. meet to go lab, then go home. weekends, still go to work, then go home ler. whoaaahaha what a geeky lifestyle. It has to pay off. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-450527224527465251?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/450527224527465251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=450527224527465251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/450527224527465251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/450527224527465251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-always-nice-to-be-recognized.html' title='it&apos;s always nice to be recognized ^_^'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-5741650740468990313</id><published>2009-12-13T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:59:33.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoshoot on gallops</title><content type='html'>what a random but fantastic idea! such random ideas don't usually get carried out. but it was a nice idea anyway. and how cool it'd be if we really went ahead with it one day! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5741650740468990313?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5741650740468990313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5741650740468990313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5741650740468990313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5741650740468990313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/photoshoot-on-gallops.html' title='photoshoot on gallops'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-8806987838929127072</id><published>2009-12-12T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:47:59.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothings lasts too long. this is the real world.</title><content type='html'>in the span of one year, all the nicest people have gone. the people who really cared, the people who're hardworking, the people who mattered. one by one, they leave. for different reasons, happy or sad, but still they leave. or are leaving. the most important one to me now, is also leaving very soon. haiz. there is really less and less true happiness floating around in the air. More superficial smiles, more complaints, more selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very sad day, when it was suddenly announced. very awkward, very upsetting. hated it. didn't know what to do. and it just reminded me of the whole series of people leaving, both past and future, that i finally broke down some hours later. delayed reaction, but just not appropriate at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 was a very touching movie, i'm glad we finally went. too appropriate for such an upsetting day too. a good release of emotions. feel so much better after that. but nothing changed for the better. i've only lasted a year, and there's 2 more to go. i'm dreading the day he leaves too, but i know he wants to and i want him to leave. it's for the better. I cannot be selfish. Actually, the new people are really nice. I just do not have the time to play and hang around like i used to anymore. maybe it's just me. i don't like changes. and i wish i had more time to sit back, relax and enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-8806987838929127072?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8806987838929127072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8806987838929127072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8806987838929127072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8806987838929127072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/nothings-lasts-too-long-this-is-real.html' title='nothings lasts too long. this is the real world.'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-7281037162444857783</id><published>2009-12-09T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:15:12.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>de javu.</title><content type='html'>It came from a playful heart, an intention purely just to have fun. But at that split moment, i got so very scared. Old memories flashed across my mind. The difference is that this time round, i wasn't thinking of what would happen to myself. My mind was preoccupied with the safety of the one sitting beside me. I don't know how to describe how i felt. I didn't think anything would happen. Not like last time, when i was so scared i screamed. I had complete faith in him. Yet, at the same time, i wondered what if the next time he wasn't so lucky? I do not want that to ever happen. never. cannot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7281037162444857783?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7281037162444857783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7281037162444857783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7281037162444857783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7281037162444857783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-javu.html' title='de javu.'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-8144776128417154155</id><published>2009-12-06T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:33:25.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could do this everyday, for the rest of my life :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SxuybZPcY-I/AAAAAAAABqY/_6S1KTrWzuc/s1600-h/P1070011-i+cooked+cereal+prawns+for+dear%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SxuybZPcY-I/AAAAAAAABqY/_6S1KTrWzuc/s400/P1070011-i+cooked+cereal+prawns+for+dear%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412115560917656546" 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/8959307328469556566-8144776128417154155?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8144776128417154155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8144776128417154155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8144776128417154155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8144776128417154155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-could-do-this-everyday-for-rest-of-my.html' title='I could do this everyday, for the rest of my life :)'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SxuybZPcY-I/AAAAAAAABqY/_6S1KTrWzuc/s72-c/P1070011-i+cooked+cereal+prawns+for+dear%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-6443382936789661258</id><published>2009-12-06T17:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:05:56.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-O-G-E-T-H-E-R</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we sat down together, and started lesson 1. Something that i'd been looking forward to in years. always thought it's very nice for family/couples to be able to do it together. Finally, it's my turn to be able to do it! It was simple, yet right to the point. I myself learnt from it, no matter how basic it was meant to be. A truly good recommendation, when described to be a resource for all young and old. :) looking forward to many more sessions together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on a hind note, i am sooo very glad there is nothing but honesty and sincerity involved. no haphazard acceptance, no lying just to please. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6443382936789661258?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6443382936789661258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6443382936789661258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6443382936789661258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6443382936789661258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/t-o-g-e-t-h-e-r.html' title='T-O-G-E-T-H-E-R'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2130281621260025821</id><published>2009-12-03T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:25:34.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate saves the day!! (as usual)</title><content type='html'>sister's birthday, and she decided to go somewhere really far. fortunately, the peak jam wasn't too bad in our direction, and we reached there just 15 minutes late. the restaurant was quite prettily decorated, and the food spread looked quite enticing. just main course alone was almost 20 dishes! bro and i were quite eager, tho i had a huge lunch for Z's farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starters: usual vegs, cannot go wrong. there was feta cheese! but it was more sour and salty than usual. not to my liking. shrooms were fine. no other exciting salads. cheese spread was very limited. in fact, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi: boring selection. didn't bother taking any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soups: cream of mushroom tasted ok, like from a can. lao huang gua soup happened to satisfy a craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main course: oh alot of things! didn't have the chicken tho it all did look not bad. had curry potatoes, i like. curry fish was extremely salty. mutton rendang was ok. hainanese mutton was something new, not bad. boiled vege was good. oxtail stew was quite tasteless, too huge pieces, and very oily. cereal prawns had prawns tt were not fresh, and cereal was meager and soggy. salmon was pathetic. self-made rojak was fun! but i forgot to add sugar. so it was a tad salty. plus, the youtiao was not crispy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desserts: bread and butter pudding was yummy! had lots fo choc in between. brownie was chocolatey enuff too. cream roll was yucky coz it was not cold. but bro saved the day by digging out the cream and adding fresh icecream. just like arctic roll! yummy. other cakes were not nice. ohh there was sea coconut with longan, to which i added aloevera and nata decoco. no ice tho! had to ask for it. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, there a few good things around, but alot were substandard. given the number of dishes, there's probably less than 20% that satisfies my palate. and i am not a fussy eater at all! this is the first time i am not pleased with a buffet. luckily my dear didn't get to join. don't waste his time. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2130281621260025821?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2130281621260025821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2130281621260025821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2130281621260025821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2130281621260025821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/chocolate-saves-day-as-usual.html' title='chocolate saves the day!! (as usual)'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-111996082417401386</id><published>2009-12-02T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:31:24.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no need to go to extremes. a heart of gold is easily spotted in the slightest gestures. I couldn't help but stand at one side and gaze at the love that exudes. i want to be part of that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-111996082417401386?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/111996082417401386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=111996082417401386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/111996082417401386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/111996082417401386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-need-to-go-to-extremes.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3974673228765364139</id><published>2009-11-30T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:27:47.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dunno why, but i kind of felt a little disappointed when i heard it. i know i shouldn't, but i couldn't help it. actually, i should be glad that he's not lying and saying/doing it just because of our status, but really taking it seriously. it's time for me to be serious and do something about it too. need lots of wisdom..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3974673228765364139?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3974673228765364139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3974673228765364139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3974673228765364139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3974673228765364139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/dunno-why-but-i-kind-of-felt-little.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-1869186780646469081</id><published>2009-11-29T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:36:01.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you God</title><content type='html'>Would have lost my boi if it were anyone else who was less understanding. Given the nature of my work (and my dedication to it), not only do i start work early+end work late+work on weekends, sometimes things also crop up and plans to go out have to be changed or canceled totally. Not everyone can take such unpredictabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's already made changes in his life, waking up much earlier to send me to work daily coz i like working early in the morning when noone is at the lab yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday, it was the ultimatum. Being the start of a long weekend, many pple had less work to do and planned a nice evening with their partners/friends. But we couldn't leave early, coz I needed someone's help in my experiment. Because he had something on, he could only return to help me about 6pm. Due to unforeseen circumstances, he arrived at 730pm and we started our work in the basement (with very poor hp reception), while my boi waited upstairs in the office for me. it was a tough surgery process, and work on 8mice took us 2.5hours. by then, it was already 10pm. then, i realized that only then was he able to start his own work on 30mice. as a way to thank his help in my work, i offered to stay a little later to help his anesthesize his 30mice so that he could start his work earlier and thus finish earlier. By the time i was done, it was 1130pm. All these while, my dear did not rush me nor disturb me, but waited patiently for me. Haiz.. i felt so bad though, coz not only did we miss an evening together, but the delay caused him to have his dinner only at midnight. I am so very grateful for someone who is so understanding, that i can do my work without worrying about other things. I told myself that no matter what happens (and no matter how much my stomach growls), i will have to do the same, and give my full support to him :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1869186780646469081?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1869186780646469081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1869186780646469081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1869186780646469081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1869186780646469081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/would-have-lost-my-boi-if-it-were.html' title='Thank you God'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-7429361806857923023</id><published>2009-11-28T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:54:43.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dee Divas Day~</title><content type='html'>After the multiple chinatown outings, we finally made it to the kitchen after 3 yrs!! Thanks to QL's parents being away, we got to their kitchen to ourselves!! woohoo~ really miss those days we cooked together, especially during pre-exam reading week. Maggi mee, rosti, liang teh. Well, today, we whipped up something way better! hee. Thanks to the chef with her 'stolen trade secret'. hehe. shan't reveal what til the photos are out. hehe. i really wish i was back in hall, with my own room, and better still with my own kitchen (not that dirty and gross hall kitchenette). so much fun cooking for ourselves, and hanging out.. can't wait til one of us really owns a place of her own, then we can always go and chill out there! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, it was a weird being alone. never thought this would ever happen to me, but xb's owner really did it. day and night is the way to go. &gt;.&lt; where's that independent weijia that i used to know!?!? hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7429361806857923023?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7429361806857923023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7429361806857923023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7429361806857923023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7429361806857923023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/dee-divas-day.html' title='Dee Divas Day~'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-6732611417714588104</id><published>2009-11-25T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:33:52.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh who can help me.. IPIPIPIPIPIPIPIP</title><content type='html'>so frustrating. change so many things ler still dun work. but i'm glad i've now got more new ideas on more things i can try. more hopes tt i will work. haiz... almost 1 yr ler.. still cannot get it. who will help me?!?!?!? i will marry whoever can make it work!!!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6732611417714588104?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6732611417714588104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6732611417714588104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6732611417714588104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6732611417714588104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-who-can-help-me-ipipipipipipipip.html' title='oh who can help me.. IPIPIPIPIPIPIPIP'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2617635036628217829</id><published>2009-11-24T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:53:49.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really too stressed?</title><content type='html'>was down with fever, then sorethroat, mixed with multiple giddy spells for more than a week. it's been years since i was sick for more than a couple of days. and very untimely too, coz i had so many important meetings and presentations arranged this period. but, amazingly, during my presentation yesterday, i could stand on my feet for a whole hour and talk, with no giddy spells in between. my voice lost its huskiness just in time too. right after the meeting, i felt even better than before. last nite, i had no more sorethroat, and for the first time in many days, i didn't dream that my presentation was over! very amazing. one day ago, i was still all sick and weak and unable to move much, let alone stand long on my feet. just a few hrs' difference, i was completely well, and running all around the lab to do tonnes of work. it's not even a gradual recovery. was a super sudden recovery. like a miracle pill. people say i was too stressed, so i fell ill. but i really didn't feel THAT pressured this time round, yet i fell so ill. so weird. or maybe, subconsciously, i was stressed. haha. dunno. but i am happy i'm all well again. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2617635036628217829?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2617635036628217829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2617635036628217829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2617635036628217829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2617635036628217829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/really-too-stressed.html' title='really too stressed?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-7914964394609566188</id><published>2009-11-23T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:49:37.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's finally over!!</title><content type='html'>no more butterflies in the stomach. and the questions weren't too difficult. lalala. (tho he kept asking for my PSLE score. hahaha.) and i forgot totally that my voice was bad and my legs were weak! hee. full of strength and energy! OOMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life moves on.. more experiments to do! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7914964394609566188?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7914964394609566188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7914964394609566188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7914964394609566188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7914964394609566188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-finally-over.html' title='it&apos;s finally over!!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-4908308523334878991</id><published>2009-11-23T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T11:56:11.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Strength. Physical strength</title><content type='html'>Just worked in the lab for an hour plus, while sitting on a chair. Now, i am feeling all weak and fatigued. gosh. such a serious lack of energy. What will happen later, when i have to give the seminar on my feet, for ~an hour? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh God, give me strength that I may complete this seminar in one piece, while staying on my feet. &lt;/span&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-4908308523334878991?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/4908308523334878991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=4908308523334878991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4908308523334878991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4908308523334878991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/need-strength-physical-strength.html' title='Need Strength. Physical strength'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3820130991145250178</id><published>2009-11-21T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:58:34.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my body has it ways</title><content type='html'>to force me to get my rest. been so busy, and not getting restful sleep at night, that i'd gotten so tired. yet, i didn't have much time to take a break due to lots of things to do at the lab. not to mention, the many presentations and meetings along the way. well, my body threatened to give way 2 weeks ago, but i refused. drank lots of water, and felt better. never stopped working for a moment. Then few days back, it finally gave way. down with a fever, and my body aching all over. but this happened at an even worse time. i already had ongoing experiments that i couldn't stop. at the same time, i had prearranged multiple meetings these 2 weeks, and i had a couple of major presentations coming up. So i had to drag myself to work even tho i was all feverish and giddy. extremely fortunately, i had someone very reliable to help me with some of my experiments, so i didn't have to stand in the lab for too long. thanks xb. you're a true blessing. ^_^ now i just have to tahan a few more days, before i finish my big big big presentation of the year. still cannto stay at home coz i already have experiments planned for the next 2 weeks, but at least, there's less to do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while being forced to rest at home on a friday evening, (even my mum was shocked i was not out on a friday) i had lots of fun with my family. most of them were home, and we did some really fun things. i like working with my hands. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3820130991145250178?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3820130991145250178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3820130991145250178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3820130991145250178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3820130991145250178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-body-has-it-ways.html' title='my body has it ways'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3425692832231036511</id><published>2009-11-03T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:54:37.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's all be starless and dotless! ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="hr" style="width: 100%;"&gt;               &lt;hr /&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;!-- message --&gt; &lt;div id="post_message_102631" class="vb_postbit"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Small Wooden People&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;i&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;The Wemmicks were small wooden people. Each of the wooden people was carved by a woodworker named Eli. His workshop sat on a hill overlooking their village. Every Wemmick was different. Some had big noses, others had large eyes. Some were tall and others were short. Some wore hats, others wore coats. But all were made by the same carver and all lived in the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; And all day, every day, the Wemmicks did the same thing: They gave each other stickers. Each Wemmick had a box of golden star stickers and a box of gray dot stickers. Up and down the streets all over the city, people could be seen sticking stars or dots on one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty ones, those with smooth wood and fine paint, always got stars. But if the wood was rough or the paint chipped, the Wemmicks gave dots. The talented ones got stars, too. Some could lift big sticks high above their heads or jump over tall boxes. Still others knew big words or could sing very pretty songs. Everyone gave them stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Wemmicks had stars all over them! Every time they got a star it made them feel so good that they did something else and got another star. Others, though, could do little. They got dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punchinello was one of these. He tried to jump high like the others, but he always fell. And when he fell, the others would gather around and give him dots. Sometimes when he fell, it would scar his wood, so the people would give him more dots. He would try to explain why he fell and say something silly, and the Wemmicks would give him more dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while he had so many dots that he didn't want to go outside. He was afraid he would do something dumb such as forget his hat or step in the water, and then people would give him another dot. In fact, he had so many gray dots that some people would come up and give him one without reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "He deserves lots of dots," the wooden people would agree with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "He's not a good wooden person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while Punchinello believed them. "I'm not a good wemmick," he would say. The few times he went outside, he hung around other Wemmicks who had a lot of dots. He felt better around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One day he met a Wemmick who was unlike any he'd ever met. She had no dots or stars. She was just wooden. Her name was Lulia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that people didn't try to give her stickers; it's just that the stickers didn't stick. Some admired Lulia for having no dots, so they would run up and give her a star. But it would fall off. Some would look down on her for having no stars, so they would give her a dot. But it wouldn't stay either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's the way I want to be," thought Punchinello. "I don't want anyone's marks." So he asked the stickerless Wemmick how she did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "It's easy," Lulia replied. "every day I go see Eli."&lt;br /&gt;  "Eli?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Yes, Eli. The woodcarver. I sit in the workshop with him."&lt;br /&gt;  "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Why don't you find out for yourself? Go up the hill. He's there. "&lt;br /&gt;  And with that the Wemmick with no marks turned and skipped away.&lt;br /&gt;  "But he won't want to see me!" Punchinello cried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulia didn't hear. So Punchinello went home. He sat near a window and watched the wooden people as they scurried around giving each other stars and dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "It's not right," he muttered to himself. And he resolved to go see Eli.&lt;br /&gt;He walked up the narrow path to the top of the hill and stepped into the big shop. His wooden eyes widened at the size of everything. The stool was as tall as he was. He had to stretch on his tiptoes to see the top of the workbench. A hammer was as long as his arm. Punchinello swallowed hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "I'm not staying here!" and he turned to leave. Then he heard his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Punchinello?" The voice was deep and strong.&lt;br /&gt;  Punchinello stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Punchinello! How good to see you. Come and let me have a look at you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Punchinello turned slowly and looked at the large bearded craftsman.&lt;br /&gt;  "You know my name?" the little Wemmick asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Of course I do. I made you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli stooped down and picked him up and set him on the bench. "Hmm, " he spoke thoughtfully as he inspected the gray circles. "Looks like you've been given some bad marks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "I didn't mean to, Eli. I really tried hard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Oh, you don't have to defend yourself to me. I don't care what the other Wemmicks think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "You don't?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, and you shouldn't either. Who are they to give stars or dots? They're Wemmicks just like you. What they think doesn't matter, Punchinello. All that matters is what I think. And I think you are pretty special."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Punchinello laughed. "Me, special? Why? I can't walk fast. I can't jump. My paint is peeling. Why do I matter to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli looked at Punchinello, put his hands on those small wooden shoulders, and spoke very slowly. "Because you're mine. That's why you matter to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Punchinello had never had anyone look at him like this--much less his maker. He didn't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Every day I've been hoping you'd come," Eli explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "I came because I met someone who had no marks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "I know. She told me about you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Why don't the stickers stay on her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Because she has decided that what I think is more important than what they think. The stickers only stick if you let them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "The stickers only stick if they matter to you. The more you trust my love, the less you care about the stickers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "I'm not sure I understand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will, but it will take time. You've got a lot of marks. For now, just come to see me every day and let me remind you how much I care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Eli lifted Punchinello off the bench and set him on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Remember," Eli said as the Wemmick walked out the door. "You are special because I made you. And I don't make mistakes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Punchinello didn't stop, but in his heart he thought, "I think he really means it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And when he did, a dot fell to the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3425692832231036511?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3425692832231036511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3425692832231036511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3425692832231036511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3425692832231036511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-all-be-starless-and-dotless.html' title='let&apos;s all be starless and dotless! ^_^'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-6662206781303834959</id><published>2009-11-02T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:19:44.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checklist for you all! haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="marginTop15"&gt;from asiaone.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divaasia.com/article/5837"&gt;&lt;span id="editPageForm:titleText" class="articleTitle lineHeight24"&gt;Recipe to a happy marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="editPageForm:contentsText"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="pageForm2:contentsText"&gt; &lt;p&gt;THE formula for a happy marriage has been discovered – a man should choose a wife who is smarter and at least five years younger than him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This, according to the findings of a British study which appeared in the European Journal Of Operational Research, reported BBC.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The research, called Optimising The Marriage Market, saw academics including Dr Emmanuel Fragnière of the University of Bath, interviewing 1,534 Swiss couples who were either married or in a serious relationship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Five years later, they followed up with 1,074 of the couples to see which of them had separated. Their results showed a clear pattern.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Couples with the best chance are those where a woman with a superior education marries a man who is five or more years older than herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Neither should be a divorcee.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If the wife is five or more years older than her husband, they are more than three times as likely to divorce than if they are the same age.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If the age gap is reversed, and the man is older than the woman, the odds of marital bliss are higher.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If the woman is better educated than the man, they are eight times as likely to stay together than the uneducated couple, and three times more secure than if the husband were more of a bookworm than the wife.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Unsurprisingly, analysis of the data showed that the most stable couples were those who had never divorced, said Daily Mail. The most unstable are where only one has had a divorce.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The report concluded: “It appears men and women ‘choose’ their mates on the basis of love, physical attraction, similarity of tastes, beliefs and attitudes, and shared values.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“However, the longevity of marriages also depends on objective factors. Matching individuals according to a small number of objective criteria such as age, education and cultural origin may help reduce divorce.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So.. what happens to guys who have a phD? what is the next higher level of education???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6662206781303834959?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6662206781303834959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6662206781303834959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6662206781303834959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6662206781303834959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/checklist-for-you-all-haha.html' title='Checklist for you all! haha'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-6833279911009922600</id><published>2009-11-01T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:28:37.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes happen just too fast</title><content type='html'>it was such a happy place. the place that brings a smile everytime i think about it. the place that brought me throught tough times. now, the place has changed. totally. and in so short a time. haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6833279911009922600?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6833279911009922600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6833279911009922600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6833279911009922600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6833279911009922600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/11/changes-happen-just-too-fast.html' title='changes happen just too fast'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-1858269364147442121</id><published>2009-10-28T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:26:20.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huge blessing</title><content type='html'>to be able to take just 2 steps to drop by and say hello, just because i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may this continue forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1858269364147442121?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1858269364147442121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1858269364147442121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1858269364147442121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1858269364147442121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/10/huge-blessing.html' title='huge blessing'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-199639363922474944</id><published>2009-10-25T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:38:15.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to do it or not to do it?</title><content type='html'>I really don't know. so fickleminded. should i really give it up? just like that? i don't have that much time to think anymore. I am so tempted to just give up. But, deep in my heart, i just do not bear to let it go just like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howhowhow????????????? oh Lord grant me wisdom, that I may make the right decision..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-199639363922474944?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/199639363922474944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=199639363922474944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/199639363922474944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/199639363922474944'/><link 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zFVGdZOhlL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zFVGdZOhlL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of the countless features of the father and son team hoyt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wy8hOOvM0t0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wy8hOOvM0t0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/10/fathers-love.html' title='A father&apos;s love'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-625332086659348404</id><published>2009-10-10T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T10:12:28.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new chapter, starts when i return from "come-some-honeydew"!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-625332086659348404?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/625332086659348404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-8959307328469556566.post-5998957015927800366</id><published>2009-10-10T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T10:11:34.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better 1-year late than never!</title><content type='html'>Thank you for your encouragement, that I finally brought up the matter yesterday. A whole year of delay, 4months of full-time energy and effort that was suddenly transfered to someone else without me being able to do anything. Or rather, i didn't dare. haiz. Nonetheless, at least now i stood up for myself, i took my stand, and i started all over again. No more dependence on that lost support. No use crying over stolen milk. Coz i was there when it was stolen, but i kept mum about it. A year of energy, a year of precious time, the price i had to pay for being a weakling. But i've learnt, albeit the hard way. Thank you for the great advice, the strong encouragement, the unwielding support the past week, as i worked for this. I hope it is something good. And i hope it is a blessing in disguise, and the year is ultimately not wasted. hehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5998957015927800366?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5998957015927800366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5998957015927800366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5998957015927800366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5998957015927800366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/10/better-1-year-late-than-never.html' title='better 1-year late than never!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-5110817891095252759</id><published>2009-10-05T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:09:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only he hadn't left..</title><content type='html'>Life wouldn't be so difficult now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5110817891095252759?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5110817891095252759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5110817891095252759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5110817891095252759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5110817891095252759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-only-he-hadnt-left.html' title='If only he hadn&apos;t left..'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-6030372752477498799</id><published>2009-10-01T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:10:28.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XB to the rescue!!</title><content type='html'>Went out as a lab in search for icecream to eat, and we had to drop by 4 cafes/restaurants in 3 different locations before we got any reply other than "no, it's sold out". Hence, we kinda ended late. After most other shops had closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking behind the train station, and there were a few gangster-like pple sitting around. Beyond them, were a couple of guys standing around, seemingly waiting for someone. As i walked past them, i noticed one of the 'waiting' guys started walking towards me. Thinking he was just bored of standing around, i ignored him. But he came uncomfortably close, and he was looking straight at me. Abit scared, i started walking in a different direction, and he followed! freaky! i started walking faster in the direction of the other 'waiting' guy, who seemed much less suspicious. And xb's timing was just so perfect. She arrived just when i was so scared!! ^_^ so thankful for the presence of xb. hee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6030372752477498799?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6030372752477498799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6030372752477498799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6030372752477498799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6030372752477498799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/10/xb-to-rescue.html' title='XB to the rescue!!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3173545641141000692</id><published>2009-09-26T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:02:10.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The all important me, in the case of FIRE =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sr4snVCcR1I/AAAAAAAABqI/UvbEAcleit8/s1600-h/firewarden%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sr4snVCcR1I/AAAAAAAABqI/UvbEAcleit8/s400/firewarden%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385791258555598674" 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/8959307328469556566-3173545641141000692?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3173545641141000692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3173545641141000692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3173545641141000692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3173545641141000692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-important-me-in-case-of-fire-p.html' title='The all important me, in the case of FIRE =P'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sr4snVCcR1I/AAAAAAAABqI/UvbEAcleit8/s72-c/firewarden%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-1818892273697096450</id><published>2009-09-20T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:57:31.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Gift</title><content type='html'>I've always been told that getting a phD is no easy feat. and everyone says that first yr is a time to have fun, 2nd yr a breeze, 3rd yr a rush to get results and the final yr an exhausting one. It was indeed a very easy first 2 years that i had, and everything went rather smoothly, with just a few slow moving months. I knew that life would get tougher, but i really didn't expect the jump to be so tremendous. Expectations grew all of a sudden, and the stress escalated unthinkably. Many times i felt so helpless, so useless, so tempted to give up. But the Lord knew my limits, and placed so many people around me to encourage me and to pray for me. The most amazing gift of all was someone who really could understand every thing that i was going through. comfort and encouragement came my way everyday. good advices were frequent. and a shoulder always there for me to cry on when everything just seems so bleak. It's only been a couple of months into my 3rd year of phD, but i can feel the tremendous amount of pressure that hits my limits so very often. i know i wouldn't have been able to face all these alone, and i am thankful to God for knowing and thus placing someone by my side to watch me and support me all day and all week. Thank you Lord :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1818892273697096450?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1818892273697096450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1818892273697096450&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1818892273697096450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1818892273697096450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/09/gods-gift.html' title='God&apos;s Gift'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-1002700009531552548</id><published>2009-09-17T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:42:20.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motion-less</title><content type='html'>Life has been too sedentary lately. the last physical activity i had was probably diving trip in april. That's like half a year ago!! &gt;.&lt; the whole group is going parasailing.. but i can't! quite sad. haiz. so near yet so far. what luck. hope we don't have to wait too long before the next chance to have such fun!! ^_^ (long weekend in nov? =P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1002700009531552548?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1002700009531552548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1002700009531552548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1002700009531552548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1002700009531552548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/09/motion-less.html' title='Motion-less'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2484238288236369490</id><published>2009-09-11T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:59:12.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i hadn't tried so hard, i'd be fine</title><content type='html'>and i only have myself to blame. why didn't i think of ignoring them and going ahead with it? i've learnt. it doesn't pay to listen to others, no matter how much more experience they have. and i just wasn't sharp enough to see the loopholes. haiz. so much work gone down the drain. if i had been more strong-headed, i would have done it. if i had been a slacker, it wouldn't have hurt so much. if i hadn't truly loved what i'm doing, it wouldn't matter so much. if only my 'if's could could come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2484238288236369490?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2484238288236369490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2484238288236369490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2484238288236369490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2484238288236369490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-i-hadnt-tried-so-hard-id-be-fine.html' title='if i hadn&apos;t tried so hard, i&apos;d be fine'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-8183293633021122191</id><published>2009-09-07T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:21:32.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i must learn to love insects from now on..</title><content type='html'>Never really liked insects. No affinity between us. In fact, sometimes they make me jump and run. BUT, for once, i am starting to like them. And i truly hope it develops into a very deep love for them. *shudders* Spodoptera frugiperda, is the insect i am talking about. my phD now depends so heavily on them, i really hope they work well for me! I wanted to put the picture here. but, when i googled for it, my goosebumps wouldn't go away!! i cannot bear to put them up on my blog. OK, if they really succeed, I WILL PUT THE PICTURE. hmm, then let's hope i can put those pictures up. haha. They may be my last hope in this... PLEASE. I WILL LEARN TO LOVE INSECTS IF YOU JUST MAKE IT WORK!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-8183293633021122191?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8183293633021122191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8183293633021122191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8183293633021122191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8183293633021122191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-must-learn-to-love-insects-from-now.html' title='i must learn to love insects from now on..'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2586771584428323325</id><published>2009-08-31T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:42:44.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What holds YOU together?</title><content type='html'>MUST WATCH!! Just 8minutes.. This really wowed me. ^_^ Use Google as he says.. that's what i did as i watched. it wows!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tangle.com/flash/swf/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=152b5103d741aca61093" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="tangle" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="270" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2586771584428323325?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2586771584428323325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2586771584428323325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2586771584428323325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2586771584428323325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-holds-you-together.html' title='What holds YOU together?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-4591567512338142786</id><published>2009-08-26T18:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:48:24.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UnderwATer again! ^_^</title><content type='html'>Didn't remember how much i miss the marine life, until yesterday. It was a rather impromptu decision. or rather, i was so busy that i went only because it was all planned for me. hehe. Thanks! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. all these that we see when diving!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNAq00m9I/AAAAAAAABoQ/jb_h-5OZOnQ/s1600-h/P1060549-cuttlefish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNAq00m9I/AAAAAAAABoQ/jb_h-5OZOnQ/s400/P1060549-cuttlefish.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374216035483556818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNCGgD-iI/AAAAAAAABoo/ET_THXvN2xQ/s1600-h/P1060557-fish+amongst+coral.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNCGgD-iI/AAAAAAAABoo/ET_THXvN2xQ/s400/P1060557-fish+amongst+coral.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374216060092545570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNBrKtZaI/AAAAAAAABog/o_p-GtuPW1E/s1600-h/P1060555-coral.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNBrKtZaI/AAAAAAAABog/o_p-GtuPW1E/s400/P1060555-coral.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374216052755228066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNBIKHMoI/AAAAAAAABoY/s5NiTBAVlVU/s1600-h/P1060551-crab.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNBIKHMoI/AAAAAAAABoY/s5NiTBAVlVU/s400/P1060551-crab.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374216043357483650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i finally saw rays!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR5rpXhfI/AAAAAAAABpw/-AEyoJij4-A/s1600-h/P1060573-ray%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR5rpXhfI/AAAAAAAABpw/-AEyoJij4-A/s400/P1060573-ray%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374221413003003378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes i even saw jellies! what beauty :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNCooJ68I/AAAAAAAABow/gQKUkUbAA2c/s1600-h/P1060560-more+jellies%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNCooJ68I/AAAAAAAABow/gQKUkUbAA2c/s400/P1060560-more+jellies%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374216069253295042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR4bFK3gI/AAAAAAAABpg/hwNcrsQFUnk/s1600-h/P1060561-oh+so+beautiful...JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR4bFK3gI/AAAAAAAABpg/hwNcrsQFUnk/s400/P1060561-oh+so+beautiful...JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374221391376342530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the great white!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR6Bjc8aI/AAAAAAAABp4/awdQGaD7GUM/s1600-h/P1060576-great+white+shark%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR6Bjc8aI/AAAAAAAABp4/awdQGaD7GUM/s400/P1060576-great+white+shark%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374221418883772834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok fine. i was not diving. i was at Underwater World@sentosa. hahaha BUT.. i was SO CLOSE TO DIVING! coz they had tickets for diving! The whole underwater world closed early yesterday, coz we had the entire place booked! woohoo! dined with the fishes!! ^_^ way cool~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR43p7xEI/AAAAAAAABpo/U__Phi--MWQ/s1600-h/P1060569-sign+amongst+the+fishes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR43p7xEI/AAAAAAAABpo/U__Phi--MWQ/s400/P1060569-sign+amongst+the+fishes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374221399046734914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR6pNWGPI/AAAAAAAABqA/shP7BpGPPbg/s1600-h/P1060589-we+dine+amongst+the+fishes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUR6pNWGPI/AAAAAAAABqA/shP7BpGPPbg/s400/P1060589-we+dine+amongst+the+fishes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374221429528467698" 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/8959307328469556566-4591567512338142786?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/4591567512338142786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=4591567512338142786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4591567512338142786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4591567512338142786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/08/underwater-again.html' title='UnderwATer again! ^_^'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SpUNAq00m9I/AAAAAAAABoQ/jb_h-5OZOnQ/s72-c/P1060549-cuttlefish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-1233134587523958401</id><published>2009-08-22T12:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:50:03.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week sabbatical</title><content type='html'>had planned a week of less experiments, so that i could spend more time meeting THE boss who's back from US (like 1-2 times a yr only, and each time only a week!). To add on to that, i had a presentation on friday, so i needed more time to prepare for it. yet, without knowing, the week went past with no free time in between! in fact, i was so busy everyday that i only went out for lunch once. really blessed that now i don't have to worry if there's no bread to pack for lunch on busy days, coz there's always someone else to depend on. ^_^ (not to forget, there was even icecream yesterday in my packed lunch! hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why was i so busy even with few experiments? meetings. tonnes of meetings, with locals and visitors from afar. discussions. analyses of data. and very fun, THE boss proposed something very new and exciting, and i was playing around with excel for 2 full days thereafter. whoaa.. there's such massive amt of data (like 45000 rows X 300 columns) that my computer takes ages to process everything. and with so much manipulations to do, i was really spending so much time on my work! until... a computer guru told me how to speed up the processing, and even wrote a very useful formula for me to use! whoahaha.. thanks dude! saved me so much time lah! instead of spending 2 full weeks on my data analysis, i actually finished everything in 2 full days! saved so much time! and just nice, finished  it before the end of the week coz next week is full of wetlab work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy i was, but i was really happy. being away from labwork for some time. not that i dislike wetlab, coz i really love doing it. but i like meeting people and discussing ideas and stuff with them too. get so much more ideas and feedback from these experts. and it pays when people get excited abt ur work. hee. and bioinformatics isn't so boring after all. and it's soooo convenient to do, can bring home my work to do at my own time! whoahahaha.. well, that was one 'week-long sabbatical' for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1233134587523958401?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1233134587523958401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1233134587523958401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1233134587523958401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1233134587523958401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-week-sabbatical.html' title='one week sabbatical'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2499878601383206792</id><published>2009-08-13T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:37:36.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need to become a good salesman</title><content type='html'>suddenly i realize how much easier the path would have been, if all these whirlwind changes had not occurred. yes, i had made the right choice earlier on. i knew that he'd be a good choice. but too bad, he was the one who decided to leave. so much had happened lately, after he had left me to someone else's care. noone seems to understand what i'm thinking, and noone seems to support my ideas. but he does! he thinks the same way! and the difference is, he is able to put it across so wonderfully that he can convince other people that it is worthwhile! oh my.. in just a single session, i suddenly feel so rejuvenated. i am reminded of how big the potential is in this. just need to learn to speak like him. articulate! bah. one big misunderstanding i had for so long was that scientists do not need to have good grasp of english. so i thought it suited me well. oh i am so so so wrong! same project, same ideas, but he can get his way and i am banished to the bottom of the pit, just because of the disparity in linguistic abilities! nonoonoooo i cannot let this happen. he's only here for a week. and who knows when he'd be back again. or ever. i cannot depend on him. it moves too slowly. i must learn to replace him with my own abilities. buck up jiajia! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2499878601383206792?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2499878601383206792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2499878601383206792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2499878601383206792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2499878601383206792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/08/need-to-become-good-salesman.html' title='need to become a good salesman'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2896346053352893521</id><published>2009-08-10T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:39:27.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP 2009</title><content type='html'>I've been so privileged, to have attended singapore's NDP so many times in my life, thanks to my daddy who always managed to get tix. This yr, however, i had a different experience. I didn't have the tix, but still went to catch NDP! whoahaha.. and i was even nearer to all the action than before! ^_^ pity we forgot the DSLR, and only had the compact camera with us. next yr try again! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn_4F4a-4eI/AAAAAAAABno/Q18NBWo_BnI/s1600-h/IMG_0015-flag+flyover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn_4F4a-4eI/AAAAAAAABno/Q18NBWo_BnI/s400/IMG_0015-flag+flyover.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368282060777513442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn_4HI7dIBI/AAAAAAAABoA/8pWnxTOC9DI/s1600-h/IMG_0034-soldiers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn_4GsDIbeI/AAAAAAAABnw/FCbBr2GtlKI/s400/IMG_0027-floating+canons%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368282074636119522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn_4HmYq_xI/AAAAAAAABoI/N_VCYc7jZF0/s1600-h/IMG_0080-fireworks%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn_4HmYq_xI/AAAAAAAABoI/N_VCYc7jZF0/s400/IMG_0080-fireworks%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368282090295721746" 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/8959307328469556566-2896346053352893521?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2896346053352893521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2896346053352893521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2896346053352893521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2896346053352893521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/08/ndp-2009.html' title='NDP 2009'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn_4F4a-4eI/AAAAAAAABno/Q18NBWo_BnI/s72-c/IMG_0015-flag+flyover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-6244485524183727928</id><published>2009-08-09T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:51:02.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visited many cities in a single day!</title><content type='html'>golden gate bridge in SF. a misty one at that. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2s3pEHWoI/AAAAAAAABng/dqeSh9hxjYI/s1600-h/P1060513-it%27s+golden+gate+bridge%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2s3pEHWoI/AAAAAAAABng/dqeSh9hxjYI/s400/P1060513-it%27s+golden+gate+bridge%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367636402811394690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back in venice!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2sKO9D8NI/AAAAAAAABnY/dS9uTWdISMk/s1600-h/P1060509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2sKO9D8NI/AAAAAAAABnY/dS9uTWdISMk/s400/P1060509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367635622708375762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot me in the mist/clouds!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2rjoF4J8I/AAAAAAAABnQ/GOZ0L1Q9ZpU/s1600-h/P1060481-spot+me%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2rjoF4J8I/AAAAAAAABnQ/GOZ0L1Q9ZpU/s400/P1060481-spot+me%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367634959441340354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;petronas towers in KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2ri2lp0rI/AAAAAAAABnA/XXLm4hOg8bE/s1600-h/P1060508-petronas+in+KL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2ri2lp0rI/AAAAAAAABnA/XXLm4hOg8bE/s400/P1060508-petronas+in+KL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367634946152846002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2riiCAcJI/AAAAAAAABm4/4fi9VD50tuU/s1600-h/P1060507-NYC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2riiCAcJI/AAAAAAAABm4/4fi9VD50tuU/s400/P1060507-NYC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367634940634624146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NYC???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2m0SC1HCI/AAAAAAAABmw/oDoD-wj_NYs/s1600-h/P1060505-NYC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2m0SC1HCI/AAAAAAAABmw/oDoD-wj_NYs/s400/P1060505-NYC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367629748022615074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back in london!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2mz-GwVyI/AAAAAAAABmo/aaJUAH1R6Gc/s1600-h/P1060496-and+london%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2mz-GwVyI/AAAAAAAABmo/aaJUAH1R6Gc/s400/P1060496-and+london%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367629742670370594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ah. paris again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2mzdu6ZKI/AAAAAAAABmg/CsOlhSyPCXo/s1600-h/P1060493-we+were+in+paris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2mzdu6ZKI/AAAAAAAABmg/CsOlhSyPCXo/s400/P1060493-we+were+in+paris.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367629733980431522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the clouds descended upon us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2mzNcUdRI/AAAAAAAABmY/0Hp9IK6Qg98/s1600-h/P1060468-check+out+the+mist%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2mzNcUdRI/AAAAAAAABmY/0Hp9IK6Qg98/s400/P1060468-check+out+the+mist%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367629729607480594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2mybDSPxI/AAAAAAAABmQ/I_ghM8-_1hU/s1600-h/P1060457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2mybDSPxI/AAAAAAAABmQ/I_ghM8-_1hU/s400/P1060457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367629716080705298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favourite. we were in tibet! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2rjVOSxTI/AAAAAAAABnI/ncW5ZEzBCZI/s1600-h/P1060530-us+in+tibet%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2rjVOSxTI/AAAAAAAABnI/ncW5ZEzBCZI/s400/P1060530-us+in+tibet%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367634954376365362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also spotted someone. hmm. but cannot say here. dunno if she's there secretly or openly. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6244485524183727928?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6244485524183727928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6244485524183727928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6244485524183727928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6244485524183727928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/08/visited-many-cities-in-single-day.html' title='visited many cities in a single day!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sn2s3pEHWoI/AAAAAAAABng/dqeSh9hxjYI/s72-c/P1060513-it%27s+golden+gate+bridge%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-4395431312197528432</id><published>2009-07-27T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:54:57.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder how she's doing now?</title><content type='html'>I was just reminded of the last thing she told me just before she left. Her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her broken english, we had this conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: You know doing a phD must do many things in parallel?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah. many things. I need to go for class, teach, do research...&lt;br /&gt;A: yeah yeah. Many many things in parallel&lt;br /&gt;me: uh huh..&lt;br /&gt;A: many many things. very important.&lt;br /&gt;me: ...??&lt;br /&gt;A: alot of things in parallel. need to find husband&lt;br /&gt;me: ahh... so how did you meet yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me.. How she needed the help of a bioinformatician during her phD years. How she met him. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He helped me graduate, so I decided to marry him&lt;/span&gt;" she said. Though brief, i could sense her blissfulness, so many years on.  They were such a blissful old couple, bringing lunch and dinner to the pantry, eating together. Now they're working at opposite ends of the world.  I wonder how she's doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In parallel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-4395431312197528432?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/4395431312197528432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=4395431312197528432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4395431312197528432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4395431312197528432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wonder-how-shes-doing-now.html' title='I wonder how she&apos;s doing now?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-7006778987404588598</id><published>2009-07-26T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:58:10.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does your faith show?</title><content type='html'>Today's sunday school lesson was from 1 Thessalonians. It focused on Living together in Purity (1 Thess 4:3-8) and Living together in Love (1 Thess 5:12-22). A large part of the lesson was about sexual immorality, and premarital sex. Being a class of 14 yr olds, some were obviously uneasy about the topic. But many were rather responsive too!! though we're teachers, we do learn from the lessons too. and one part of the lesson that i remember, is the part about 'the most precious gift'. with each relationship you have, you give a part of your heart and maybe a part of your body away. with each relationship, you have less treasure for your partner. then on the day of the wedding, your partner will ask "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so what do you have left for me?&lt;/span&gt;". How sad it is, if there is very little left for that person who'd spend the rest of your life with you! Don't you want to reserve EVERYTHING you have for that person you will love? Thus, think twice about entering a r/s, and what you do with the person you're together with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i reserved alot for whoever I would marry in future. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7006778987404588598?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7006778987404588598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7006778987404588598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7006778987404588598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7006778987404588598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-your-faith-show.html' title='Does your faith show?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-9169467093742457699</id><published>2009-07-22T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:10:37.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how do you know?</title><content type='html'>when it is right? coz you just know it. you can feel it. trust your own heart. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-9169467093742457699?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/9169467093742457699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=9169467093742457699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/9169467093742457699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/9169467093742457699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-do-you-know.html' title='how do you know?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-6775679328962286882</id><published>2009-07-21T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:31:21.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really don't want to say anything abt it, just want to ignore everything and live on. but, i really cannot. i need an outlet. just let me complain, just this once. then i will ignore whatever else comes my way. i am just too lazy to say anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it happens each time. i know i have alot to defend, and can defend. i am not in the wrong, nor were u in the right. but i just cannot be bothered with such things anymore. let you vent it out, complain all you want, get all the sympathy you want. i don't need it. i have better things around me. i believe the truth prevails. i just hope that one day they will experience the same things as me, then they will understand what i've been through too. til then, i let you win. coz there're more impt things to worry about ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6775679328962286882?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6775679328962286882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6775679328962286882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6775679328962286882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6775679328962286882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-really-dont-want-to-say-anything-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2033254012737516000</id><published>2009-07-21T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:59:39.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at the door, i saw it. the first surprise. placed very very nicely. obviously a gift. but i was so overwhelmed by the surprise, that i was abit worried that it wasn't meant for me. then would be so paiseh. so i hid my emotions, fighting back my tears of joy. &gt;.&lt; so sorry. next time will not k? thx dear. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2033254012737516000?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2033254012737516000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2033254012737516000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2033254012737516000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2033254012737516000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-door-i-saw-it.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-8063914541932032043</id><published>2009-07-19T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:26:04.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Run!</title><content type='html'>Yesssss finally, i get to run the Shape Run! 2006 i missed the application. 07 was a too slow and it was full. 08 i signed up and ended up in california that week instead. 09, i signed up and had conference again. but i came back 5 days before the run and recovered very quickly from my jetlag! yay!!! But i tot this year couldn't run again, coz i fell on friday, and had a minor strain on my left ankle+toes. fortunately it wasn't too bad, and i still managed to go for the run! of course it wasn't easy, coz i had been slacking away with minimal physical activity while touring europe! hehe.. but still, it felt good. i liked it. first time running with only girls! so weird. then the roads were lined with only the male species. after the run, on my way back, the shopping malls were filled with even more men. oh gosh. it was a really odd sight to have a shopping mall with no females, and only men sitting in macdonalds and coffee bean. looking bored. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw lots of older women at the run today. maybe next yr i will jio my mum along too! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-8063914541932032043?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8063914541932032043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8063914541932032043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8063914541932032043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8063914541932032043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/07/pink-run.html' title='Pink Run!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-708247750624031787</id><published>2009-07-10T06:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T06:49:28.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upon JQ's request ^_^</title><content type='html'>really quite lazy, and haven't really looked through my photos. but just to please JQ, here are some photos from Budapest and Venice! (or rather, photos of us 3. scenery ones must wait. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful skies everywhere&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyYpzqtaI/AAAAAAAABlQ/EtQvjuIXUCw/s1600-h/IMG_3501-gateway+to+heaven%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyYpzqtaI/AAAAAAAABlQ/EtQvjuIXUCw/s400/IMG_3501-gateway+to+heaven%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356594574668772770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am still hard at work! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyZMhgN0I/AAAAAAAABlY/23WB57wYXMA/s1600-h/IMG_3603-me+reading+a+book+in+buda+library.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyZMhgN0I/AAAAAAAABlY/23WB57wYXMA/s400/IMG_3603-me+reading+a+book+in+buda+library.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356594583987828546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun very hot. look! ninja turtle travels with us! and i'm so tanned now. pity prague now is a little cold, i'm going to lose my tan before anyone else in singapore sees me. humph&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyX3hIR2I/AAAAAAAABlA/VCHZqlhtirQ/s1600-h/IMG_3377-ninja+turtle+in+hungarian+restaurant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyX3hIR2I/AAAAAAAABlA/VCHZqlhtirQ/s400/IMG_3377-ninja+turtle+in+hungarian+restaurant.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356594561169246050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZzA7TZhbI/AAAAAAAABls/zhnP_2JtKfY/s1600-h/IMG_3747-tickle%7E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZzA7TZhbI/AAAAAAAABls/zhnP_2JtKfY/s400/IMG_3747-tickle%7E.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356595266560034226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZzAZ-WizI/AAAAAAAABlg/YkHQogHNFYc/s1600-h/IMG_3702-me+and+fangers+over+looking+pest.+tanned%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZzAZ-WizI/AAAAAAAABlg/YkHQogHNFYc/s400/IMG_3702-me+and+fangers+over+looking+pest.+tanned%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356595257613388594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyYbHXPaI/AAAAAAAABlI/5vg2hiovQdc/s1600-h/IMG_3403-greedy+yifang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyYbHXPaI/AAAAAAAABlI/5vg2hiovQdc/s400/IMG_3403-greedy+yifang.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356594570724851106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyXjAvb_I/AAAAAAAABk4/s0B8XbysPSU/s1600-h/IMG_3313-3+of+us+at+st+stephen%27s+basilica.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyXjAvb_I/AAAAAAAABk4/s0B8XbysPSU/s400/IMG_3313-3+of+us+at+st+stephen%27s+basilica.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356594555664691186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and some pics of venice. lalala. just our faces lah. venice is really a nice place. esp the food! yum~ me love italy!!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZzBXj-lYI/AAAAAAAABl4/x8wmedr-5Sw/s1600-h/IMG_3954-us+3+in+venice%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZzBXj-lYI/AAAAAAAABl4/x8wmedr-5Sw/s400/IMG_3954-us+3+in+venice%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356595274145764738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZzB8HnpRI/AAAAAAAABmE/zxRoZB-XUEs/s1600-h/IMG_4070-us+3+in+burano.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZzB8HnpRI/AAAAAAAABmE/zxRoZB-XUEs/s400/IMG_4070-us+3+in+burano.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356595283958932754" 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/8959307328469556566-708247750624031787?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/708247750624031787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=708247750624031787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/708247750624031787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/708247750624031787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/07/upon-jqs-request.html' title='upon JQ&apos;s request ^_^'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SlZyYpzqtaI/AAAAAAAABlQ/EtQvjuIXUCw/s72-c/IMG_3501-gateway+to+heaven%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-5415355924652811820</id><published>2009-07-01T05:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:11:53.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello! from Dublin, Killarney and Paris!</title><content type='html'>At a park in dublin..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Skp-ZjjXzNI/AAAAAAAABkg/1k2jmJ31sm4/s1600-h/IMG_1694-us+at+the+park.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Skp-ZjjXzNI/AAAAAAAABkg/1k2jmJ31sm4/s400/IMG_1694-us+at+the+park.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230084588686546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And YES i was hard at work... conference, and being NERDY&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Skp_JGen0BI/AAAAAAAABkw/AkPLVvbQOLI/s1600-h/IMG_2255-me+a+nerd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Skp_JGen0BI/AAAAAAAABkw/AkPLVvbQOLI/s400/IMG_2255-me+a+nerd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230901417857042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At eiffel tower!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Skp-Z4vfcCI/AAAAAAAABko/m4mDOodeITw/s1600-h/IMG_2671-3+of+us+at+eiffel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Skp-Z4vfcCI/AAAAAAAABko/m4mDOodeITw/s400/IMG_2671-3+of+us+at+eiffel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230090276663330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off to budapest tmr. Cya all soon~~ (yes.. i'm still hard at work here =P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5415355924652811820?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5415355924652811820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5415355924652811820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5415355924652811820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5415355924652811820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-from-dublin-killarney-and-paris.html' title='Hello! from Dublin, Killarney and Paris!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Skp-ZjjXzNI/AAAAAAAABkg/1k2jmJ31sm4/s72-c/IMG_1694-us+at+the+park.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-5592825252812285258</id><published>2009-06-17T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:32:01.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 hours and 10 minutes more..</title><content type='html'>and i'd be on the plane, on my way to Ireland! Been some time since i flew a plane. In fact, this is the first time this year! and there are new travel buddies this time round, so it'd be exciting! Another 1 mth trip after my london trip.. but that was alone, while this is with many people! yay~ I haven't had the time to upload Ipoh and diving trip pics. well.. maybe next month? or maybe never.. since i'd be busy with europe photos then. hahaha. anyway, everybody take care!! don't melt! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5592825252812285258?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5592825252812285258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5592825252812285258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5592825252812285258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5592825252812285258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-hours-and-10-minutes-more.html' title='5 hours and 10 minutes more..'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-5630396993722860364</id><published>2009-06-14T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:07:49.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday dinners at home ^_^</title><content type='html'>My mum cooked mee siam today!! yumyumyum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjUC1jTpuXI/AAAAAAAABkY/ff-AynBJayI/s1600-h/P1060406-ma%27s+meesiam.+2009-06-14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjUC1jTpuXI/AAAAAAAABkY/ff-AynBJayI/s400/P1060406-ma%27s+meesiam.+2009-06-14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347183251606321522" 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/8959307328469556566-5630396993722860364?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5630396993722860364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5630396993722860364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5630396993722860364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5630396993722860364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-dinners-at-home.html' title='sunday dinners at home ^_^'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjUC1jTpuXI/AAAAAAAABkY/ff-AynBJayI/s72-c/P1060406-ma%27s+meesiam.+2009-06-14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-3135359281879933061</id><published>2009-06-13T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:50:18.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many tries later, i finally got to eat icecream at daily scoop again. i think i'm the most unfortunate, to go there without my wallet, then forget that they're closed for a few days, then went there to have lunch and felt too full for any icecream! argh. but yes, good things are worth pursuing. i finally FINALLY got to eat my icecream! and sure enough it was goooooooood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the bestest combination i ever tried. Peach bum with hot hot brownie. it's sourish, complements perfectly with the chocolatey brownie. oooooooohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmL34u3YI/AAAAAAAABkI/22bX4f2urNc/s1600-h/P1060364-peach+bum+and+brownie%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmL34u3YI/AAAAAAAABkI/22bX4f2urNc/s400/P1060364-peach+bum+and+brownie%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346729536785407362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other one, plain crispy waffle topped with berry brandy! whoa.. the brandy was so strong, as compared to the other alcoholic flavors! nice nice.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmMCv62vI/AAAAAAAABkQ/imDDYgX2q54/s1600-h/P1060365-brandy+berry+on+yummy+waffle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmMCv62vI/AAAAAAAABkQ/imDDYgX2q54/s400/P1060365-brandy+berry+on+yummy+waffle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346729539701234418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i never really stopped by to take a look. the view was so beautiful, especially at that time of the day. wish i had a better camera with me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmLmRnuJI/AAAAAAAABkA/BJILMKx1SYQ/s1600-h/P1060394-sunset+at+sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmLmRnuJI/AAAAAAAABkA/BJILMKx1SYQ/s400/P1060394-sunset+at+sunset.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346729532057958546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even the kids knew where to get the best view. and i think it's better to go as a kid. it's actually quite high, and i got quite scared. yes, my friends always luff at me being an acrophobic, considering that i'm not that short. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmLCxVoVI/AAAAAAAABj4/C-qVnc--DOo/s1600-h/P1060386-TH+many+yrs+ago...JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmLCxVoVI/AAAAAAAABj4/C-qVnc--DOo/s400/P1060386-TH+many+yrs+ago...JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346729522527314258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;proof that it's high! see? someone was there all strapped up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmK4c7G6I/AAAAAAAABjw/-kJQ65VO76o/s1600-h/P1060384-he%27s+going+down%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmK4c7G6I/AAAAAAAABjw/-kJQ65VO76o/s400/P1060384-he%27s+going+down%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346729519757335458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i really must make a trip there again, hopefully before i leave for europe. bah, so many things to do before i leave! but i can hear the berry brandy calling me.. mmmmm =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3135359281879933061?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3135359281879933061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3135359281879933061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3135359281879933061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3135359281879933061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-many-tries-later-i-finally-got-to.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SjNmL34u3YI/AAAAAAAABkI/22bX4f2urNc/s72-c/P1060364-peach+bum+and+brownie%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-2024163032323388533</id><published>2009-06-11T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:28:17.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Cinematics!</title><content type='html'>Go view &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/homeproject"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;by Yann  Arthus Bertrand. The cinematic will take your breath away! ^_^ (don't know why i cannot embed it.. so.. be hardworking and visit the website lah! hehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2024163032323388533?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2024163032323388533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2024163032323388533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2024163032323388533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2024163032323388533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-cinematics_11.html' title='Awesome Cinematics!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-7028980176877851557</id><published>2009-06-07T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:50:34.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post-exam activity</title><content type='html'>Pumpkin cake! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a gift, for a dear friend who's leaving. So, we decided to make it for her, since she's been requesting it for sometime but i've just been too lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost done, before putting it to steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SivE7J7YECI/AAAAAAAABjg/u0MHKf9ok2w/s1600-h/P1060347-before+putting+it+to+steam...JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SivE7J7YECI/AAAAAAAABjg/u0MHKf9ok2w/s400/P1060347-before+putting+it+to+steam...JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344581903361511458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final product, after the garnishing! so pretty! and smells so good, tastes even better! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SivE7TSL74I/AAAAAAAABjo/sbgEH2oL1sk/s1600-h/P1060362-the+final+product%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SivE7TSL74I/AAAAAAAABjo/sbgEH2oL1sk/s400/P1060362-the+final+product%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344581905873104770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she likes it. And thanks for helping. tho i am so very upset at the biasedness of my mum during the entire process. grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7028980176877851557?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7028980176877851557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7028980176877851557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7028980176877851557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7028980176877851557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-post-exam-activity.html' title='First post-exam activity'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SivE7J7YECI/AAAAAAAABjg/u0MHKf9ok2w/s72-c/P1060347-before+putting+it+to+steam...JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-142463639830982434</id><published>2009-06-05T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:42:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS TO ALL!!</title><content type='html'>for your prayers! and encouragement! and everything you have done. It has been a really tough month, but i'm through with it now! yes, i've passed! "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;it was a perfect presentation&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wendy passed with flying colors&lt;/span&gt;", as i quote my supervisor. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, i couldn't have done this without the support of everyone. the understanding of my bad tempers; the daily jokes to keep me happy; the encouragement to keep my morale up; the 'pretend nothing happened and let's have fun' to let me forget abt it sometimes and maintain my sanity; the prayers you included me in; the bearing with me ignoring you guys when you come around and have a chat coz i'm studying hard; the accomodating xb for her copilot.. all in all, THANKS! my next exam is in 2 yrs' time. til then.. life is great! hehe~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-142463639830982434?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/142463639830982434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=142463639830982434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/142463639830982434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/142463639830982434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-to-all.html' title='THANKS TO ALL!!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-6028188108872339724</id><published>2009-06-02T13:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:04:29.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we have new friends from Finland! ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SiSyo2XOWRI/AAAAAAAABjI/LEmx0a3vy9o/s1600-h/P1060341-helmi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SiSyo2XOWRI/AAAAAAAABjI/LEmx0a3vy9o/s400/P1060341-helmi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342591472825686290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Helmi and Rudolf from Finland! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SiSypbLfYbI/AAAAAAAABjQ/DCciuXysti0/s1600-h/P1060345-helmi+n+rudolf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SiSypbLfYbI/AAAAAAAABjQ/DCciuXysti0/s400/P1060345-helmi+n+rudolf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342591482708582834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so coincidentally, all our toys so far are winter animals. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SiSyprsyBuI/AAAAAAAABjY/9yEy44Y7zRM/s1600-h/P1060343-winter+pets%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SiSyprsyBuI/AAAAAAAABjY/9yEy44Y7zRM/s400/P1060343-winter+pets%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342591487143184098" 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/8959307328469556566-6028188108872339724?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6028188108872339724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6028188108872339724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6028188108872339724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6028188108872339724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-have-new-friends-from-finland.html' title='we have new friends from Finland! ^_^'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SiSyo2XOWRI/AAAAAAAABjI/LEmx0a3vy9o/s72-c/P1060341-helmi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-6655914414066309949</id><published>2009-06-01T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:07:51.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>to friends who happen to be there when i need them. 'twas such a weird ending to a happy day out at lunch. so rare to have time to have everyone go out together. ok, maybe weird is not the word to describe it, but rather unexpected. truly. i was fighting my emotions all the way on the bus ride back. whoaa.. think i almost suffocated trying to suppress everything. still had my 3:30pm meeting to think about. back at my desk, i was trying so hard to cram some last minute reading into my head. but i obviously couldn't. thanks for the offer... and so sorry, the moment u asked me what happened, i really couldn't keep it in anymore. thanks for taking time off the busy first day back, just to comfort me. so useless of me.. the only one who took it so hard. &gt;.&lt; and so sorry that i caught you off guard that we didn't bring money along with us. hahaha. but it wasn't a wasted trip! tho i was 5minutes late for the meeting, i was actually in a better condition than ever before, and was actually able to get thru the meeting all fine! so the day ended on the right note. ^_^ just 2 more meetings to go! then yes... now i have even more things to do after june 5th. will need some inspiration then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6655914414066309949?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6655914414066309949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6655914414066309949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6655914414066309949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6655914414066309949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-290697110537998039</id><published>2009-06-01T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:01:55.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and life seems to be back to normal again. things seem good. at least, until 3:30pm today. At 10pm yesterday, he called for a meeting today. Yes, yesterday was sunday night. And yes, i did check my email and reply at 1am. And even more amazingly, he acknowledged my reply at 5am. Are we not expected to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope the meeting at 3:30pm would go well. coz last week's meeting and presentation brought me back to square one.  as though all my work and reading up was just wasted. went terribly. just wanted to dig a hole and jump in. wish i was never born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this on my desk today by chance, while waiting for xb. ^_^ it was a note that brought me through university days. It's simple, but meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When you're down and troubled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When you're sad and blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just leave it to GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;for GOD holds our tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and He holds our hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, He holds my tomorrow, He holds my future. And I know He'd hold my hands as i go for meeting today, wednesday, and the final exam on friday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-290697110537998039?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/290697110537998039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=290697110537998039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/290697110537998039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/290697110537998039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-life-seems-to-be-back-to-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-8591927245854575740</id><published>2009-05-28T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:35:20.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing IPOH.. and more =(</title><content type='html'>Ok, we didn't just go ipoh to jump. haha. but no time to upload so many pictures now lah. next friday, after my BIG BIG exam, i will upload all ipoh pictures and tioman diving pictures! ^_^ meanwhile, just uploading this coz i miss those carefree times, tho it was just a week ago. it's been a big rush since i came back. tmr is my 3rd mock presentation.. with 20-strength audience. geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sh5aNaWofRI/AAAAAAAABjA/pHVvbfSRbDs/s1600-h/PICT0124-jump+shot+at+cave%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sh5aNaWofRI/AAAAAAAABjA/pHVvbfSRbDs/s400/PICT0124-jump+shot+at+cave%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340805394567036178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sh5aM9qhg9I/AAAAAAAABiw/YGKdGSr7wPM/s1600-h/PICT0216-jumpshot+atop+hill%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sh5aM9qhg9I/AAAAAAAABiw/YGKdGSr7wPM/s400/PICT0216-jumpshot+atop+hill%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340805386865837010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sh5aNEzRszI/AAAAAAAABi4/7a1QbaNB6g0/s1600-h/PICT0223-super+synchronized+jump%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sh5aNEzRszI/AAAAAAAABi4/7a1QbaNB6g0/s400/PICT0223-super+synchronized+jump%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340805388781597490" border="0" /&gt;The last, and most synchronized jump shot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-8591927245854575740?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8591927245854575740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8591927245854575740&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8591927245854575740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8591927245854575740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/missing-ipoh-and-more.html' title='missing IPOH.. and more =('/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Sh5aNaWofRI/AAAAAAAABjA/pHVvbfSRbDs/s72-c/PICT0124-jump+shot+at+cave%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-5727244816683613748</id><published>2009-05-26T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:17:52.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>would seriously appreciate it if people would stop using vulgarities everywhere they go. so glad that many of my friends don't use them, and some others know about how much i dislike foul words, so they do make an effort to avoid using it when i'm around. but i don't usually bother informing other people around me if they don't know, coz though i dislike hearing it, i have no right in dictating what comes out of their mouths. so i just close one ear and pretend i didn't hear anything. just don't be surprised if i suddenly lose my smile and turn silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't understand why people need to use those words. doesn't help the situation more when you use vulgarities you know. it doesn't turn the rain to sunshine. it doesn't stop drivers from cutting into your lane. it doesn't stop people from arrowing you to do work. it doesn't remove the stink of dog poo from your shoe. so why make it even worse by using such unpleasant sounding words? &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5727244816683613748?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5727244816683613748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5727244816683613748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5727244816683613748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5727244816683613748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/would-seriously-appreciate-it-if-people.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-7169407658414613118</id><published>2009-05-13T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:45:49.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting down... with distractions</title><content type='html'>The exam is just around the corner, and i am working extremely hard for it. for other reasons too, of course. but at the same time, my next weekends are full of distractions, with Ipoh and Tioman trips taking up my weekends! Can't wait.. haven't traveled with the FSC in ages. In fact, i've never traveled with 3 out of the 5 of us going to ipoh! whoaahaha.. the FSC is really going to the next level. we're going to conquer food out of singapore's borders! i'm sure it'd be a good trip. Thanks wyee for agreeing to bringing us home. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not all. amidst exam preparations, i am preparing for other major activities too! amongst it includes the europe trip. FINALLY, tickets have been booked. at almost half the rates that i was quoted a month ago! Thanks to the flu, as well as the capability of the other 2 going on the trip. Thank God for them! now for the decision of where in Europe to travel after tt. =P there're other things i am planning for too.. really exciting things.. things i have had wanted to do ages ago but found noone to do it with. Now i have found companion! but... it cannot be done unless if i pass the exam. So... i will not announce it til i pass. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic of exam. if not for the distractions, i think i'd be so stressed. maybe overly stressed. if not for friends who're around to support me and give me encouragement every moment of the day, i may have collapsed. Lin asked me to watch 'Facing the Giants', and i did. 3 times in 2 days, in fact. truly enough, it touched me. right smack. And the scene on the death crawl (embedded film), really felt like i am doing it now. and i will only be able to do it with the encouragement and support of all around me. Thank you Lord, for sending these people into my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vB59PkB0eQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vB59PkB0eQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-7169407658414613118?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/7169407658414613118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=7169407658414613118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7169407658414613118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/7169407658414613118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/counting-down-with-distractions.html' title='counting down... with distractions'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-270860121556371383</id><published>2009-05-09T10:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:21:05.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space, the final frontier...</title><content type='html'>For a non Star-Trek fan, this was really good! Had half expected to be totally lost during the movie, despite friend's assurances. Plus, i was not as hardworking as fangers to go do any reading up before we all went for the movie! But it wasn't what I had expected. It was not-so-geeky, it was humorous, and quite easy to understand! (yes, save for 'red matter'... bleah) But yes, it's highly recommended to all! doesn't matter if you've ever watched or even heard of previous star trek films/shows. You can still watch this blockbuster! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SgToH8EG2iI/AAAAAAAABio/GkWsi6A2FQc/s1600-h/star-trek-uk-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SgToH8EG2iI/AAAAAAAABio/GkWsi6A2FQc/s400/star-trek-uk-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333643081793591842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, he's quite cute. reminds me of a friend. who's not in town currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the seats at grand cathay are nice, big and comfy. i like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SgTmDWEQuBI/AAAAAAAABiQ/t8KJREydjO8/s1600-h/star-trek-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-270860121556371383?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/270860121556371383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=270860121556371383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/270860121556371383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/270860121556371383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/space-final-frontier.html' title='Space, the final frontier...'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SgToH8EG2iI/AAAAAAAABio/GkWsi6A2FQc/s72-c/star-trek-uk-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-1289205012456288077</id><published>2009-05-06T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:42:51.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>for the chat, the counsel, the encouragement. haven't felt so terrible in a long time, and i really appreciate the timely comforting words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard, to keep the tears at bay when you came in person today. put on a strong smile, i told myself. and indeed, it helps. no more of crying in front of everybody. first time because he left, second time because of the meaningful present. I think that is enough. i have a reputation to uphold. may i pick myself up again, and win the next showdown! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1289205012456288077?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1289205012456288077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1289205012456288077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1289205012456288077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1289205012456288077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2629916654093505531</id><published>2009-05-05T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:11:29.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passage of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This passage was brought to attention when i was talking to a friend today.  It's a very popular story, and i've read it many times. But each time, it just gives extreme comfort to know that He's always there, no matter how many times I have wanted (oh have) turned my back to Him. Thank you Father, for your agape (unconditional) love. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;The Parable of the Lost Son &lt;/h5&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25592" class="versenum" value="11"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;Jesus continued: "There was a man who had two sons. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25593" class="versenum" value="12"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;The younger one said to his father, 'Father, give me my share of the estate.' So he divided his property between them. &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25594" class="versenum" value="13"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;"Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25595" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25596" class="versenum" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25597" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25598" class="versenum" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;"When he came to his senses, he said, 'How many of my father's hired men have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25599" class="versenum" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25600" class="versenum" value="19"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired men.' &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25601" class="versenum" value="20"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;So he got up and went to his father.&lt;br /&gt;     "But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25602" class="versenum" value="21"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;"The son said to him, 'Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.&lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="%22#fen-NIV-25602a%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;a]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%2015:11-32#fen-NIV-25602a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25603" class="versenum" value="22"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;"But the father said to his servants, 'Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25604" class="versenum" value="23"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let's have a feast and celebrate. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25605" class="versenum" value="24"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.' So they began to celebrate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25606" class="versenum" value="25"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;"Meanwhile, the older son was in the field. When he came near the house, he heard music and dancing. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25607" class="versenum" value="26"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;So he called one of the servants and asked him what was going on. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25608" class="versenum" value="27"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;'Your brother has come,' he replied, 'and your father has killed the fattened calf because he has him back safe and sound.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25609" class="versenum" value="28"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;"The older brother became angry and refused to go in. So his father went out and pleaded with him. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25610" class="versenum" value="29"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;But he answered his father, 'Look! All these years I've been slaving for you and never disobeyed your orders. Yet you never gave me even a young goat so I could celebrate with my friends. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25611" class="versenum" value="30"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;But when this son of yours who has squandered your property with prostitutes comes home, you kill the fattened calf for him!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25612" class="versenum" value="31"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;" 'My son,' the father said, 'you are always with me, and everything I have is yours. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25613" class="versenum" value="32"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt;But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.' "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Luke 15:11-32&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2629916654093505531?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2629916654093505531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2629916654093505531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2629916654093505531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2629916654093505531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/passage-of-day.html' title='Passage of the Day'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-8709303478614028950</id><published>2009-05-05T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:51:44.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i don't understand the discrepancy. Am i blind or totally insensitive or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm asked to be more competitive. fight it out. yeah.. if it were a few yrs back, i wouldn't even need to be told to do so. I was so convicted to prove everyone wrong if they looked down on me. i was ready to fight back every professor's demeaning words, every obstacle anyone placed my way. but i have changed since then. I don't want to be so competitive anymore. But is it wrong? It seems like i was more ready then than now to do a phD, to compete with people and to fight my way into "the elite club". I don't want to bother about all these. I just want to do my research. I am not here to compete, i am not here to be on the right side of favouritism, not be here to prove i am the best. But yet, it seems like it is all part and parcel of the game. either you do it all, or do nothing at all. sigh. maybe it's time to go back to the old days? or is there some other way i can find a balance? i really don't feel like living tt kind of life anymore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-8709303478614028950?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8709303478614028950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8709303478614028950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8709303478614028950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8709303478614028950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-i-dont-understand-discrepancy.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3589146674416746491</id><published>2009-05-05T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:15:53.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is amazing! Wonder if my bro will ever be able to do that.. haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3kyNGVK-hI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3kyNGVK-hI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3589146674416746491?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3589146674416746491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3589146674416746491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3589146674416746491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3589146674416746491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-amazing-wonder-if-my-bro-will.html' title='This is amazing! Wonder if my bro will ever be able to do that.. haha'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-8053997176591409668</id><published>2009-05-05T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:11:21.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution vs Creation</title><content type='html'>Was preparing all these for my lesson last sunday. Was quite intrigued by how nature really speaks for creationism itself. Had been quite convicted all along, but this only adds to it. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assumptions in the evolution theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1446994/evolutionary_assumptions.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span size =" 1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1446994/evolutionary_assumptions/"&gt;Evolutionary Assumptions&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Celebrity bloopers here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the simple Chicken Egg defies evolution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/yt-zGc5BbUWstA/scientific_discoveries_incredible_creatures_that_defy_evol.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span size =" 1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/yt-zGc5BbUWstA/scientific_discoveries_incredible_creatures_that_defy_evol/"&gt;Scientific Discoveries : Incredible Creatures That Defy Evol&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Click here for more home videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find more from "Incredible Creatures that defy Evolution"! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-8053997176591409668?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8053997176591409668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8053997176591409668&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8053997176591409668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8053997176591409668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/evolution-vs-creation.html' title='Evolution vs Creation'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-2655175965305640371</id><published>2009-05-05T08:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:21:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for all your prayers!</title><content type='html'>I also don't know why i was so stressed about the meeting. Just another meeting, ain't it? But i guess it was the 'warning' i received the previous week, that got me all jittery. There was nothing much i could do because it was sunday and i had no intentions to come back to work on a sunday. Hence, i went ahead with the meeting, able to only submit it all to the Lord. Vivi sent me an sms a couple of hours before, quoting Psalm 34:9 "Fear the Lord you his saints, for those who fear him lack nothing". Thanks girl, for the encouragement you always give, be it sms or emails. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, it went fine in the end. Of course i appeared really dumb and lacked all knowledge, but i was already prepared for the worst. Yeah, it's been so many years since i thought my life would be a big mess. gosh, the stress that made me all nauseous, which didn't help with the stench of the tumors i was working with in the morning before the meeting. The smell was still there after the meeting, but i felt alright! was even hungry due to the lunch i had skipped. Shows that the nauseousness was not from the stench, but anxiety! whoahaha... so old ler still stressed until like that. haha. well, i'm glad it's over. one month to piah now! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-2655175965305640371?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/2655175965305640371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=2655175965305640371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2655175965305640371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/2655175965305640371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-for-all-your-prayers.html' title='Thank you for all your prayers!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-3655103176095495964</id><published>2009-05-02T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:58:40.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philly Cheese Steak!</title><content type='html'>Yes, i finally had Philly Cheese Steak in singapore! haha... had loved the ones in Philly, but never tried any in singapore because i was almost sure it would be totally wrong and spoil my wonderful memories of Philly cheesesteak in philly. But, today was special. I met steph and harry, in NewyorkNewyork! We all knew each other in Philly, and had traveled to NYC together then. So i decided to finally choose philly cheesesteak. I didn't expect it to be like the true philly cheesesteak of course, but rather treated it as another burger with the name only. So it wasn't disppointing, coz it was totally unlike the authentic one. haha. not the least bit like it. zero resemblance. I bet the creator had never even been to philly, let alone tried the real philly cheesesteak! even the bun is wrong. the cheese wrong. the shrooms wrong. gosh. what was right? maybe the name (oh no, the name wasn't. it was called philly cheese steak sandwich. nooo... it's not a sandwich... it's just philly cheesesteak!). and yes, it was beef inside. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manz, i really miss philly. miss US. miss exchange. i wish i could go back there again, study there again, live there again. Why are we always never contented? hmm. i wonder if i would get to go there for my post doc?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-3655103176095495964?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/3655103176095495964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=3655103176095495964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3655103176095495964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/3655103176095495964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/philly-cheese-steak.html' title='Philly Cheese Steak!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-412367683983838050</id><published>2009-05-01T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:21:53.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I ready?</title><content type='html'>On one hand, i really want to get it over and done with. On the other, I question myself if I am really ready for such a big test. Some people tell me it's hard to fail. Others tell me most people fail the first time round. And I don't have much of a choice, for I die die have to pass the exam by august. To add on, The Big One is starting to be a little doubtful of my project again. yes, A-G-A-I-N. It gets frustrating sometimes, when I cannot merely focus on doing my research, but at the same time have to think of ways to convince people around me that it is a worthwhile commitment. Yes, I know that's part of research work. Think about the people who need to write grants for fundings. But... It's really a very promising project, can't you people see it!? I'm just a little slower in producing ground-breaking findings, not because i am lazy and don't do any work, but because I only have 2 hands, 24hrs a day, and not too much luck. And to add on, who on earth produces exhilarating results every other week? Give me a break... I'll show you what I can do. Just pass me and let me carry on with my pipetting... I promise you I wouldn't disappoint you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-412367683983838050?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/412367683983838050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=412367683983838050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/412367683983838050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/412367683983838050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-i-ready.html' title='Am I ready?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-5922240134711699748</id><published>2009-05-01T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:15:54.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence? Really?</title><content type='html'>I would never have thought that someone would share so many similarities as me. Not referring to looks or genetics (coz i am sure my sister would beat anybody to that!), but rather interests and thinking. It's nice, really, to talk to someone on the same wavelength. Many of my closer friends do share the same wavelength, agree on many things. But seldom on SO MANY things. It's a little unbelievable. Yet pleasant at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-5922240134711699748?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/5922240134711699748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=5922240134711699748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5922240134711699748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/5922240134711699748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/05/coincidence-really.html' title='Coincidence? Really?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-9039721049881755674</id><published>2009-04-26T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:35:56.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it JUST has to happen together. WHY?</title><content type='html'>If only life were simpler. No decisions to make, no choices to make. That'd be so nice. Sometimes, we complain that we have no choice. Then, we complain when there're too many choices. haiz. I keep wondering if this is good or bad, that i have choices. If there were only 1 option, then no need to wreck my simple brain to choose. Then again, who doesn't like choices? Especially when offered all at the same time, then can take your pick. Choose the best one. BUT... then comes the worry that we might make the wrong choice, and regret later. HAIYOH. What contradictory creatures we all are. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. i so need a break from all my activities. So tired out. All of a sudden, everyone's meeting up and organizing activities. Not that i'm complaining. I LOVE going out with my friends, and i love it when everyone is so spontaneous and we can easily spend time together without going through much hassle of planning. But, i think i am taking on too much. meeting too many different groups of friends, doing too many different things, picking up too many skills, making too many commitments. Need a break. gosh. but no opportunity to. howhowhow. can't wait for dive trip at the end of may, then europe 2 weeks later! noone will be able to ask me out then, and i can enjoy life at its simplest, and maybe slowest. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-9039721049881755674?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/9039721049881755674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=9039721049881755674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/9039721049881755674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/9039721049881755674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-just-has-to-happen-together-why.html' title='it JUST has to happen together. WHY?'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-1808843023424248834</id><published>2009-04-25T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:37:59.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SfLB9JFMU_I/AAAAAAAABiI/tuZP4eNAhr0/s1600-h/cats_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SfLB9JFMU_I/AAAAAAAABiI/tuZP4eNAhr0/s400/cats_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328534565286597618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had wanted to watch with S and Wyee.. but we were unable to find a common time to go! How upsetting. Had to give up the idea of watching it. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. TH suddenly mentioned that he also wanted to watch the musical! hahaha.. so wyee and i went to search for a new date to go... and did find one! and this time we managed to get student price summore! woohoo~ so much cheaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, finally, after so much hassle, i finally watched Cats last night! ^_^ 4 months after the last musical in London... oh how i missed watching musicals. The moment the music started, i felt like i was in London again, watching my nightly musical, enjoying every moment of it. Can't wait for the next one to come to singapore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-1808843023424248834?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/1808843023424248834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=1808843023424248834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1808843023424248834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/1808843023424248834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/04/had-wanted-to-watch-with-s-and-wyee.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SfLB9JFMU_I/AAAAAAAABiI/tuZP4eNAhr0/s72-c/cats_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-4490084586938931949</id><published>2009-04-23T08:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:01:24.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth about cancer research..</title><content type='html'>This comic says it all... (taken from phdcomics.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Se-92k5QTmI/AAAAAAAABiA/QO1sYZm5RwM/s1600-h/phd042009s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Se-92k5QTmI/AAAAAAAABiA/QO1sYZm5RwM/s400/phd042009s.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327685629516992098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Se-9lAkbnWI/AAAAAAAABh4/J-2nDQpiAdY/s1600-h/phd042009s.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-4490084586938931949?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/4490084586938931949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=4490084586938931949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4490084586938931949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4490084586938931949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-about-cancer-research.html' title='The truth about cancer research..'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/Se-92k5QTmI/AAAAAAAABiA/QO1sYZm5RwM/s72-c/phd042009s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-4331783691773372769</id><published>2009-04-19T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:15:32.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porridge steamboat!</title><content type='html'>ever heard of that? steamboat with PORRIDGE BASE. no soup, only porridge! cook ur food in the porridge! hehe.. ok maybe i am very suaku, but i only heard of it recently, and got to try it! good recommendation. it's yummy! the porridge gets yummier as u cook, coz more food then more flavour. i think one of the tricks is to add the salted egg right from the beginning! =) as usual, i forgot the name of the place ler... but it's at bugis. opposite the dessert place. haha. fine whoever wants to go jio me! i know the way. haha. and i mean it! (don't laugh. i know i'm always getting lost. but when i say i know the way, i don't bluff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since i didn't take pictures yet again, i got this from sparklette.net. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SesxYBkcbrI/AAAAAAAABhw/q8cH4avOo60/s1600-h/pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SesxYBkcbrI/AAAAAAAABhw/q8cH4avOo60/s400/pot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326405273103658674" 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/8959307328469556566-4331783691773372769?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/4331783691773372769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=4331783691773372769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4331783691773372769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/4331783691773372769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/04/porridge-steamboat.html' title='Porridge steamboat!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNr4ATwGODY/SesxYBkcbrI/AAAAAAAABhw/q8cH4avOo60/s72-c/pot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959307328469556566.post-8571138043787146984</id><published>2009-04-18T08:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:18:43.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GEYLANG!</title><content type='html'>finally made it back there again after almost 3 yrs. (oh yes, i've been in this lab that long! it was my first outing with the lab pple, for durian. 3 yrs later, we're back again, and my status has progressed from undergrad to grad! =P) This time round, instead of having durian first then dimsum, we had it the proper way. dimsum first, then durian, then rochor's beancurd! yummy. The dimsum was of course great. the chee cheong fun was nice! good recommendation by the snake-head, fangers. durian.. we had 2 different types. one cheapo and one expensive. just to see the difference. whoa.. what a great difference it was! maybe also coz the cheapo one was the sweet type, and i don't have much liking for sweet durians. Well at least one person liked the cheapo one.. haha.. so easy to please. He's a jap guy, and he says that durians make his fingers smell like sashimi+soy sauce+wasabi. Hmm. Fangers agreed that she could imagine the soy sauce. but i'm totally unable to link durians to jap food! I think they just miss jap food too much. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the food, came a different highlight of the day. tour de geylang! woot! finally FINALLY got to walk around the red light district! thanks to friend who knows the way. hahahahaha. it was a wee bit early though, so we didn't see many girls. but i saw the houses. whoa, even have themes! and all pink/purple/red lights. i wonder if that really helps. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for drivers, coz we got into the car (my first friend who owns a VW. and first person to choose a white car. but it's a beautiful car, i must say! wonder why noone else thinks of buying it) and went back for a drive through! it was later in the night by then, and yes, we saw many more people on the streets! all nationalities, all ages... Lor 10, 14, 16, 18, 20... yes, we did miss out 12. but it was abit messy driving thru tt area with all the guys desperate to get there. ah... there were many groups of NSmen! gosh.. with their meagerly pay still can.. and one even brought a guitar around. i wonder if it was an excuse to stay out late. then i saw something very funny. someone was zipping his pants in the middle of the streets! hahah.. we all figured he probably got a call from his wife and rushed out, forgetting to zip up his pants in the hurry. hehehehehe~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-8571138043787146984?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/8571138043787146984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=8571138043787146984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8571138043787146984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/8571138043787146984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/04/geylang.html' title='GEYLANG!'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-6722021231587180640</id><published>2009-04-16T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:05:39.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>planning trips are fun~</title><content type='html'>it ain't nice to repeat the same thing everyday, hoping one day it works, but it never does.&lt;br /&gt;it isn't wonderful to plan things together and someone just drops the aeroplane (backs out)&lt;br /&gt;and it sure sucks to be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORTUNATELY, there's so many more things to be happy about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;traveling is always more fun when there're more people. cheers to the new travel buddy addition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it'd be fun staying in a villa rather than the usual boring hotel. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;europe's definitely good when there's more time to travel. what's more, it's my first time there! (excluding a wee bit of UK last yr lah)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 scoops of icecream to myself over lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 bars of kinder bueno in a single afternoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;durian outing@geylang tomorrow!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;wheeeee~ so life's good. heck whatever else happened. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-6722021231587180640?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/6722021231587180640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=6722021231587180640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6722021231587180640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/6722021231587180640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/04/planning-trips-are-fun.html' title='planning trips are fun~'/><author><name>rojak</name><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-8959307328469556566.post-662212916974360534</id><published>2009-04-16T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:06:14.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dreamt that i was back in tioman, together with vivi and yw. They're taking the open water course this time round (like in real life!) but i was with them in the dream. just joining them for fun. haha. and i wasn't bored at all, going through all that again! finning around in the very clear and clean pool, under the sun.. well, the pool in my dream was obviously much larger and cleaner than the one in tioman! haha.. but it was a nice dream. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm on 2nd thought maybe it was because i got ma PADI card last night. hehe~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959307328469556566-662212916974360534?l=rojak2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/feeds/662212916974360534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8959307328469556566&amp;postID=662212916974360534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/662212916974360534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8959307328469556566/posts/default/662212916974360534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rojak2.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreamt-that-i-was-back-in-tioman.html' title=''/><author><name>rojak</name><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></feed>
