<?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-12931579</id><updated>2012-01-28T16:21:07.955+04:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='Sunway Lagoon'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='travel'/><category term='tag'/><category term='outing'/><title type='text'>Revelations.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-3441213842229761059</id><published>2011-02-05T08:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T08:12:49.944+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Never over you. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px} &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;p class="p1"&gt;When you forget me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;When you don’t remember my name&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Not even a memory&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Somewhere in the back of your brain&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I won’t be offended&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;‘Cause I always knew that the day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Would come when I’m not enough to make you stay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;You tell me it’s not possible, no way that we could break&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;But nothing is illogical, believe me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Like falling stars over your head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;We were bound to burn out, burn like crashing cars&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I’ll never get over you, never over you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;‘Cause you are so beautiful, yeah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;The world is turning&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;And time keeps on lingering on&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;The sun will be burning&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Eventually you will be gone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I’ll always love you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Oh, believe it or not&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Baby, that’s not enough to&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Not enough to stop these…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Falling stars over your head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;We were bound to burn out, burn like crashing cars&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I’ll never get over you, never over you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;‘Cause you are so beautiful, yeah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;When it’s all said and done&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I’ll be just a speck in the galaxy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Floating far far away by gravity&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;You tell me it’s not possible&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;No way that we could break&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Like falling stars&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Like crashing cars&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Like falling stars over your head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;We were bound to burn out just like crashing cars&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I’ll never get over you, never over you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;‘Cause you are so beautiful&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;You are so beautiful, yeah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;-~-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;It'll take some time I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-3441213842229761059?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3441213842229761059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=3441213842229761059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3441213842229761059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3441213842229761059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2011/02/never-over-you.html' title='Never over you. =)'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2541182018517777790</id><published>2010-10-20T23:39:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T23:50:43.964+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello hello romeo...</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not apologize for not posting up often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;1. no one reads this.&lt;br /&gt;2. I've apologized too many times still nothing's changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, no apologies. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, life's good. I just hope to focus more on my studies this time around.. I want to do well, be a good doctor, be a better person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking, nowadays I'm in a position where I'm where I want to be... I don't really want to go forward, but people push me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a lack of motivation on my part, or am I just being stubborn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've got a tight grip on reality but I can't let go of what's the point of me here..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, hello. Thank you for your blessings this past week you have answered my prayers - even if you didn't... I will love you still. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking so much about the future, I should remember to live in the present... do what you can with what you have now, instead of thinking of what you can or would do with what you don't have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-2541182018517777790?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2541182018517777790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=2541182018517777790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2541182018517777790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2541182018517777790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-hello-romeo.html' title='Hello hello romeo...'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-7285312533520476351</id><published>2010-06-05T22:33:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:33:53.900+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wut am I doing ere? Its neuro in 3 days :( omgomg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-7285312533520476351?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7285312533520476351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=7285312533520476351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7285312533520476351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7285312533520476351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/06/wut-am-i-doing-ere-its-neuro-in-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-6935994547923189319</id><published>2010-05-30T22:10:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:14:51.508+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:) UH uh lets go!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee gee gee gee, baby baby baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-pop is stuck in my head! Uh oh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more exams to go. i got 5 for topan. Gonna be 5th year soon. OOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiee mieee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up : neuro! NEUROTIC NEURO. @@ Better not waste time edi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-6935994547923189319?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6935994547923189319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=6935994547923189319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6935994547923189319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6935994547923189319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/05/uh-uh-lets-go-gee-gee-gee-gee-baby-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5177480174233019864</id><published>2010-05-15T11:32:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:39:49.968+04:00</updated><title type='text'>You better be sure.</title><content type='html'>Uncertainties. I don't work that way, but I am sorry. Me and uncertainties, don't work so well together. They give me some sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, anxiety attacks, sweaty palms, heart beat races...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, cannot fight with them - they _____ _______ than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again we come back to this point. Is it really what I want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think too much already. Alone mah. What to do.&lt;br /&gt;Back to therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5177480174233019864?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5177480174233019864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5177480174233019864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5177480174233019864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5177480174233019864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-better-be-sure.html' title='You better be sure.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-1172025214927366553</id><published>2010-05-08T22:03:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:55:46.149+04:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>Dear God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I turn 21. :) Thank you that more than 21 years ago, you thought of me, even before I was conceived in my mom's womb. On the 8th of May 1989 you set me free from my watery home and let me out into the world. You give me an awesome mommy and daddy, and lots of other family members. I am really thankful for all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, today I look back at many of the awesome things you've done in my life. You were with me from the very beginning...even before that! But sometimes I feel so alone. Like... what have I done, where is everyone? Those that love me are so far away, those that I hope would love me, don't..and those that don't, well they just don't care. And..although I seem to not care about what other people think, of course it does hurt me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tell me that I am strong, but those who know me know that I am just the same as everyone else. But now, I will tell myself to remember that God you know every part of me good and bad and you love me just as much. God,I need your help.. I need to learn to understand that I am worth so much more to you than I see myself, especially at this point in time. the love you have shown me.. its way more than how much time ppl spend with you, or how ppl tell you they love you... cause at the end of the day, when that goes away, there is nothing left anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes on this earth.. there are so many problems to deal with. And sometimes the problems are just so big, like you can't even begin to wrap ur head around what it is.. let alone try to solve it. Like trying to hug a big big tree but your hands can't touch each other. HAHa sometimes feel abit weird like that. Like you've lost your other hand. So you're like trying to wrap ur hands around this giant tree but you can't feel the other side... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So problems come and go. You get thru them somehow or rather, by hook or by crook. sometimes you come out on top, sometimes you come out at the bottom. And I ask for strength from You to get thru lots of things that are thrown at me. Probably I am looking for a quick fix, like magical skills to suddenly be 'bestowed' upon me to be able to do so much better at what I am. And then it doesn't come, and i am still stuck with this big splat of a mess. SPLAT. BLUEK. Like GOO. BLUEKKKK. SPLATTTTTTT................. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is left.. at the end of the day, is nothing.. not love, not hate, not problems not even my body.. what is left is You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I turn 21. 21 years of walking with you, though I didn't realize it most of that time.. But, You were, is and will be God from now till the day I leave with nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-1172025214927366553?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1172025214927366553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=1172025214927366553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1172025214927366553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1172025214927366553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/05/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-431569008515820491</id><published>2010-04-11T22:29:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:41:29.637+04:00</updated><title type='text'>nail.</title><content type='html'>I broke a nail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't take failure well. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I am not blogging about a broken nail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather about the fear of dissapointing others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me things lyk that, i really dunno what to say to you. i know u want whats best for us but do you think that u could say it in a less painful way. I dunno la. &lt;br /&gt;Do you think this is by far my nature? Do you think that I naturally excel in this? OMG i find this soo difficult. I dun even know if I am cut out for this. This isn't the first time i've cried over this matter. I don't even know if I am able to do half of what you expect me to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel hurt cause I dont want to move fwd. I dun even want to wake up. I dun want to give up this which i am having now. I want to be comfortable. don't wan to move. don't feel like i belong. feel like i am wearing shoes tht are too big. dont want to be human. dont wanna b looked down upon. don;t wanna ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignoree this post you wun b able to understand anythn anyway. i dun wanna talk just want to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-431569008515820491?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/431569008515820491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=431569008515820491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/431569008515820491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/431569008515820491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/04/nail.html' title='nail.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5964957338894843651</id><published>2010-04-09T19:01:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:21:36.702+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free willy</title><content type='html'>Hey readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noe that you all have been asking me about whats been going on in my life and all that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's pretty great. Had a dream about you. I dreamt that you had a new post on your blog. So i woke up and proceeded to read it only to find nothing new. Ah well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's April! If you've read the news i am sure you know that there have been bombings recently. Three Malaysian seniors got injured, but they're recovering now, thank God! Just goes to show how life can be so fragile and can just slip away from you like that. Kinda puts things in perspective. Because we worry about the small minute details we forget the bigger picture.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, it's already been 4 months into the new year. How have you fared? I got a haircut, grown my nails long, finished two of my most difficult cycles and still maintained my grade. God only you can help me with this :) I am leaving it all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cellgroup's growing too. Been reading the bible consistently (with help), i hope that we both learn to do this not because we do it together, but rather because we love Him first. That's most important yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have to do attachments in Moscow this year. That means a shorter summer holiday in Malaysia. Just a few years ago I came here thinking that 6 years would be such a long long time but we're down to only 2 more years before this Mayshi becomes Dr. Leong. Oh dear. Meanwhile I will enjoy this journey and try to make the best of it, learn and fulfill as many dreams of mine as i can before I graduate. My dreams are so colourful now but somehow the future seems BLACK , totally black. It's not like i've got no dreams for them, but rather they have yet to be painted with the awesome colours of awesomeness! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been talking to the girls alot lately. Hmm Kwan (hi!) has been going thru a rollercoaster time lately... My only hope is that you come out of this a stronger and better person! What doesn't break you only makes you stronger. And MY role in this? I hope that I can just give you a little guidance along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm ho. New beginnings. Today he went back to Malaysia. I feel somehow that God's got so much much more in store for him and thus i am really excited for him. New beginnings are a gift from God, a chance to start with a clean slate and put all the past behind us, taking the lessons learnt and then moving on. After all that you've been thru I just hope that God will really show you favour in your dreams, your career and your current and future family. Somehow I feel a little sentimental now and reminds me of the time I left home to come here. The promise of something great. I only hope that it inspires you to run faster and jump higher! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.. you are really great. :) Really awesome and wonderful, amazing, beautiful, colourful. Thank you for this life that you've given to me, thank you that you are there equally when i feel it sucks or when I feel its great. Thank you for a chance to do your work, to be free to do what I love, to spend it with the people that I love, only because You loved me first. You've turned my life from black and white into beautiful colours, all swirly and dancing around. You've taken the little that I have and multiplied it for your glory! And I will make sure that your investment in my life does not go to waste! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5964957338894843651?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5964957338894843651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5964957338894843651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5964957338894843651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5964957338894843651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/04/free-willy.html' title='Free willy'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5349575656253179547</id><published>2010-02-20T16:54:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T16:57:37.213+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope.</title><content type='html'>A little something for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you break her heart, the pain never really goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she misses you, she’s hurting inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says it’s over, she still wants you to be hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she walks away from you mad, follow her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she pushes or hits you, grab her tight &amp; don’t let her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she starts cursing at you, kiss her and tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she ignores you, give her your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she pulls away, pull her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her crying, just hold her and don’t say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her walking, sneak up and hug her waist from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she’s scared, protect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she lays her head on your shoulder, tilt her head up and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she steals your favourite jacket, let her keep it and sleep with it for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she teases you, tease her back and make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she doesn’t answer for a long time, reassure her that everything is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you with doubt, back yourself up with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says that she likes you, she really does more than you could understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she grabs your hands, hold hers and play with her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she bumps into you, bump into her back and make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she tells you a secret, keep it safe and untold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you in your eyes, don’t look away until she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let her have the last word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you love her more than she could ever love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argue that she is the best girl ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she’s mad, hug her tight and don’t let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says she’s OK, don’t believe it, talk to her about it, because 10 yrs later she’ll still remember it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call her at 12:00am on special occasions to tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call her before you sleep and after you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat her like she’s all that matters to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ignore her when she’s out with you and your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay up all night with her when she’s sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her into your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her wear your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she’s bored and sad, hang out with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her know she’s important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is; “Who’s ass am I kicking today baby?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she reads this, she hopes one day you’d read it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5349575656253179547?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5349575656253179547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5349575656253179547' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5349575656253179547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5349575656253179547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hope.html' title='I hope.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2717284754698760528</id><published>2010-02-11T13:52:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:14:47.217+03:00</updated><title type='text'>:) Happy days.</title><content type='html'>So after the insanity of post holidays/Winter Conference has died down, we are back to normalcy. Kind of. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is good. It may be busy, stressful, tiring, but "Rejoice! for this is the day the Lord has made." And that is that. No cuts no buts no coconuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from that, God's really showing himself around these days. Hi Daddy! Thanks for sticking around us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One quote I heard recently, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You are not a nobody. You are a somebody. Because God didn't send his Son to die for a nobody. God sent his Son for somebody." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So true. Live life to the fullest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="430" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/840NbiFF1zM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="430" height="295"&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/12931579-2717284754698760528?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2717284754698760528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=2717284754698760528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2717284754698760528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2717284754698760528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-after-insanity-of-post.html' title=':) Happy days.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-7423615406262038632</id><published>2010-01-24T02:35:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T02:57:40.423+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/S1uMVtN5ETI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7voZxTf_v8g/s1600-h/ice-age-3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But of course, assuming you get beaten up by thugs, my guess is that shortly after, you will be quite weak. Probably after that you would go gymming to prepare yourself for the day you meet those thugs again to give them a piece of your mind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mind's going cuckoo kachoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got my number 38 tooth (left lower wisdom tooth) removed a few days back. Looks like some thugs sucker-punched my face. Got a bruise on my lower left jaw. PLus I'm reminded of the funny squirrel thing in Ice Age that seems to be chasing an acorn. You know where the acorn is? IN MY LEFT LOWER JAW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/S1uMVtN5ETI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7voZxTf_v8g/s400/ice-age-3-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430088080268267826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-7423615406262038632?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7423615406262038632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=7423615406262038632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7423615406262038632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7423615406262038632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-doesnt-kill-you-only-makes-you.html' title='What doesn&apos;t kill you only makes you stronger.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/S1uMVtN5ETI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7voZxTf_v8g/s72-c/ice-age-3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-6062525033802097001</id><published>2010-01-14T12:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:43:52.613+03:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things to be thankful for in 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Hey ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Just had some time to write something .. As in just some time alone to reflect on what’s been going on lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Just got back from Istanbul! Thank God that I actually get to visit such a beautiful country! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Due to Mac’s awesome iPhoto uploader, uploading photos to Facebook have never been easier. Look at me, advertising the Mac. :P So if you wanna check them pictures out, please please go to my facebook account. It saves me time - don’t wanna be reuploding pictures here. If only iPhoto had a Blogger uploader too huh? ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Well I am sure the pictures are self explanatory. Go wiki if you wanna know more about Turkey. If you can afford it, do go visit it! If you can’t, you can just admire the beautiful pictures that I have - they’re beautiful only because the subjects are even more so!  I suppose any picture with cloudless blue skies as a background automatically brings it to the next level. After all, what else is there in nature that’s that shade of blue? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;On the other hand, I guess I am not too late in wishing all of you a Happy New Year 2010! May this year be better than your last, another year that you can learn more and love more, do more, see more, give more, and have more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;My resolutions for this new year are already written down on my Vision10 card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;“Write down your visions and make it plain on tablets, that all whom see it may run with it. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;And to usher in the New Year 2010 I just wanna tell God that I love Him so much. Thank you for changing my life, for making it more colourful and more meaningful! Since people have been doing this, I too will continue the tradition. I have to be honest, it took me about 10 days to get this list down. I was stuck at 95 for quite sometime. :) I’m sure I’ve accomplished more than this, but I guess I’ve just forgotten. I should journal more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;100 things to be thankful for in 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol style="list-style-type: decimal"&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;That Jesus is my Lord and Saviour, and that he died to save me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;That my family is safe and in good health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Thank you mommy, that you love me even though I am not always the kind of daughter you’d like me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Thank you daddy, I still want to make you proud of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Julian, thanks for being my brother. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;AhMa - thank you for taking care of me as a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;That we still have a roof over our heads, food to eat and clothes to wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;My scholarship is giving me an education in Moscow, and I am soon to graduate medical school in 2 and a half years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; I am thankful for the Malaysian Fellowship, my extended family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; I am glad that I can be able to serve Him in ministry - secretarial, worship, cell groups and whatever big or small thing that He has for me to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Stefanie : my best friend, listening ear. You are amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Wai Kwan: my wife makes me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Lynn: you inspire me to live life to its fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Jun: I admire you still. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Shoba: someone whom I talk to everyday religiously. And I enjoy every moment of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Kenix: my partner in ‘crime’. We’re climbing mountains together! And you really helped me through that 1 week when you sent me txt msgs, and called me to wake me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Dalvin: the most inspiring person I know. You changed my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Esther Kwan: thanks for the advice, mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;My cell group. From 3 to 8 in a semester! Alyssa, Julian, Ann, Charles, Lowell, Gabriel, James! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Yan, esther’s son, my brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Alyssa -roomie, and my sister! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Lik Wei - soul brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Tjen - you make me laugh so hard, you have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Julian Tong - thanks for being you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Bessha - my crazy cousin. Love you like an elder sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; My groupmates: Sarah, Rema, Jijah, Chin, Kudin, Izzi and Syafiq - you guys never stop surprising me with hilarious jokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;MF secretaries: Charis Kong, Shobs, Vivien, Sapient, Adeline and Kim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Awesome teachers last semester : Dr. Luisa, Dr. Pisarev, Prof. Pancratova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Dolly and Panda - my beautiful doggies. I love it that you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Thank God for success in studies, and favour with teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;India mission trip: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 8.0px Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; missions, God saved my life. Literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;My Jericho teammates - amazing bunch of people on fire for Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;My eurotrip: travelled to Latvia by train, to Stockholm, Paris, Liverpool, Glasgow, Edinburgh, Leicester, Birmingham, Manchester.. And all the way to my favourite place in the world, London. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;MacBook Pro - I own one now! In a pink casing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; My iPod still works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;And so does my nokia N73.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; And my white Swatch watch with it’s new strap, lasted for more than a year so far! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; I have money to spend on things that I need, and certain stuff that I might like for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I successfully organized a barbeque Party in the Park, for 400 MMA students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I was the emcee for the Christmas High Tea (2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 8.0px Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; time emceeing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I managed to see the Eiffel Tower! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I got to go to CHC Singapore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Met Pastor Kong! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Attended CHCKL in the summer time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Fellowship of Doctor’s Conference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Met Pastor John Ollis of Hillsongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Got to listen to Ps. Ulf Ekman preach in WOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Having good internet in Kahovs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I straightened my hair. Mummy let me do what I wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I went to Disneyland, Paris! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Met with Steffie in Glasgow, Nimmy and Cheok Hao in UK. Awesome time with old friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Prophecy from Ps. Kevin Loo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; New NKJV Study bible that I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Having new juniors to take care of ! :) I love every one of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Cellgroup in Pushkin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Attending Youth’11 Conference! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Got Topographical Anatomy credit on time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Stayed in touch with my girls through email regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Spoke to people whom I’ve not spoke to in a very long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Made a 3 way conference call with Kwan and Stef on Skype!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;My charm bracelet has 4 charms - Christmas tree, key and lock, slipper, and a heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Made my first video on posted it on Youtube! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I have subscribers and profile views and comments on my YT videos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Improved my guitar skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Went to the Notre Dame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Saw the Mona Lisa at the Louvre! (free entrance!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Walked along the Champs Elysse, saw the Arc Du Triomphe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Rode a 16 hr train to Latvia. To and fro. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Got to go to the City Hall in Stockholm, and Nobel Museum. I will get back there soon. The coin symbolizing the Nobel Prize is in my wallet. The poster is in my cupboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Got to WOL Church and back to Kahovs in 2 hours and 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I did the above in the coldest weather that I have ever experienced in Moscow, -27 degrees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Built closer relationships with my seniors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I have more than 800 friends on Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Improved my designing and video editing skills with my MacBook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Attended church on Sundays faithfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; I play keyboard and guitar for praise and worship. I have also been able to lead it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Sang in PnW in One Life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Gave RM 1000 to One Life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;POSITIVE Minizine produced - by getting that USD 1000 sponsor from Al-Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Organized student orientation for 140 new students. Helped them out and about Moscow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Finished my term as Academic Bureau Head in Student Council.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Campaigned fairly and then did what God told me to do - step down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Listen to lectures, copy them down in Russian. Read Russian text books and actually understand what they mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Realized that I have a liking for Neurology!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Did a hospital attachment for 3 weeks in Malaysia and learnt a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Sleep over in Kuzminki and Spartive Hostel! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Organized sushi fundraising in Kahovs Hostel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Celebrated my 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 8.0px Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; birthday, with friends and people that I love in Moscow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Got lovely gifts from the MF, thanks to my dear, Charis Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Wrote my first 2 songs and posted them on YT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Cleaned a man’s diabetic foot wound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Assisted in a minor surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Saw a hyperbaric chamber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Lost a little weight! (that’s what people say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Visited Ms. Maria my teacher, and text her every Monday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Little brother got 7As for PMR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Painted the town red with Kwan for a day during summer :P Awesome time roaming around KL :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Bought and wore a saree, with matching bangles and pottu! (Thanks Gajaen :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; I am thankful for people around me who care for me, teach me and love me, encourage me and believe in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt; Thank you, God that I have things to be thankful for in 2009, and that I can look forward to an even better 2010! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;This year, is going to be amazing. I can feel it in my bones. I know it! ROARRRR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-6062525033802097001?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6062525033802097001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=6062525033802097001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6062525033802097001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6062525033802097001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/100-things-to-be-thankful-for-in-2009.html' title='100 things to be thankful for in 2009'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4159444900458695984</id><published>2009-12-13T02:30:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:37:08.352+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear.</title><content type='html'>I'm scared.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm scared of what's ahead. I'm scared till I don't want to move. I'm petrified. I can't even take a first step. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm scared of what's ahead and what obstacles I have to face to reach it. The sleepless nights, the running around in the cold, the tiredness. Not so much of a big fear, but I'm scared of not being able to complete what I start. I'm worried about rejection, I'm worried about how many ways I can fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is the reward worth it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it is. But why doesn't it feel like it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I don't have enough faith that He'll carry me through. Dang I need to pray more. I need to break it down into little eatable chunks. I need to not be so concerned about the outcome but just do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need Your help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-4159444900458695984?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4159444900458695984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=4159444900458695984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4159444900458695984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4159444900458695984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/12/fear.html' title='Fear.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2598717094846839617</id><published>2009-12-03T12:35:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:51:17.583+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold.. cold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Welcome to December, the last month of the year! :) This is a good time to reminisce about things that have passed. I know this is so cliche but I really mean it when I say 'It was just like yesterday when it was the beginning of the year, and now it's already December!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was no other low this year than ... that time where I was freezing to death on the 16 hr train to Riga - armed only with my water bottle filled with hot water and a used teabag. If that was my ultimate low then you'd know how cold it was. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SxeIkTvOyMI/AAAAAAAAA38/jQBQpiwpxyQ/s400/cold_26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410943634663983298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, this month is pretty depressing because of the cold and the lack of the sun is seriously reducing the amount of endorphins in my system.  Also, my newly discovered lactose intolerance makes me unable to eat chocolate, another source of endorphins. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SxeRhShDJFI/AAAAAAAAA4E/zIEm8gAHXPU/s1600-h/no+chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SxeRhShDJFI/AAAAAAAAA4E/zIEm8gAHXPU/s400/no+chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410953478401107026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 305px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that my cold tolerance has greatly reduced this semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, I have successfully written 2 songs in this past month. :) Something that i've always wanted to do since like forever! Sadly though my voice cannot carry the songs, haha so if you think you have a voice better than mine we can work out some recording sessions. Youtube recording sessions, I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel like crap these few days. Maybe that's why the songs are flowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-2598717094846839617?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2598717094846839617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=2598717094846839617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2598717094846839617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2598717094846839617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/12/cold-cold.html' title='Cold.. cold!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SxeIkTvOyMI/AAAAAAAAA38/jQBQpiwpxyQ/s72-c/cold_26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-1755072006950497540</id><published>2009-12-01T03:20:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T03:51:00.902+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovestring</title><content type='html'>I feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH you know what I'm talking about... How people string you along giving you the impression that they are interested in you, only to say the same thing about oh, 100 other people in your face. But the worse part is that you've already fallen too deep into it to snap out of 'love' with this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is this, once you think you've recovered and figure, hey lets all just be friends. And it starts again - you fall in too deep again. And falling in love with someone that doesn't love you back? That just hurts, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't supposed to hurt like this. Love isn't suppose to be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I'm going out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Boy the way you do me is a damn crime,&lt;br /&gt;But then you smile at me and it's alright,&lt;br /&gt;With you there ain't any in between...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time that I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself I can't take it no more&lt;br /&gt;There's a part of me won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;I keep saying yes when my minds' saying' no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my heart we got issues (issues)&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if I should hate you or miss you&lt;br /&gt;Damn I wish that I could resist you&lt;br /&gt;Can't decide if I should leave you or kiss you,&lt;br /&gt;Me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues&lt;br /&gt;We got issues, issues, issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts are better written down. Because people, unlike paper doesn't judge, paper doesn't tell, and hey, you could just burn it later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SxRk5NG8w1I/AAAAAAAAA30/CET1l9w47WA/s1600/Paper+Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SxRk5NG8w1I/AAAAAAAAA30/CET1l9w47WA/s400/Paper+Heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410059986312938322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 391px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-1755072006950497540?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1755072006950497540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=1755072006950497540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1755072006950497540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1755072006950497540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-feel-like-crap.html' title='Lovestring'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SxRk5NG8w1I/AAAAAAAAA30/CET1l9w47WA/s72-c/Paper+Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2236497222531252432</id><published>2009-06-11T10:21:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T03:51:21.425+03:00</updated><title type='text'>PhotoRandomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SjCjQm6qizI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Qf6Izakqn-Q/s1600-h/260520091462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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(anaphylaxis)&lt;br /&gt;Type two: when your immunity strikes back at you.&lt;br /&gt;Hypersensitivity of third type,  Immune complex.&lt;br /&gt;Type four: cell mediated with granuloma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WdXDgaEgaJ8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WdXDgaEgaJ8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="315"&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/12931579-6418273349450778893?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6418273349450778893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=6418273349450778893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6418273349450778893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6418273349450778893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/05/stung-by-honey-bee-while-studying-patho.html' title='Stung by a honey bee while studying patho!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5524013490836374616</id><published>2009-05-25T13:46:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:02:41.238+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nucleic Acid Synthesis and Replication Inhibitors..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm confused with Lincosamides and Macrolides. Same target of action. 23s rRNA on 50s ribosome, but.. why do they inhibit different things. Macrolides inhibit translocation of 50 ribosome, but the Lincosamides inhibit peptidyl transferase reaction. Yes yes. I got it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetracyclines work on A site of 30s ribosome, preventing tRNA binding on it, while aminoglycosides work on 30s ribosomes too, binding to it to prevent normal transcription. and lastly, we have chloramphenicol, which binds to 50s ribosome, also inhibiting the peptidyl transferase reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you understand what I just wrote? :P if you do, then good for you, you would've done 1 part of Pharmacology well. :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;CONGRATULATIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd year med school is tough. It's almost the end though, and i'm glad. I've heard that 4th year isn't so difficult. My brain is still stuck at SPM standard. Why do I feel like i'm still like a form 5 student? reliving the hayday of my prime?! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(what a nerd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to fluoroquinolones and rifampin. :) I want to eat food.. but yestday's briyani which i didn't keep in the fridge thinking that it would last, well it didn't. It's gone bad now. How did I know? I saw it was stretchy like hot cheese on a pizza, and then proceeded to put it in my mouth. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IDIOT move I know. Sobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. What am I going to eat today?!! gotta go and cook now. Crap. I guess I'll just have a few crabsticks.  Which reminds me, one of my friends confused chopsticks and chapsticks. HAHAHA. There was this tag thingy on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;35. Do you use chapstick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;42. Do you use chopsticks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I proceeded to comment saying that they weren't the same thing, because I kinda knew that she wouldn't know what chapsticks were. I was right.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; *as always..LOL*&lt;/span&gt; Too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rainy outside. RAIN RAIN RAIN. Been raining all of last week. Seems like it's gonna be like that this week too! What's more, BGT semifinals are on this week. What's more, it's almost time to go home for summer break. THE HORROR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO CONCENTRATE FOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the dreaded, looming, horrifying, insanely close with not enuff time to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5524013490836374616?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5524013490836374616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5524013490836374616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5524013490836374616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5524013490836374616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/05/nucleic-acid-synthesis-and-replication.html' title='Nucleic Acid Synthesis and Replication Inhibitors..'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-950688001904269988</id><published>2009-05-24T16:40:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:51:34.655+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Arabian.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlAWrU0yNI/AAAAAAAAA2U/5DZKoPCBjTA/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlAWrU0yNI/AAAAAAAAA2U/5DZKoPCBjTA/s400/Picture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339369591555803346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arabian nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously exam stress is getting to me. :) This morning I woke up and webcammed with Lynn while i was showing her how I put on my make-up. She said I had hot legs, and that she liked girls with big boobs. LYNN are you coming on to me?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlBwwpnpEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/zWmhrpCX3yQ/s1600-h/Picture+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlBwwpnpEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/zWmhrpCX3yQ/s400/Picture+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339371139173426242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got corn plasters today. Because I realised the corn has now grown to the size of half a 5 sen coin and it hurts like CRAZY! So i was stubborn and didn't wanna get the plasters earlier so it's my fault that I shout everytime I step on a sharp edge or an elevated surface on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlCbeNi1WI/AAAAAAAAA2s/pbJgp61cn1Y/s1600-h/Picture+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlCbeNi1WI/AAAAAAAAA2s/pbJgp61cn1Y/s400/Picture+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339371872958207330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BOO HOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done studying the Inhibitors of Cell Wall Synthesis.&lt;br /&gt;Now moving on to Inhibitors of Cell Protein Synthesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlBf2wdX7I/AAAAAAAAA2c/bnRSUOoiuHg/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlBf2wdX7I/AAAAAAAAA2c/bnRSUOoiuHg/s400/Picture+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339370848754950066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hurrah. Only a gazillion topics to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-950688001904269988?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/950688001904269988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=950688001904269988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/950688001904269988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/950688001904269988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-arabian.html' title='I&apos;m Arabian.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ShlAWrU0yNI/AAAAAAAAA2U/5DZKoPCBjTA/s72-c/Picture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4854720660006091700</id><published>2009-05-23T20:52:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:55:48.020+04:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Random Question: Why is it that we were in school they made us wear white shoes and white socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got cosmetics for 99 rubles today. And the good kind too. YAY. Hurrah for discounts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh my food is a-cooking. Smells yummy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming home on the 24th June. Make an appointment with me alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*except Kwan, Lynn, Stef and Jun, and family needn't make appointments.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss dolly. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*woof, COOKIEPOO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get back to studying. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-4854720660006091700?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4854720660006091700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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AND ALWAYS, TAYLOR SWIFT Cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYfYQgC1jek&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/qYfYQgC1jek&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;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-700774098108790533?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I honestly believed in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holding on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The days drag on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should have known, I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'm not a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This ain't a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This ain't Hollywood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I was naíve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never really had a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My mistake I didn't know to be in love you had to fight to have the upper hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had so many dreams about you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy endings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This ain't a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This ain't Hollywood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there you are on your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Begging for forgiveness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Begging for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like I always wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm so sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I'm not your princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This ain't our fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna find someone, someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who might actually treat me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a big world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That was a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There in my rear view mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disappearing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's too late for you and your White Horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To catch me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh whoa whoa whoa-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Try and catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To catch me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Taylor Swift's WHITE HORSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love that song.. It's so beautiful.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awesome stuff is happening here. It's still snowing in middle of spring. There should be a proverb, like from that How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria , there is a line that goes 'unpredictable as weather..' I would like to change that to 'unpredictable as MOSCOW weather.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss mom, dad, Ju and AhMa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have some health issues. I may be lactose intolerant, because I suffer from tummy aches especially after intake of dairy food products, eg. milo, McDs Sundaes... The thing is that, I was having a conversation with Charis about this, and I think that I shouldn't be having this problem since I have a constant DAILY intake of chocolate. So how can my receptors be underexpressed when they are being utilized so often? Secondly, my molars are erupting and are causing the rest of the teeth to be displaced. Annoying much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Spartive again today. Esther wasn't feeling well, so AK and Yan cooked for her, and I joined. Poor girl, overworked and underpaid. :P GET WELL SOON fake mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gonna be co-leading praise and worship with Yan on Easter. I am very excited about this, and have been waiting for this for a long time. I guess it's one of my dreams that I want to accomplish in my life. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amongst the other dreams that I distinctly remember accomplishing are&lt;/span&gt; - Acting in Form 5 drama contest, and winning BEST ACTRESS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Acting in 'Merdeka' the Musical Form 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-  Getting 11A1s for SPM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Getting to med-school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Leading PnW! ( soon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And what I would like to do in the future:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Get a bf and get married, have kids (DUH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Go skydiving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- WIN A Nobel Prize &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;( I have a little poster I bought from Stockholm, from the Nobel Prize Center, stating on how the selection process is done, and all the different committees they have.. It is stuck on the inner part of my closet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Go to outer space. Experience weightlessness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Meet Oprah Winfrey. Talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- write a song ( 50% complete. It has no lyrics yet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Reach the top of mount Everest &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;( either by climbing, or helicopter or something.I was wondering, is there a way to reach the top of high peak by helicopters or some sort of vehicle?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Learn how to play violin, guitar and piano till I am competent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They're all not like about getting rich, or being famous. Things like that don't matter to me. Obviously. I guess for me, it's about the accomplishments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life is always good. I feel like i'm getting closer to who I wanna be when I grow up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- A good person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I guess that goal needs to be more defined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PRAY for my dreams okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because I know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FOR SURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(fo shizzle ma nizzle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that He can make them come true. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-1474103925667280698?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1474103925667280698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=1474103925667280698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1474103925667280698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1474103925667280698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/04/because-im-worth-it.html' title='Because I&apos;m worth it.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-884125484628395282</id><published>2009-03-29T21:27:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:44:15.084+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am doing my 6th Major!~ I should've done psychology homg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h1 size="14px" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: normal; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="heading_bar" style="margin-top: 2px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(163, 181, 219); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; background-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="module_heading" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: relative; float: left; color: white; font-size: 12px; margin-left: 3px; "&gt;Big Five Personality Questionnaire&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="600px" align="center" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; margin-top: 5px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th width="140px"&gt;Trait&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th width="320px"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; position: relative; float: left; width: 37px; text-align: left; "&gt;0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; position: relative; float: left; width: 75px; text-align: center; "&gt;25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; position: relative; float: left; width: 75px; text-align: center; "&gt;50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; position: relative; float: left; width: 75px; text-align: center; "&gt;75&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; position: relative; float: left; width: 42px; text-align: right; "&gt;100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th width="140px"&gt;Raw Percentage &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Raw Percentage', 'This is your raw score out of 100. Scores higher than 50 percent are not necessarily above average. Your raw percentages are compared to other users` raw percentages, and then the comparative percentages are given in the description below.'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mypersonality.dreamhosters.com/personality/images/information_icon.jpg" alt="More Information" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/about_the_big_five.php#openness" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Openness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: blue; width: 249px; height: 20px; color: blue; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/about_the_big_five.php#conscientiousness" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: green; width: 213px; height: 20px; color: green; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;71%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/about_the_big_five.php#extraversion" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: red; width: 213px; height: 20px; color: red; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;71%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/about_the_big_five.php#agreeableness" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: orange; width: 189px; height: 20px; color: orange; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/about_the_big_five.php#neuroticism" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: purple; width: 75px; height: 20px; color: purple; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 14px; "&gt;Trait Explanations&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;In order to interpret your raw trait scores, they were compared to the first 350,000 people to complete the full MyPersonality Big Five questionnaire. This allows the way that you described yourself to be put in the context of how other people respond to the questionnaire. You should remember that there are no fundamentally good or bad personalities, as each trait description has potential advantages and disadvantages. To help you reflect on these, you have also been given some questions which ask you to consider the implications of your trait descriptions. Other people viewing your personality profile will not be able to see these.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-left-width: 7px; border-left-style: ridge; border-left-color: blue; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Openness', 'Openness to Experience describes a dimension of personality that distinguishes imaginative, creative people from down-to-earth, conventional people.'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Openness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;This trait refers to the extent to which you prefer novelty versus convention. Approximately 78.8% of respondents have a lower openness raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who is intellectually curious and appreciative of what you consider beautiful, no matter what others think. You might say that your imagination is vivid and makes you more creative than many others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reflective question:&lt;/b&gt; How important are your emotions in determining how you behave?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-left-width: 7px; border-left-style: ridge; border-left-color: green; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Conscientiousness', 'Conscientiousness concerns the way in which we control, regulate, and direct our impulses.'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;This trait refers to the extent to which you prefer an organised, or a flexible, approach in life. Approximately 69.2% of respondents have a lower conscientiousness raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who avoids foreseeable trouble through purposefully planning, and achieves success through persistence. From your responses it appears that you are reliable and prepared for life's challenges.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reflective question:&lt;/b&gt; How do you feel when you are working with someone who is disorganised?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-left-width: 7px; border-left-style: ridge; border-left-color: red; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Extraversion', 'Extraversion (also extroversion) is marked by pronounced engagement with the external world, versus being comfortable with your own company.'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;This trait refers to the extent to which you enjoy company, and seek excitement and stimulation. Approximately 65.5% of respondents have a lower extraversion raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who is energetic and active. Your answers describe you as someone who enjoys and actively seeks out social occasions, and that you especially enjoy talking with a big group of people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reflective question:&lt;/b&gt; Do you prefer to be busy all the time? Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-left-width: 7px; border-left-style: ridge; border-left-color: orange; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Agreeableness', 'Agreeableness reflects individual differences in concern with cooperation and social harmony.'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;This trait refers to the way you express your opinions and manage relationships. Approximately 46% of respondents have a lower agreeableness raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who gets along with people well, especially once they have proved themselves trustworthy to you. Your responses suggest that you do have a healthy scepticism about others' motives, but that doesn't stop you from considering others to be basically honest and decent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reflective question:&lt;/b&gt; In what situations are you co-operative? When do you enjoy competition?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-left-width: 7px; border-left-style: ridge; border-left-color: purple; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Neuroticism', 'Neuroticism, also known inversely as Emotional Stability, refers to the tendency to experience negative emotions.'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Neuroticism (Emotional stability)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;This trait refers to the way you cope with, and respond to, life's demands. Approximately 16% of respondents have a lower neuroticism raw percentage than yours. From the way you answered the questions, you seem to describe yourself as someone who is calm and emotionally stable. Based on your responses, you come across as someone who is rarely bothered by things, and when they do get you down the feeling does not persist for very long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reflective question:&lt;/b&gt; When do your emotions (or lack of emotions) get in the way of good decision making?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="module_wrapper" style="margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;div class="heading_bar" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(163, 181, 219); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; background-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="module_heading" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: relative; float: left; color: white; font-size: 12px; margin-left: 3px; "&gt;Jungian Typology Estimate&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Research has found that the Big Five personality traits are significantly related to Jungian Typology (e.g. the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator). This is a popular alternative personality framework regularly used for personal development, in which Types are used rather than Traits. Based on your Big Five trait scores, your estimated Type is shown below (if you have already taken a Jungian Typology test and got a different result, this can be changed from the More Options section).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; font-weight: 800; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;ENTJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Extraversion vs. Introversion', 'People with a preference for Extraversion draw energy from action: they tend to act, then reflect, then act further. If they are inactive, their level of energy and motivation tends to decline. Conversely, those whose preference is Introversion become less energized as they act: they prefer to reflect, then act, then reflect again. People with Introversion preferences need time out to reflect in order to rebuild energy. The Introvert`s flow is directed inward toward concepts and ideas and the Extravert`s is directed outward towards people and objects. There are several contrasting characteristics between Extraverts and Introverts: Extraverts desire breadth and are action-oriented, while introverts seek depth and are thought-oriented. (Taken from Wikipedia.org)'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Extraverted&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Intuition vs. Sensing', 'Sensing and iNtuition are the information-gathering (Perceiving) functions. They describe how new information is understood and interpreted. Individuals who prefer Sensing are more likely to trust information that is in the present, tangible and concrete: that is, information that can be understood by the five senses. They tend to distrust hunches that seem to come out of nowhere. They prefer to look for details and facts. For them, the meaning is in the data. On the other hand, those who prefer iNtuition tend to trust information that is more abstract or theoretical, that can be associated with other information (either remembered or discovered by seeking a wider context or pattern). They may be more interested in future possibilities. They tend to trust those flashes of insight that seem to bubble up from the unconscious mind. The meaning is in how the data relates to the pattern or theory. (Taken from Wikipedia.org)'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;iNtuitive&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Thinking vs. Feeling', 'Thinking and Feeling are the decision-making (Judging) functions. The Thinking and Feeling functions are both used to make rational decisions, based on the data received from their information-gathering functions (Sensing or iNtuition). Those who prefer Feeling tend to come to decisions by associating or empathizing with the situation, looking at it `from the inside` and weighing the situation to achieve, on balance, the greatest harmony, consensus and fit, considering the needs of the people involved. Those who prefer Thinking tend to decide things from a more detached standpoint, measuring the decision by what seems reasonable, logical, causal, consistent and matching a given set of rules. (Taken from Wikipedia.org)'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Thinking&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php#" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Judging vs. Perceiving', 'Types with a preference for Judging show the world their preferred Judging function (Thinking vs. Feeling). So TJ types tend to appear to the world as logical, and FJ types as empathetic. Judging types prefer to have matters settled. Those types ending in P show the world their preferred Perceiving function (Sensing vs. iNtuition). So SP types tend to appear to the world as concrete and NP types as abstract. Perceiving types prefer to keep decisions open. (adapted from Wikipedia.org)'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Judging&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;ENTJs often excel in business. They are assertive, outspoken, confident, outgoing, energetic, charismatic, fair-minded, and unaffected by conflict or criticism. However, other traits may lessen the impact of their strengths. They may appear argumentative, confrontational, insensitive, intimidating, and controlling. They can overwhelm others with their energy, intelligence, and desire to order the world around them. ENTJs tend to cultivate their personal power, and often end up taking charge of a situation that seems (to their mind, at least) to be out of control. Also, ENTJs seek knowledge, striving to learn new things, which helps them become good problem-solvers. They may be viewed by others as aloof and cold-hearted, since ENTJs appear to take a tough approach to emotional or personal issues. In situations requiring feeling and value judgments, ENTJs are well served to seek the advice of a trusted Feeling type.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 14px; "&gt;What college major does &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mypersonality/index.php?who=619001651" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=ec76f2d3a5e0cbbe161d257e3d65c8c6&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;your personality&lt;/a&gt; match?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Be aware that although personality is related to choice of major, there are many other factors that can influence whether you should choose a particular major or not! Obviously your interests, your strengths, your previous experience, and your future plans will all influence whether you should choose a specific major. Also, note that these predictions are based on information that MyPersonality has collected about what majors people with various personalities choose, and there is no guarantee that the particular personality styles that actually choose a major will be the ones who will be good at it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Based &lt;i&gt;solely&lt;/i&gt; on your personality trait scores, the closest college majors for your personality (out of 60 majors and "undecided"), ranked from closest to least close, are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Similarity Ranking&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Major&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Openness Average&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Conscientiousness Average&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Extraversion Average&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Agreeableness Average&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Neuroticism Average&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Architecture&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Psychology&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Journalism&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Biology&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Communication&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Medicine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Sociology&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Music Education&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Computer Engineering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;International Business&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Liberal Arts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;12&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Anthropology&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;General Studies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Biochemistry&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Secondary Education&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Business Administration&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;17&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Political Science&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;18&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Chemistry&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Education&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Mechanical Engineering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;21&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Business&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;International Relations&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Electrical Engineering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;24&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;History&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;25&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Interior Design&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;26&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Music&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;27&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Engineering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;28&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Pharmacy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;29&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Finance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;30&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Civil Engineering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;31&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Law&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;32&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Mathematics&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;33&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;34&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Communications&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;35&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Management&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;36&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Marketing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;37&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Photography&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;38&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Computer Science&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;39&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Massage Therapy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;40&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Public Relations&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;41&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Business Management&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;42&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Chemical Engineering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;43&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Biological Sciences&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;44&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;English Literature&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;45&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Economics&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;46&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Culinary Arts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;47&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Art&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;48&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Nursing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;49&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Theatre&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;50&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Accounting&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;51&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Cosmetology&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;52&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Information Technology&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;53&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Graphic Design&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;54&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Social Work&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;55&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Special Education&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;56&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Criminal Justice&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;57&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Early Childhood Education&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;58&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Physics&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;59&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Undecided&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Average&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;60&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Elementary Education&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(219, 226, 240); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;61&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200px" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Philosophy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Very Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-884125484628395282?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/884125484628395282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=884125484628395282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/884125484628395282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/884125484628395282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-doing-my-6th-major-i-shouldve-done.html' title='I am doing my 6th Major!~ I should&apos;ve done psychology homg!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2960100102080205807</id><published>2009-03-19T23:31:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:51:33.223+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Today i met the...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So today, after sleeping for less than 2 hours, I then proceeded with panda eyes for Pharmacology class. ( EXAM NEXT WEEK!!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was rather boring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then after that, 1 hour of 'train' lecture from the teacher who was NOSE DEEP in reading the Lecture on 'Peritonitis'. I did not manage to copy anything. And I usually pride myself in copying rather quickly ( and in so-so handwriting). Funnily, during the lecture, Chin was having a good talk in mandarin with Benjamin, not realizing that he was talking very loudly. The lecturer, extremely pretty but has the "I'm a hot shot serious surgeon, so I take myself too seriously to put makeup" look, even paused midway during the lecture and stared at him from the corner of her intense eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After lecture was Gen. Surgery class. The teacher was late ( as usual) and then this really cute replacement teacher came in. He seriously reminded me of one of those 60's-70's Saturday Night Fever people, with the half zipped top revealing the vast lawn of chest hair underneath. Plus, the hair seemed to frame his bling-bling golden Russian Orthodox Cross around his neck. That aside, he was rather cute with his greenish-blue eyes and dimpled chin. :P We learned CPR and also about suppurative inflammation. Bla bla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, headed over to Spartive for a long talk with the Bosses. :) Was fun, but midway had to go to the loo really bad ( hadn't gone the whole day) and thus couldn't concentrate on the last parts. The coca-cola did not help either. Hahaha. Diuretics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyhoo, decided to go Ashan City with AK and Siva to go and buy some stuff that I needed. I really needed some of that waterproof boot spray for my shoes so I got them, as well as snacks, chicken, chocolate... Spent about 900 rubles. Not bad. (RM 90) While I was waiting around the frozen food section, I met the most religious food product ever. HAHAHA So I whipped out my camera to take a piccy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ScKsALxlUyI/AAAAAAAAA18/DnyqllFZg-Y/s400/190320091372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;World's Most Religious PRAWNS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wurve you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-2960100102080205807?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2960100102080205807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=2960100102080205807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2960100102080205807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2960100102080205807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-met.html' title='Today i met the...'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/ScKsALxlUyI/AAAAAAAAA18/DnyqllFZg-Y/s72-c/190320091372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-3237446924637641987</id><published>2009-03-16T00:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:21:24.742+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Sb10Mvm8MUI/AAAAAAAAA1s/lwccTmIv43s/s400/CIMG9091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see.. I am still alive and kicking, as people would know. :D I would like to revive this thing again. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I would like to start with the fact that I've been active on Facebook and so you should go check that out instead! May Shi Leong. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ Already 1 minute in and i'm diverting you AWAY from this page.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Sb10NM10aRI/AAAAAAAAA10/QU7uvRAJf2I/s400/CIMG9092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAMWHORE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-3237446924637641987?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3237446924637641987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=3237446924637641987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3237446924637641987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3237446924637641987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-dead.html' title='I&apos;m Not Dead.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Sb10Mvm8MUI/AAAAAAAAA1s/lwccTmIv43s/s72-c/CIMG9091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-8058671120676045290</id><published>2008-10-20T22:51:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:55:59.948+04:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOTAG</title><content type='html'>1. Take a recent picture of yourself or take a picture of yourself right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair... just take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post that picture with NO editing.&lt;br /&gt;4. Post these instructions with your picture.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SPzTk67r99I/AAAAAAAAA1A/k1agqzDORkc/s1600-h/20102008980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SPzTk67r99I/AAAAAAAAA1A/k1agqzDORkc/s400/20102008980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259311096110249938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooh.. lookie. it's ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tagging:&lt;br /&gt;1. Steffie&lt;br /&gt;2. Julian&lt;br /&gt;3. Bessha&lt;br /&gt;4-10. Do that many people read my blog apart from those, and the one that tagged me? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SPzTkz40SDI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Npy03P9EmcY/s1600-h/s619001651_1204211_8246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SPzTkz40SDI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Npy03P9EmcY/s400/s619001651_1204211_8246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259311094219163698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my girls.. And I love this picture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-8058671120676045290?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8058671120676045290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=8058671120676045290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8058671120676045290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8058671120676045290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/10/phototag.html' title='PHOTOTAG'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SPzTk67r99I/AAAAAAAAA1A/k1agqzDORkc/s72-c/20102008980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2149051119840050518</id><published>2008-10-14T00:06:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:33:34.821+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life isn't always that hard.</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday was pretty interesting. I gave 2 sermons and listened to 3 sermons. All in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was at 10am in McDs, sermon given by Dalvin.&lt;br /&gt;Second sermon was at 11am in Church, given by Ps. Rick Lang (interesting testimony)&lt;br /&gt;Third sermon at 3pm in Moomoo Frunzenskaya, given by Me to Ann&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Sermon at 9pm in Hostel, given by me to Tze Yang&lt;br /&gt;Fifth sermon at 10pm in Hostel, given by Tze Yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT DAY!! Couldn't be more pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in response to a friend's predicament, something just struck me. So i've decided to write a little bit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-~-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me that if you can find out your God given gift and use it, you will become the best in the whole world, and be able to glorify God, as God glorifies you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever my talent is, I hope to find out soon, because I would like to be the best in the whole world. But I just realized that with my attitude right now, I probably don't deserve to find out my gift, because I would use it to glorify myself instead of Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, the thing is that many times we find people suffering at what they do, hating their jobs, and dreading the next day that they have to drag their feet out of bed to sit behind a desk all day, while they dream of what COULD be. And some others, keep on heading in one direction while doing so badly at it, when they don't realize that if they headed in the opposite way they would probably do so much better, and at the same time be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy was a school drop out and if you made him sit in a class and do Calculus all day he'd probably go bonkers. Instead he found his gift ( obviously not Calculus) and voila! Bill Gates made Microsoft. Okay so probably some of you reading may hate Microsoft, but we cannot deny all the good that it has brought to this world, and lets face it, many people are willing to pay big bucks for it. So we see Billy rolling in the Benjamins. Billions of Benjamins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and like Ingvar Kamprad, Ikea founder, another big name with big bucks, made solutions for people and people were willing to pay for it. Especially for students in Moscow who love to decorate their rooms, us students probably contribute to a large portion of his income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maybe in your life you feel like you are heading in direction opposite of where you should be going, why not make a change? Why not find something you love doing? Because I think that God has given us clues on what our gifts are... It's something that we love doing. Now don't give me some excuse like " I love watching TV", "I love sleeping". Okay probably you would like to work as some dude at the TV Censorship Department, but I feel that that would be rather boring when you have to watch things over and over again, probably takes the fun out of watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this mystical something that you love doing is probably going to be something productive, and life changing. I believe that God gift would probably be something way better than 'The gift of watching TV". He wants something bigger for you and me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romans 12:6 - We have different gifts, according to the grace given us. If a man's gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to his faith. If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching, let him teach; if it is encouraging, let him encourage; if it is contributing to the needs of others, let him give generously; if it is leadership, let him ogvern diligently; if it is showing mercy, let him do it cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Some people will say " oh but I am forced to do this, oh but I need fo feed my family, oh my parents are making me do this. I believe where there's a will there's a way. Pray about it. Life doesn't have to be that difficult. It shouldn't be. Because He can open doors that no one can close.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-~-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-2149051119840050518?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2149051119840050518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=2149051119840050518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2149051119840050518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2149051119840050518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-isnt-always-that-hard.html' title='Life isn&apos;t always that hard.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-7755319478355006436</id><published>2008-10-12T07:22:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T07:38:34.658+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A _______ in time saves nine.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA I'm here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to use ebuddy to sign into MSN from now on. Skype works excellently but there is no point in using it because no one else does, so then what's the point of a chat application :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole of Saturday evening in the hostel. Actually there was an open house in Spartive but I needed to prepare for MF so that's why I didn't go. The juniors did though, and so they came back too late for praise and worship, which means Julian kinda neglected his responsibilities. It's the first time, so I won't get so mad, but if this continues, he's in for a lecture. Being a leader also means being on time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it with people these days about punctuality and responsibility? I find myself coming on time, and then waiting for people. GARGH it is very annoying!! I'll understand if you've had a prior appointment, and you call to let me know earlier, but these people just have bad time management, like sleeping late and waking up late, I mean if you know yourself and you know you can't wake up on time in the morning, then please do go to sleep earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get ready for church soon. it's now 726 am and I am awake early because we need to leave at 815am.. those people better be there on time or else it'll ruin my whole day. Hehe definitely we'll make it for McZaftrak ( Breakfast Menu) because we're supposed to be meeting Dalvin at McDs at 930am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ______ in time saves nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes in the blank? I forgot, but I just wanted to have a little saying in my article, just that I forgot the words. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A click.. a nick.. STITCH!  (googled that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to my late friends, if you ever read this, please know that if you come and wait downstairs a little earlier, then we leave on time, you don't have to rush all the way to church like a mad person needing to go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quick brown cat jumps over the sleeping girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-maySH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-7755319478355006436?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7755319478355006436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=7755319478355006436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7755319478355006436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7755319478355006436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-time-saves-nine.html' title='A _______ in time saves nine.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-7493262192873884681</id><published>2008-10-11T07:41:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T07:57:36.209+04:00</updated><title type='text'>MEOW!</title><content type='html'>There is a cat in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a cat on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a cat on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat woke me up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat walked on my face as I was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat proceeded to trample all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat took a dump on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat reminded me that internet is good in the mornings and that I should wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE. And no, it didn't take a dump on my bed. YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was practising for tonight's MF with Julian yesterday. MAN I feel so happy that I have a partner to play with.. And he's so crazy, keeps on singing weirdly. :) And he knows many new songs, and he taught me a few yesterday.  Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Ann last night.. met her at McD's but I didn't eat there! ( I know, I so dodged that temptations LOL - like seriously, I have never walked into McDs without eating something in it. :) perhaps I was abit full after eating that whole can of tuna earlier. Gee I feel more cat-like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN won't sign in and it's driving me bonkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such an internet addict to wake up at 730 am to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Pharmacology is killing me too. Too many things to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love you you all all MWAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-7493262192873884681?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7493262192873884681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=7493262192873884681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7493262192873884681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7493262192873884681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/10/meow.html' title='MEOW!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-8092581456742024612</id><published>2008-10-09T01:31:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:57:06.419+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The days are much brighter on the DARK side!</title><content type='html'>It's rather interesting, that they days just seem to get better and better. And the bad days don't actually seems so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOLNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, today we got the guitar for the Malaysian Fellowship! Yay! Now Julian can play while we have prayer meeting. When you are responsible with little, He gives you more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahov internet is really bugging me. The worse thing about having no internet is having BAD internet. I'll say man.. You waste time clicking on the refresh button over and over again, but an hour later you end up getting nowhere except annoyed that you wasted an hour. Then you end up feeling guilty. Yeah, God is trying to discipline us because the only webpage that works fast is WIKIPEDIA (extremely useful for studying ANYTHING under the sun). I kid you not. Even stuff like Blogger is kinda crappy. So I had better copy and save this post, because it might not publish at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having slow internet is also a good way to make you wake up earlier, to beat the traffic, especially since the medical students here go by the  'sleep late -wake up late' routine, we can get good internet in the wee hours of the morning. Good also that Malaysia is ahead of Moscow by 4 hours, so at least I will be able to catch daddy at the office, or whoever is online at that time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am rather optimistic considering I think majority of people would have just splurted out a string of flowery negative words at the sucky-ness of the internet. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladeeda. But one thing has been really bugging me la, and I kinda need to straighten hings out with the person, who also reads this blog.  ( it may be YOU! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Happy belated birthday to my dearest STEFFIE! mwah mwah mwah mwah! I miss you lots, and I hope you're having a great time there in Glasgow. I hope you got my SMS, and if you didn't, don't be angry that I didn't wish you, I did NOT forget. I even put a message on Facebook just in case the SMS didn't get through ( yes, I have exhausted all methods of getting in contact with you, especially considering the condition of my internet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the mood of birthdays, happy be-early birthday to DOINKY! my psychopsychicpsychadelic friend who has now gotten a year older, but also a year wiser.&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully that means you will be able to do better in your exams that are coming up soon!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be sad that Miss Scarlett J is now married. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;random&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GADONK DONK DING DONG BELL PUSSY IN A WELL BELL SMELLS FISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPhone, HTC Diamond, Samsung Omnia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/random&gt;&lt; / Random Moment &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The straight and narrow twist and turns, I make my way and every day I live, I learn to follow You, You walk me through a maze of grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of music right, I kinda made up this tune. But it has no words. Because I have no inspiration yet. I don't know what to make my first song about. The tune is in my head, and its always playing there, but there are no words..OH well, there is , but its kinda lame, and it's stuck in my HEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARA BAREILLES is still my idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-8092581456742024612?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8092581456742024612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=8092581456742024612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8092581456742024612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8092581456742024612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/10/days-are-much-brighter-on-dark-side.html' title='The days are much brighter on the DARK side!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-3450178343280151747</id><published>2008-10-07T13:14:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:52:05.615+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey sexy people!</title><content type='html'>Hey my amigos and amigas that actually do read my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back! *again.* in Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same old stuff going on. Weather is like the rollercoaster in Sunway Lagoon ( that gold mine thingy) going up and down, and then as it goes all the way down, you feel your heart is going to pop out, suddenly you see a *flasH!* of light because they just took a picture of you looking STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;(rant!*) Well what I mean is that the weather is going up and down like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, I got a tag from doinky who has entered the blogosphere. YAY!  At least when you're not online, or not replying my messages I can re-read your blog over and over and over again, I would be like we were actually talking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LW Ong aka. Doinky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Internet acquaintance / psychic soulmate LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of her/him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(1)Good english,(2) intelligent but (3)not hardworking ( U hv so much potential!),(4) similar to me in a billion ways AND (5) loves music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she/he had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Played around with webcams and shown me his house. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing she/he had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many times " My dad is coming..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she/he become your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will have lots of nonsense to talk about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she/he become your lover, thing she/he has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your HEIGHT.  (lol, don't take offense, I still love ya )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she/he become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Change my phone number, email and MSN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If she/he become your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't see why we would become enemies. Except maybe if he became an internet predator/stalker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for her/him now is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buy him a plane ticket to Moscow, Russia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her/him is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;One of the coolest people i've never NOT met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish it would only be good things. I don't know. You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic. most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the character you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lazy and lacking in faith and courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; an AMAZING! person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;16.For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like you too! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Lik Wei ( can I send it back to you again? Just do the 1st half  )&lt;br /&gt;2) Steffie&lt;br /&gt;3) Chu Jie&lt;br /&gt;4) Bessha&lt;br /&gt;5) Esther&lt;br /&gt;6) Junny&lt;br /&gt;7) Julian&lt;br /&gt;8) Kevin Chan&lt;br /&gt;9) Sha-Lene&lt;br /&gt;10)Victor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a guy... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Female.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If number 7. and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No i don't think it's a good thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Medicine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiwang music.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yup.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I was lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;26. How about number 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That would be incest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kwan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the hobby of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watching discovery channel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They don't know each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glasgow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for no.6&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;How does one try to develop feelings. Don't feelings just develop? WHO'S ASKING THESE STUPID QUESTIONS!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damansara Jaya! Just went to her house this past summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olve green.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They dont' know each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HELL YEAH! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is no.6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Probably at home having dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta blast! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-3450178343280151747?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3450178343280151747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=3450178343280151747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3450178343280151747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3450178343280151747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-sexy-people.html' title='Hey sexy people!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5162969651184458755</id><published>2008-08-26T18:22:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:26:23.576+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia Trip</title><content type='html'>An article I wrote about my Mission Trip to Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, in my mind was a place rather similar to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, a place filled with Malays with their headscarves, professing Islam as their religion. When I reached &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Medan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, I was proven wrong. Driving along the streets from the airport to Bukit Doa, I saw that there were so many churches around, and to my surprise, the pastor said that Christianity is the religion of about 50 percent of the population in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Medan&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I remember thinking about &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and how few Christians there are, and wonder how the missionaries did such an amazing job in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Medan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. How can I change my own country?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;Upon arriving to Bukit Doa, I saw the ‘church’. A rundown building with peeling paint the size of a badminton court, it looked like if the wind blew even slightly, their church hall would fall down like a house of cards. Next to it, Sunshine Kindergarten, an even smaller building with orange brick walls covered with a zinc roof and two more buildings for the family running the church. Behind this compound, the rehabilitation centre, which frankly looked like a prison, sent chills down my spine. We were definitely far away from the comforts of home. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;That Sunday, God taught me an important lesson, you don’t have to dress in flashy clothes, you don’t need to have a nice church hall - all you need is a sincere heart to worship God. They came in their best - best clothes, although to us it might seem torn and tattered; best smiles, leaving their problems behind; best attitude, to worship their one and only God. About 30 children arrived travelling in the back of a pick up truck under the scorching Sunday sun. The rest came by trishaw or they just walked. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But when they started to worship God, one word came to my mind – wow. I was helping out in the Children’s Church in City Harvest Medan, and the children, aged from 3 to 12 just kneeled, closed their eyes, some with their hands on their hearts, others hands raised just started worshiping the Lord. They sang so loudly and beautifully as they kneeled and their honesty in their worship just brought tears to my eyes. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;The next challenge for me was quite a tough one, just learning to trust God. For many people, most of the time God lives in theology, in theory, and we think that when the situation arises we will be able to overcome it in a Christ like way, but yet we never really know until we have to face it ourselves. I was assigned to preach a message in a crusade that was held in Pasar IV village. Well the first obstacle for me was stage fright, and I wasn’t confident in myself to stand in front of a crowd for more than half an hour, let alone be able to deliver a proper message, especially for many of these people who have probably never heard about Jesus or God before. The idea of me giving them their first glimpse of God was horrifying. What if I misrepresented God? I’m not a pastor, not even an outstanding Christian. On top of that, just a few hours before I needed to go and preach, I burnt my leg on the motorcycle exhaust. I didn’t admit it at the time, but it hurt badly. Before we started the crusade, the team prayed, and with everything I had, I prayed for confidence, and I remember just surrendering everything, I mean, everything to God. I asked for Him to talk through me, and let His words come from my mouth. And then it was show time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;I stood in front of a crowd of about 60 people and started with a prayer. As I was praying I just felt Him taking all my worries away. I started preaching, and the longer I talked, the more confident I felt. The words just flowed out of mouth. For about 35 minutes I stood in front preaching and it was time for alter call. I just thank God for using me to save souls that day. After that I felt liberated, the feeling of being able to do anything great with God by your side.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;Besides that, Medical aid was also another challenge for us. None of the team members were doctors, and as a result we were feeling a rather anxious about treating patients. What more I, being a second year student having to diagnose and treat patients? When we saw the queue of patients waiting for treatment, we were so afraid but just started praying and then started work. Once again, God never fails to help us; he guided our hands and gave us wisdom to treat the patients. I really thank Him also for the opportunity that he gave us to be able to treat these villagers, because they would not be able to afford any medical treatment. The money that was spend buying drugs, although very little, was a big blessing to them, and certainly their health and wellbeing is worth much more than the money spent. I have also gained so much medical experience from the Medical Aid.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;As a team, I see that God has put us all together for a reason. Before this mission trip, we wouldn’t even talk for more than 5 minutes, although we attend the same church, serve in the same ministries, and are members of the Malaysian Fellowship. We all took the people around us for granted, and just stuck to our own cliques. But God puts people in our lives to teach us new and different things, and I believe that each and every single member of the team has brought something new to the table, and when we worked together we functioned as a cohesive unit. We learnt to appreciate everything that God has given us, yet not to let the material possessions stand in the way of our relationship with God. Above all, our faith in the Lord has grown so much, and we can really see how God does great things in our lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5162969651184458755?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5162969651184458755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5162969651184458755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5162969651184458755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5162969651184458755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/08/indonesia-trip.html' title='Indonesia Trip'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-6140864587232665698</id><published>2008-07-10T13:45:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:35.781+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXcC9xcqgI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SkyRoyg-V2g/s1600-h/02072008780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXcC9xcqgI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SkyRoyg-V2g/s400/02072008780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221321286505769474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXcD_PVRYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/i4XlEdB8Zz0/s1600-h/02072008783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXcD_PVRYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/i4XlEdB8Zz0/s400/02072008783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221321304079418754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;girls... we love SARA BAREILLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgyl4sVAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wdVQupVDqQU/s1600-h/02072008790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgyl4sVAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wdVQupVDqQU/s400/02072008790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221326502773937154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;matching rings! (3/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cooking @Jun's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgy_lkqXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/J2-BDrv1bsY/s1600-h/02072008794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgy_lkqXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/J2-BDrv1bsY/s400/02072008794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221326509673064818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waikwan's CHICKEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgzLyOEmI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_Pq3usR-VKc/s1600-h/02072008795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgzLyOEmI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_Pq3usR-VKc/s400/02072008795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221326512947335778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waikwan's WEDGES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgzdsnYuI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-MeKbKlboW0/s1600-h/02072008796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgzdsnYuI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-MeKbKlboW0/s400/02072008796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221326517755667170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;may n lynn's VEGGIES ( they're not actually that yellow, the camera made it look like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgzsrOg0I/AAAAAAAAAkc/I2-_Fgbtx70/s1600-h/02072008798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXgzsrOg0I/AAAAAAAAAkc/I2-_Fgbtx70/s400/02072008798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221326521776374594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mayshi's tuna eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.. fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-6140864587232665698?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6140864587232665698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=6140864587232665698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6140864587232665698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6140864587232665698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls.html' title='The girls!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SHXcC9xcqgI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SkyRoyg-V2g/s72-c/02072008780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5174933220466951392</id><published>2008-06-20T12:45:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T12:46:50.142+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK!</title><content type='html'>YeS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me! HAHAHA. Internet at home is too slow to post pictures.. SAd. cuz i have lots of nice ones to show. Anyhoo.. I got a new haircut today. Haha.. I feel like princess diaries after she got a makeover. HAhah my hair looks so neat. Before it looked like it belonged to a WOLF.  (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALL ME! Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ms-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5174933220466951392?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5174933220466951392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5174933220466951392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5174933220466951392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5174933220466951392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5489959065204949021</id><published>2008-06-09T01:04:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T01:46:56.032+04:00</updated><title type='text'>HEYY</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll.. i know that it's been a long time since I posted. Yes, I have many stuff to blog about actually, about a MONTH AGO ( wow it's been a long time) I went for this camp where we cleaned up garbage from a river in Moscow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Yes at least we do something good for the environment here too :) It was really fun, we built a raft, and we FLOATED along a river for a few hours. And after passing throught some interesting obstacles, we finally made it to the point in the river where stuff was getting stuck. Somehow or rather, there was like a piece of solid ground blocking the river flow.. Maybe someone threw a big piece of wood there, and slowly the mud and dirt collected around it, eventually there was like a big tanjung in the middle of the river, HAHA and everything was just getting stuck there. It was like a giant water filter, just that no one went to change the filter inside :P Awfully dirty ( will show you) and there was even a dead DOG floating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Guess what, guys, i'll be on my way back on the 21st of June. I'll be arriving like on the 22nd or something, so anyone who wants to find me please gimmie a call @home or HP. Same number la. The 019-**3 ***3 number. :) Yeah. What else... MY GIRLS-  Steffie, Lynn, Kwan, Jun, Jo, CJ..if anyone of you are in Malaysia from 21st June to 28th Aug, then please please find me! :) I dunno what ur plans are, I think Stef, Lynn, Kwan and Jun will be around right? Jo and CJ i'm not too sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Yayyyy, so happy to go home and see mommy, daddy, juju, dolly, panda, ahMa, bessha! Whoopeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Every year it's just so fun to look forward to coming home and enjoyinh FAMILY time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      From the 1-10 August, i will be going on a Mission trip to Indonesia. I will be doing Medical Aid ( I so need to learn up some skills too! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i'm really sleepy now.. GOODNIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5489959065204949021?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5489959065204949021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5489959065204949021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5489959065204949021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5489959065204949021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/06/heyy.html' title='HEYY'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-6736365034814584765</id><published>2008-05-16T22:21:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:37.334+03:00</updated><title type='text'>May's Bday SURPRISES!</title><content type='html'>So my 8th of May was just normal at first.. for lunch though I was suppose to meet Rema at McDs. So I went to Lubyanka Metro to the Detski Mir ( Children's World) because I needed to buy some coloured paper... on my way back at about 2.00pm, I got to the metro and needed to take one station backward and I realized that there was something wrong with the line! So after waiting for like 10 mins I decided to take a longer way back... Had to change lines like 3 times.. What was like a 3 minute journey took 2o minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached Okhotni Ryad metro, I realized why the line was not working. Somehow or rather, the line was backlogged due to the preparations for Victory Day Parade ( 9th May) @ Okhotni Ryad ( where the Red Square and Kremlin is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only were the trains not working, the shopping mall was CLOSED. So I had to go to the McD's a little further away. Earlier that day I thought that since it was my bday I would wear something a little nicer, so I wore my boots. Haha.. my feet hurt after all that walking while changing trains and walking to McDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there and.. saw Wak, Hadri, Hannan, Lah, Girish, Rema etc were there. After about 20 minutes, Jijah came! HAha.. she came with my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(1). So cute of her, she said that she had to carry the cake in the metro with all the congestion ( especially with the line being held back) and she also carried a KNIFE in the train. She said this to me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" mayshi, because of you i'm a pengganas dalam metro today!"&lt;/span&gt; awww.. so sweet! She also said that in the bus a person asked her : " You like Russian cakes?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The embarassing thing is that.. we sang a birthday song so LOUDLY in the very crowded McD. ( you must know that McD's in Russia is like a hawker centre, always always packed) BUT.. thanks group 7 and 8! Also thanks to Sally, Yan, Ira, Dya, Ika..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought the cake to class and then let some people finish the remainder of the cake. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening I had dance practice, so Kenix, Vashni, Ann, and Shoba came over to Kahov. In the middle of dance practice, these people (and more) came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RFETsC6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/_EtIaSX-xZ4/s1600-h/080520081116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RFETsC6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/_EtIaSX-xZ4/s400/080520081116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201043029668662178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left clockwise: Syafiq, Jason, Kishan, Abi, Quan, Christopher,&lt;br /&gt;Hannan, Xin Yun, Din, Hadri, Sotet, Shamene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with these cakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RhkTsC7I/AAAAAAAAAiU/uu6NBEbfuBc/s1600-h/080520081106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RhkTsC7I/AAAAAAAAAiU/uu6NBEbfuBc/s400/080520081106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201043519294933938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(#2 with lots of cream, happens to be the exact same cake I had for lunch with Rema)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RiETsC9I/AAAAAAAAAik/B6dliWkFcXw/s1600-h/080520081107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RiETsC9I/AAAAAAAAAik/B6dliWkFcXw/s400/080520081107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201043527884868562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bread pudding cake,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(#3) with custard @ centre, chosen by Yun Ying (block mate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RikTsC-I/AAAAAAAAAis/wy1CBTfbz6U/s1600-h/080520081105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RikTsC-I/AAAAAAAAAis/wy1CBTfbz6U/s400/080520081105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201043536474803170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me cutting the cake.. Cake being held by Xin Yun with Alyssa looking on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RjUTsC_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/UUoI7GTWa1c/s1600-h/080520081110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RjUTsC_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/UUoI7GTWa1c/s400/080520081110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201043549359705074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kishan, Sotet, Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3SsUTsDAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/8QN43_o2ruA/s1600-h/080520081113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3SsUTsDAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/8QN43_o2ruA/s400/080520081113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201044803490155522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OOh.. AHH.. it's cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I did this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3SskTsDBI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0KU-Xhsv8dE/s1600-h/080520081112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3SskTsDBI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0KU-Xhsv8dE/s400/080520081112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201044807785122834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually no I didn't do that.. why would I waste a cake on Christopher's face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3Ss0TsDCI/AAAAAAAAAjM/wFJ2v03S154/s1600-h/080520081114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3Ss0TsDCI/AAAAAAAAAjM/wFJ2v03S154/s400/080520081114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201044812080090146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-6736365034814584765?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6736365034814584765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=6736365034814584765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6736365034814584765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6736365034814584765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/05/mays-bday-surprises.html' title='May&apos;s Bday SURPRISES!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/SC3RFETsC6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/_EtIaSX-xZ4/s72-c/080520081116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-3806552159982636281</id><published>2008-05-16T22:03:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:21:41.679+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Message for MayShi.</title><content type='html'>Dear Mayshi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday girl! So now you're 19? Old already. And just last year you thought you were 18 and the time passed so quickly. :) Oh well, that's life isn't it.. as you grow older the time seems to move faster and faster. Time waits for no man! Seems like time is being like the 21st century. FAST.  How ironic, the faster you do things, the faster time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dear, since you're older now, it means more responsibilities. I hope that you take up the challenge, because once the time passes, it's gone forever. Also, don't be so afraid of new things, don't shoot new ideas down just because you think it's impossible. Be positive and have faith that God will help you through. Remember what you told me? God already has all your successes accomplished, you just need to go out there and grab it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure you get your priorities right and plan your time properly. I know you always procrastinate so I hope that you change that too. :) And remember to be good! Don't say bad things about other people, don't take things for granted. Don't expect things to stay the same forever. Be discplined and don't slack. :)  Hold on to what you believe in, don't change just because people have different opinions than you, but if you're wrong, take it graciously! Don't be a sore loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you take my advice! Take care and talk to you soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;-mayshi-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-3806552159982636281?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3806552159982636281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=3806552159982636281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3806552159982636281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3806552159982636281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-belated-birthday-to-mayshi.html' title='Message for MayShi.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-8884092288595101067</id><published>2008-04-27T20:08:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:46:14.325+04:00</updated><title type='text'>CARROTS vs. CABBAGES</title><content type='html'>Hey people.. I thought that it was just a couple of days that passed since i last updated. Well, now it's already been a few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy examing. In the past few days I took my microbe, physio, biochem tests. All good. Oh you should know for my biochem I stayed up the whole night studying, but praise God, when the mcq tests came back i got 92! It just shows that you can do something totally wrong, but God can change anything to his will. In the same way, you could do something exactly the right way, but when he wants, he can make it fail totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was M nite.. Moscow Rangoli Night. Well, it was a collection of 20 dances. BORING.  :P Waste of time and money. I've got some constructive critism so if you wanna know please ask me. :) If not then I shan't even waste my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patho exam tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-~-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff just keeps on coming up lately. Sometimes I wonder, looking at busy people.. do they spend their life just going along doing things.. being pushed by the flow, going along with the current, or are they doing what they WANT to do? Making waves, making a difference. It seems sometimes we are so bogged up with 'life' that we forget that we should be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes when you feel that you're in over your head.... just STOP, and think about life and whether that is what you wanna do. I always thought that now that I'm studying that my life should just come to a screeching halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking at my seniors and they've given me inspiration to think that... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;living should not end just because you are studying, or working&lt;/span&gt;... work is something that we need to put food on the table, for our physical bodies, but we still need to feed our soul to be living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I was just thinking that is it worth sacrificing sleep for studying? Well, don't take this as the only example, many times we sacrifice things that are important to us in order to do things that URGENT at the moment. For example, in some families, where parents spend time working, and not with their families. I guess what i'm trying to say is we have to learn to prioritize. When we leave this earth, we will leave ALL of that money, all of the fame, all the glory, all the things we own, we leave the Earth in the same conditions we came when we came out from our mother's womb. Instead what we would bring is God, and all the experiences we gained on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it seems like when we work to hard for things of the Earth, it's like the scene when we hang a stick with a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; carrot dangling in front of a donkey&lt;/span&gt;. And the donkey tries to grab the carrot, the donkey runs, runs, in all directions.. spins around, runs faster, but in the end, he will never get the carrot. He wastes his time, his energy, his life for something that he will never actually own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we could say - why should the donkey chase the carrot, when if he looks to the things NOT immediately ahead of him ( looks further behind the carrot) he sees something more permanent. Something fixed, something not moving relative to him, say a field of cabbages, planted in the soil. When he runs to the cabbages, the cabbages don't run away from him, the cabbage is the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ABSOLUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If he runs, in time he will reach the cabbages and have his fill. So now, which are you chasing? The temporary &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CARROTS&lt;/span&gt; or the absolute&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; CABBAGES&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. now, maybe we think we maybe looking to the future when we work hard to get money, but try looking EVEN further ahead. WAY WAY down the road, after this life has ended... Maybe we should start preparing now? In my opinion, Earth is just like a prep-school, or schooling years, where you learn and gain all the knowledge possible, to equip you for what comes after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you make the right decisions in life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-8884092288595101067?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8884092288595101067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=8884092288595101067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8884092288595101067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8884092288595101067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/04/carrots-vs-cabbages.html' title='CARROTS vs. CABBAGES'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-8462012865712898102</id><published>2008-04-12T01:23:00.013+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:39.028+03:00</updated><title type='text'>To my dearest friend CJ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XQxi1DZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UoaCpIZYlA0/s1600-h/graduation+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XQxi1DZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UoaCpIZYlA0/s400/graduation+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188101978931400082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the monkey that hears no evil, to the monkey that speaks no evil.&lt;br /&gt;( poor thing, no one can see Jun's face. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss JEANETTE AMANDA KARYN STARR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XRBi1DaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/McN3C2mYJws/s1600-h/KEY70009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XRBi1DaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/McN3C2mYJws/s400/KEY70009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188101983226367394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's to your cute face... (marathon day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XRhi1DbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Srv_JTsWPvM/s1600-h/KEY70041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XRhi1DbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Srv_JTsWPvM/s400/KEY70041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188101991816302002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CJ and Steffie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XQRi1DYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/F2F_lUqpx7A/s1600-h/KEY70001.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CJ.. you should know that I still keep that little purple Xmas card you gave me. Do you still remember it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few keywords to jolt your memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;water rockets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Theory of Balding Male Teachers : it is observed that in a Water Rocket Competition, most male teachers are bald. All the male teachers present are teachers of Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion : Physics contributes to male baldness in teachers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__dpRi1DdI/AAAAAAAAAhU/lzXu_uYmXbg/s1600-h/KEY70006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__dpRi1DdI/AAAAAAAAAhU/lzXu_uYmXbg/s400/KEY70006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188108996907961810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sudoku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;add math...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( please ignore Chung's face and look at the whiteboard! Pn Chooi and her tiny handwriting made me wear glasses, and her lullaby voice made me sleepy, but you were the one who always fell asleep first!! And I had to try to wake you up.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__eyBi1DiI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qzo1AXMUpYc/s1600-h/KEY70021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__eyBi1DiI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qzo1AXMUpYc/s400/KEY70021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188110246743445026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sudoku DURING add math&lt;/span&gt; (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:60;" &gt;F&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( I almost forgot that one, one of the funniest experiences of my life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__fSRi1DjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_MOVKE0bVqY/s1600-h/madagascar-movie-screenshot3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__fSRi1DjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_MOVKE0bVqY/s400/madagascar-movie-screenshot3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188110800794226226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, striped standing next to you, hairy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah Lian and Swee Lin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you solve a problem like MARIAM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__eaxi1DhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Snn6qWUhI4Q/s1600-h/CIMG6827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__eaxi1DhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Snn6qWUhI4Q/s400/CIMG6827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188109847311486482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lion King,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oomph ba, oomph ba, oooooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna and Jie keychain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And your very nice art which I still keep today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(note I just took this pic 5 mins ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__dpxi1DeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/it6NRd-EvLM/s1600-h/CIMG7754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__dpxi1DeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/it6NRd-EvLM/s400/CIMG7754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188109005497896418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha only a few of us will know what i'm writing about. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XRxi1DcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/5bR4n6Gx9uw/s1600-h/KEY70044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XRxi1DcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/5bR4n6Gx9uw/s400/KEY70044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188101996111269314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And your very very VERY big smile!&lt;br /&gt;( I remember you saying that you just love this picture. Everyone just looks so happy! and look at Victor's funny face!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XQRi1DYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/F2F_lUqpx7A/s1600-h/KEY70001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XQRi1DYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/F2F_lUqpx7A/s400/KEY70001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188101970341465474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss CJ with her trademark 'peace' sign and huge huge smile that everyone loves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in Mr Phang's car OMG!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:72;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Anna Cecilia Phoebe Bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-8462012865712898102?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8462012865712898102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=8462012865712898102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8462012865712898102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8462012865712898102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-my-dearest-friend-cj.html' title='To my dearest friend CJ!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R__XQxi1DZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UoaCpIZYlA0/s72-c/graduation+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-7309278118398159761</id><published>2008-04-09T23:40:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:08:55.941+04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSS.</title><content type='html'>Which is worse? To leave of to get left behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has just been CRAP for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday I went to church like normal, and then shifted stuff to the new Church building. Spent the whole day out and got back at about 8pm. It was a pretty satisfying day.. I mean.. moving a church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I got back and signed on to MSN. And then.. I saw it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RIP Andrew."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. no... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That VERY SUNDAY Pastor Kevin asked the church:&lt;br /&gt;"Who wants to go to heaven?"&lt;br /&gt;     And the whole church raised their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he asked...&lt;br /&gt;" Who wants to go to heaven, TODAY?"&lt;br /&gt;    Some hands dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Andrew moved on today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 years is too soon. TOO SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never got married. He never got kids. He never got that dream car he wanted. He never travelled around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am not in a position to write about this, or even feel sad, but I am. I cried in the shower, and then cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever spoken to him.&lt;br /&gt;And i've known him since Standard 5.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we've crossed paths, but just never hit into each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is death the end of life?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. He still lives on in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let him die in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see with my own eyes.. the kind of unity we DJians have, it's just so sad that it took a tragedy like this to discover it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-7309278118398159761?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7309278118398159761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=7309278118398159761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7309278118398159761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7309278118398159761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/04/loss.html' title='LOSS.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-8973549938156405796</id><published>2008-04-05T02:08:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:39.680+03:00</updated><title type='text'>10 000</title><content type='html'>Listening to:  Just A Little While- Janet Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! it's taken sooo long. like about 3 years. So now, I have 10000 views. No biggie actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. sorry I haven't been updating. Kinda bogged down with studies, esp. biochemistry, which seems to have pending MCQ tests. The best part is today, when I went for Russian class, now I will even need to do a test every class. EVERY CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that I finished my surgery class last Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 weeks though I will have ALL exams together. Biochem, Microbe, Physio. I hope patho will be later at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to Spartive for choir practice. MF will be leading praise and worship in Sunday service and for Love factor on the 12th. hehehe.. the songs are cool. Check out Hillsong's Break Free, from their album Savior King! It's like the kind of song that you can bang your head to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and SADLY, International Christian Assembly (ICA) Moscow will be moving to some place at the far end of the Red Line. You see, in Moscow, property is expensive and the church cannot afford to purchase a building of its own, so they rent hotel halls, or multipurpose buildings to conduct church services. It's kinda difficult because every couple of years or so we move to another place. But it certainly makes for a different experience. So now, the far end of the Red Line is way way way farther than where it usually was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_c_X2vrlXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/XBn4zK3OeSs/s1600-h/Moscow_metro+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_c_X2vrlXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/XBn4zK3OeSs/s400/Moscow_metro+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185683175005459826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Okay, so I defamed the metro map a little. So let me just show you what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;I live at X. Metro Sevastopolskaya. To travel to Metro Spartivnaya :( where church used to be would take about 40 minutes? Now I have to travel all the way up to &lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHERKIZOVSKAYA METRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which would take an hour. And just for reference, the red square at the center is.. well.. where the Red Square is. And the Kremlin's there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this really cute story about how the metro map we see there came about. You see, during Stalin's time there was that metro map there, without the Brown (Ring) Line. And what happened was Stalin was in his room with a cup of coffee, when someone proposed a change to the metro system. So Stalin said he would think about it, and placed his coffee cup on the metro map. So the coffee stain resulted in the Ring Line!! It's not a true story by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, and finally.. let me introduce to you.. my new FAVOURITE SINGER.&lt;br /&gt;'Sara Beth Bareilles is a singer-songwriter and pianist. She has been compared to Fiona Apple, Norah Jones, and Joni Mitchell &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;despite her lack of formal training in either voice or piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.' (basically meaning she self-taught herself the piano?! is it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes to show that the most educated doesn't always mean most successful. :) I LOVE HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_awDWvrlTI/AAAAAAAAAgE/LzwCP5xxhVo/s1600-h/Sara+Bareilles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_awDWvrlTI/AAAAAAAAAgE/LzwCP5xxhVo/s400/Sara+Bareilles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185525592655369522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_c9WmvrlWI/AAAAAAAAAgc/VnjDfrGtb3g/s1600-h/SB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_c9WmvrlWI/AAAAAAAAAgc/VnjDfrGtb3g/s400/SB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185680954507367778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_awDmvrlUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/UfhsVCHzV0c/s1600-h/SaraBareilles_CoverFinal12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_awDmvrlUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/UfhsVCHzV0c/s400/SaraBareilles_CoverFinal12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185525596950336834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so pretty! Her latest album is Little Voice. I so want this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She became famous on iTunes, when they put her song "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MR5xv3pt7KI"&gt;Love Song&lt;/a&gt;" as a free download. Can't wait to hear more from her in the future! Love the song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYNMcAqaOx4"&gt;Vegas&lt;/a&gt;, especially the live one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2cGQoPmefyA"&gt;Fairytale&lt;/a&gt; is so cute too. Her voice is just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check her out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2cGQoPmefyA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-8973549938156405796?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8973549938156405796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=8973549938156405796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8973549938156405796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8973549938156405796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/04/10-000.html' title='10 000'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R_c_X2vrlXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/XBn4zK3OeSs/s72-c/Moscow_metro+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5538881579614249315</id><published>2008-04-01T15:32:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:33:30.306+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Got this in my email today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pray for him please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I believe in the power of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Dear Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters in christ&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;please join me in prayer as you read &lt;em&gt;this:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew Yap, SMKDJ, Graduation Year 2005&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Andrew Yap from DJ is in ICU. He fell and hit his head and his brain shifted. He's still unconscious even after the surgery. Docs say he's not recovering, please pray for him."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Ee Fei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the name of the Father, the son and the Holy Spirit&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Omnipotent and eternal God, the everlasting Salvation of those who believe, hear us on behalf of Thy sick servant, Andrew Yap, for whom we beg the aid of Thy pitying mercy, that, with his bodily health restored, May he be healed by the Holy Spirit and May You Shower Him with your utmost love and mercy. May he wake up from his surgery as he has not waken up since then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jesus, Your array of miracles, A true manifestation of Your Divinity, Draws the admiration of searching souls. Never let it be said, "Miracles do not exist!". You are the living example of such actions. Bless us with the faith to always believe, To affirm the Supreme Power of Your miracles, Be they of a physical or spiritual nature. We believe that our friend Andrew will wake up and be healed by your healing hand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In your most precious name, Christ Our Lord &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Pls forward to anyone you know and thank you for taking time in praying for him"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5538881579614249315?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5538881579614249315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5538881579614249315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5538881579614249315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5538881579614249315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/04/power-of-prayer.html' title='The power of prayer'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5716759179029854809</id><published>2008-03-31T20:20:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:54:35.111+04:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>i'm PRETTY DAMN SURE Mr XXX's not a virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest statement in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I came up with it. Genius right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T ASK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5716759179029854809?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5716759179029854809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5716759179029854809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5716759179029854809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5716759179029854809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-9027184527535619042</id><published>2008-03-27T00:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:10:15.091+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy, Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Hey ma.. happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;You're one year older now. Actually I feel sad because every year you get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think it would be nicer to just grow to a certain age and stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in Heaven it is said that you get eternal youth and you can do what you wish to accomplish forever and ever. If I went then maybe I would go to Cambridge, learn to play the violin, trabel to outerspace because I'd have all the time in the world. How nice would that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I was just thinking about you, and then I started crying. I cried because I couldn't be with you on your birthday, and for the past 6 months since I was away, this is the first time that I felt like I really wanted to go back. I think that for the next 4 years it will be the same. Especially now as I grow older and really appreciate what you've done for me all your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, thanks so much for everything. Right now for your birthday I guess there is nothing much that I can buy with money that would really help you in your life. If I could buy good health or happiness then maybe. But since I can't so I suppose that the best that I can do is just pray for you, and hope for the best in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you've given up so much for us, I know that you life is practically dedicated to us, everyday you work, everything you say, everything you do is for us, and I don't know how you do it day after day after day, but I thank you so much and I love you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that Juju could know about how I feel right now, and then maybe he would listen to you more. But I know that he's a good kid.. he does think about stuff like this, and he does care about his studies and stuff like that, just that sometimes he's stubborn and wants to do his own stuff. I just hope that he'll realize sooner. But I can tell that he's growing up, and he does think about life, and he does check on himself too, that's the most important thing, to know that you are wrong and then try to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I wish that you could be happier.. you go to work and come back from work so late, I get really worried because you come back so late, and maybe you feel sleepy and then you drive so fast some more. Mum, you should really take care of yourself. Don't go and work so late. Don't get yourself into accidents or stuff, don't get sick..and don't be so stressed up all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I earn money then you don't have to work anymore la. You should just retire and relax, don't have to be so stressed out all the time, and work like a crazy person. I know you have to do the work of 2 parents, and I know that its really hard, and i'm really sorry that I've made you angry in the past when it comes to this, I guess I was inconsiderate and then never thought that it was so hard to do what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But I hope that you understand that daddy's my parent too and I can't bring myself to ask from daddy for money.. I know that you still don't agree with me because maybe you're angry with him, but I guess I don't feel that way about it, although I know that he hurt you.. Argh I don't know how to figure this out.  It's something that I know  troubles me everytime.. and  I know that Juju feels the same also.. Anyway, i'm sorry if I hurt you, i know you always were angry about this when I tried to talk about it with you, but I still don't know I guess it's just my problem and I need to be more brave about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now mom, i'm just really sorry for all the times that I've hurt you, but I hope you know that I love you, and you are really the greatest mom a person could ever have. All the time I tell people that my mom is the greatest mom ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mayshi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-9027184527535619042?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/9027184527535619042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=9027184527535619042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/9027184527535619042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/9027184527535619042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/03/mommy-happy-birthday.html' title='Mommy, Happy Birthday'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-8512213364872496055</id><published>2008-03-24T13:43:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:40.381+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I did over Easter weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eGRGvrlKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/eEMguLknZjk/s1600-h/23032008690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eGRGvrlKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/eEMguLknZjk/s400/23032008690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181257524739544226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;nice right?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the backdrop for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eGQmvrlJI/AAAAAAAAAe0/X7Tn2wJGejQ/s1600-h/CIMG7752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eGQmvrlJI/AAAAAAAAAe0/X7Tn2wJGejQ/s400/CIMG7752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181257516149609618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pictures are a lil dark.. Left : Melvyn, Joanna, Me, Flora, Alyssa and the oh-so-tall Angeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eGP2vrlII/AAAAAAAAAes/yNgQPZUCpbw/s1600-h/CIMG7751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eGP2vrlII/AAAAAAAAAes/yNgQPZUCpbw/s400/CIMG7751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181257503264707714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Where is the sexiest stone?!?"-Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last Friday I did my biochemistry exam. Actually was supposed to do it the week before but then we would've had 3 exams in that week, and usually by the last day of the week you're already burnt out. So we decided to boycott it. What happened was the teacher still wanted to take the exam and she made us do the computer MCQs. For your information, I can honestly say, those MCQs are just meant to kill you. :) So since she made us do it,and i didn't study by the way, so I just went in and did it. I got a 55. :P:P Anyway, whatever. So once you do it, you cannot redo it again. And it'll affect the mark of your written test. You won't score as high as you actually did with a failed MCQ.  So I went into class and told her my marks. This was 2 Fridays ago by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week, I studied and then went for the exam on Friday. And I did my written exam, and I think i did pretty well.. And then, I was thinking, maybe I could just go into the computer room and just try the MCQ again to see what I will get, and just to learn from my mistakes. And I had to do another kind of drag and drop, where we had to fill in the pictures of the structure of chemical molecules into metabolic pathways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I did the metabolic pathway questions first, and I got 100 for that. And then I redid the MCQ for fun, and got 90. So I went in to the teacher and told her the marks for metabolic pathway questions, little did I know she forgot,  or 'choose to forget' to write down the marks for my MCQ the week before. SO, I think I should be able to get a 5 for my exam this time!! YAY. Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I did my pathology exam. And I didn't really have much time to study, since only I had Saturday, and Sunday, and was quite busy with banner painting etc etc.. BUT!, I still got a 5. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shows that you don't have to study hard, but study smart and just have faith. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now,I'm going to sleep. I've got the flu because of the weather change recently. It seems to be getting warmer. It snowed again on Easter. Just like last year, except last year was CRAZY heavy.. like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after church ended.. from inside a restaurant.. It was actually totally not white.. just green grass, you can see the snow starting to become more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eM22vrlPI/AAAAAAAAAfk/sfxqjKGfI0I/s1600-h/CIMG0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eM22vrlPI/AAAAAAAAAfk/sfxqjKGfI0I/s400/CIMG0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181264770349372658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THEN.. 1 hr later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eM4WvrlRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/r0b5AQWJVcA/s1600-h/CIMG0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eM4WvrlRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/r0b5AQWJVcA/s400/CIMG0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181264796119176466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eM32vrlQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-Dk0HtwABw0/s1600-h/CIMG0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eM32vrlQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-Dk0HtwABw0/s400/CIMG0500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181264787529241858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;signing out. Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;-mayshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-8512213364872496055?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8512213364872496055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=8512213364872496055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8512213364872496055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8512213364872496055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R-eGRGvrlKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/eEMguLknZjk/s72-c/23032008690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5368775430707123004</id><published>2008-03-15T00:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:34:30.237+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people.. it’s the end of the week again! YAY! This weekend I’m really happy because I finished 2 exams this week, and got 5 for both of them. Whoopee. Okay, so right now I just wanna post something because it’s really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Russia, the phone lines aren’t that good, every 5 minutes or so you talk and then the line just cuts off. Or maybe it’s just the problem with the people’s phones. Imagine this scenario, where there are 2 people who are fighting over the phone… And so what happens is that Girl is mad at Boy. So, the conversation goes something like this:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: “ I’ve got nothing to say to you already, I don’t wanna talk to you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Boy: “ No but I wanna talk some more…”&lt;br /&gt;Girl: “ But I’m lazy to talk to you already. I don’t wanna continue this conversation             …”&lt;br /&gt;Boy: “ We should discuss…”&lt;br /&gt;**beep beep, Phone cuts…**&lt;br /&gt;Then Girl calls back.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: “ I don’t wanna talk to you anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;Boy: “ Please lah, talk to me…”&lt;br /&gt;Girl: “ Don’t want la!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Does anyone get what’s so funny?&lt;br /&gt;( Hint: Then the Girl calls back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an interesting observation is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a science which studies the behavior of people and their interactions with other people? Is that psychology or sociology? What is sociology anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, my internet isn’t working again. Stupid. But we don’t have any other option for internet lines so.. I guess we’re stuck, isolated from the world, destitute and deprived... *right…;)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry now.. I’ve been eating a lot of fried foods lately. BAD BAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5368775430707123004?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5368775430707123004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5368775430707123004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5368775430707123004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5368775430707123004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5131685569976772645</id><published>2008-03-10T21:44:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:55:16.691+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch and Rant post.</title><content type='html'>I may be PMS-ing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo angry with 'you', whoever you are out there, who in your hands right now have a whole stack of my Physio lecture notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GIVE THEM BACK TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cry soon. You can't take them because I've taken so long to write them and you take it away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like shouting at you right now. I want it BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying right now as I write this, and you should know that when my hp got stolen I didn't shead a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME MY FREAKING LECTURE NOTES BACK. You're not the only one who needs to use them. If you don't go for freaking lectures does that give you the right to take mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be really easy for me to NOT LEND THEM OUT ANYMORE right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't bring myself to turn down all the people who ask it from me. Every time people ask me for my notes i am reminded of the fact that SOMEONE HAS TAKEN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHH!H@!@$%^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;^%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:500%;" &gt;GIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:500%;" &gt;IT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:500%;" &gt;BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:500%;" &gt;NOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5131685569976772645?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5131685569976772645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5131685569976772645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5131685569976772645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5131685569976772645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/03/bitch-and-rant-post.html' title='Bitch and Rant post.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-3900080790638393732</id><published>2008-03-07T17:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:40.563+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Women's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Women's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th of March is Women's Day all around the world ( Just in case you didn't know). And in Russia they take it very seriously. Today I was travelling to and from class and I see many many many women holding flowers. I myself did my share of holding flowers.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to be delivered to a woman.. Alas, I did not receive any!&lt;/span&gt; But!... the day has not ended yet. ;) Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the reason why they take Women's Day so seriously in Russia is because back in those days, the men would be out fighting wars but the women would be at home running the house...and soon they became independent of the men ( you go, girl!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA and I noticed today I got very nice treatment, which is rare around these parts.. People were smiling at me, and I was wondering.. "was I dressed weirdly?" " Is there something in my hair?"... and everyone was laughing out loud and...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Which is weird. And freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, to end the week and celebrate  Женский День, I decided to go shopping and spend some money on myself. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to get some shoes, and I found these on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took 'em. I mean.. bought 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R9FTZxPgHHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4gV6FREWdI0/s1600-h/CIMG7748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R9FTZxPgHHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4gV6FREWdI0/s400/CIMG7748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175009149005601906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; С праздником восьмой марта!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-3900080790638393732?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3900080790638393732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=3900080790638393732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3900080790638393732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3900080790638393732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-womens-day.html' title='Happy Women&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R9FTZxPgHHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4gV6FREWdI0/s72-c/CIMG7748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4919223170493775536</id><published>2008-03-07T00:24:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T00:33:33.644+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Wassup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's been really crazy this year. I mean check the date now, it's the 6th of March, but it's still freaking WINTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and I never took my mom's advice when I went out yesterday "dress warm or you'll get sick".&lt;br /&gt;So we all know what happened to me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Chinese people say, I got the 'winds'. Seriously, the wind was like damn DAMN strong yesterday, like you-can-lean-forward-but-not-fall kind of strong. So I had a fever yesterday. Slept most of the day, and popped a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paracetamol&lt;/span&gt;, then slept some more. Had a general weakness in my body, with elevated temperature, and body aches throughout, but i'm better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't go for surgery class today. But I guess it's not that bad, they just sucked about 2 litres of fluid from the pleural cavity. And they repeated this procedure on 4 people. I guess I didn't miss much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what they do with all that pleural fluid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week got many many exams! Wednesday - Physio, Thursday-microb, and Fri - Biochem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt; die die die die die die die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. &lt;span id="en-NIV-23317" class="sup"&gt;-"&lt;/span&gt;Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't agree more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-4919223170493775536?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4919223170493775536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=4919223170493775536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4919223170493775536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4919223170493775536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5736592660201894259</id><published>2008-03-04T16:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:49:54.543+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Election fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://www.malaysiakini.tv/client/web" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;mkinitv_client("1mar08_Questiontime_TonyPua_MeiFun.wmv");&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is interesting. Who would you vote for this Saturday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5736592660201894259?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5736592660201894259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5736592660201894259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5736592660201894259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5736592660201894259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/03/election-fever.html' title='Election fever'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5362787168442276157</id><published>2008-02-28T00:50:00.019+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:43.211+03:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIBUTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Bessha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place brings me good memories..&lt;br /&gt;Those were the good days when we hung out together and played around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GYDG70MPI/AAAAAAAAC-0/gYR0JavlQ7A/s1600-h/DSC09550.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GYDG70MPI/AAAAAAAAC-0/gYR0JavlQ7A/s400/DSC09550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GYDG70MPI/AAAAAAAAC-0/gYR0JavlQ7A/s400/DSC09550.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....Seriously.. look at Juju.. he's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kkD3hX3zI/AAAAAAAAAcc/p28sA7BuFnM/s1600-h/15072007055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kkD3hX3zI/AAAAAAAAAcc/p28sA7BuFnM/s400/15072007055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172705295873859378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and look what happened to him now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-078.friendster.com/e1/photos/87/02/36152078/840672121l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-078.friendster.com/e1/photos/87/02/36152078/840672121l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Hahaha!  he's so gonna hate me for this...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And this reminds me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GYDm70MQI/AAAAAAAAC-8/QL7l-kTIzlQ/s400/DSC09549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GYDm70MQI/AAAAAAAAC-8/QL7l-kTIzlQ/s400/DSC09549.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... of the time I played monopoly with 8 REAL people. And I won. ( or I think I almost did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kqfHhX35I/AAAAAAAAAdM/dr_WMR44-8I/s1600-h/CIMG6638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kqfHhX35I/AAAAAAAAAdM/dr_WMR44-8I/s400/CIMG6638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172712361095061394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Now I just play with the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the time my mom showed me the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIANT CICADA&lt;/span&gt;..( yes Bessha, the bugs were huge and DISGUSTING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The bugs have become smaller because we've all grown bigger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8ktuHhX37I/AAAAAAAAAdc/AAqMQmc7lWA/s1600-h/maysh+n+me%210001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8ktuHhX37I/AAAAAAAAAdc/AAqMQmc7lWA/s400/maysh+n+me%210001.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172715917327982514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kmaXhX32I/AAAAAAAAAc0/I9Bwe5u0UT8/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kmaXhX32I/AAAAAAAAAc0/I9Bwe5u0UT8/s400/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172707881444171618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah Ma has grown older too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kp63hX33I/AAAAAAAAAc8/3OvI_SjqDdE/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kp63hX33I/AAAAAAAAAc8/3OvI_SjqDdE/s400/DSC00100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172711738324803442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and even PANDA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8k0sXhX39I/AAAAAAAAAds/hMla4O_L3xw/s1600-h/Panda,+Dawn,+Oreo+and+little+Daisy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8k0sXhX39I/AAAAAAAAAds/hMla4O_L3xw/s400/Panda,+Dawn,+Oreo+and+little+Daisy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172723583844605906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(he's to the left, so cute right?!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8ktanhX36I/AAAAAAAAAdU/b4k8hTMNnZA/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8ktanhX36I/AAAAAAAAAdU/b4k8hTMNnZA/s400/DSC00830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172715582320533410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and Cameron Highlands reminds me of the time someone told me that you sleepwalk, cousin..do you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GWym70MKI/AAAAAAAAC-M/1hC2nlfmqKs/s400/DSC09416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GWym70MKI/AAAAAAAAC-M/1hC2nlfmqKs/s400/DSC09416.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a good thing you didn't wander off to those bushes while sleeping.. remember there were like anthills there, are they still there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that I would go over to Nai-Nai's house for Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kkDXhX3yI/AAAAAAAAAcU/bwez-1lo1og/s1600-h/15072007054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kkDXhX3yI/AAAAAAAAAcU/bwez-1lo1og/s400/15072007054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172705287283924770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but Juju and I wouldn't get many presents and I would be sad because I didn't feel very welcomed..(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little kids ma...&lt;/span&gt;).. and there were many strangers there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We never really did spend Christmas with you anymore after that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least we were together at Uncle Martin's wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GYDG70MPI/AAAAAAAAC-0/gYR0JavlQ7A/s1600-h/DSC09550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GYDG70MPI/AAAAAAAAC-0/gYR0JavlQ7A/s1600-h/DSC09550.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kk6XhX30I/AAAAAAAAAck/Qs86QGAP-do/s1600-h/28072007094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kk6XhX30I/AAAAAAAAAck/Qs86QGAP-do/s400/28072007094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172706232176729922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still no presents though... and still many strangers around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's alright.. because you were there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8k2XHhX3-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/W9BWn-9gGSM/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8k2XHhX3-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/W9BWn-9gGSM/s400/DSC00095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172725417795641314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahaha.. you dunno how much I love you hang out with you, you crazy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kk63hX31I/AAAAAAAAAcs/BqGdAqJuvDo/s1600-h/CIMG0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8kk63hX31I/AAAAAAAAAcs/BqGdAqJuvDo/s400/CIMG0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172706240766664530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And remember the time we painted our nails the same?! :P&lt;br /&gt;PLUS...&lt;br /&gt;We're both in medical school too! :P&lt;br /&gt;Great minds think alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8k5n3hX4AI/AAAAAAAAAeE/QI7gvtU53zM/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8k5n3hX4AI/AAAAAAAAAeE/QI7gvtU53zM/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729004093333506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MMA and IMU&lt;br /&gt;me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it rhymes! and my logo PWNS your logo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8ktuXhX38I/AAAAAAAAAdk/oC8MdgYAwuM/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8ktuXhX38I/AAAAAAAAAdk/oC8MdgYAwuM/s400/DSC00861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172715921622949826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Love,                     &lt;br /&gt;Mayshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5362787168442276157?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5362787168442276157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5362787168442276157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5362787168442276157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5362787168442276157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/02/tribute.html' title='TRIBUTE'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sj6SUH6rTTU/R8GYDG70MPI/AAAAAAAAC-0/gYR0JavlQ7A/s72-c/DSC09550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4742283237118774633</id><published>2008-02-25T22:22:00.017+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:52.724+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy in pictures. part 3.</title><content type='html'>Italy in pictures , part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWhjb2qDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/7us3pr7rVDA/s1600-h/CIMG7546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWhjb2qDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/7us3pr7rVDA/s400/CIMG7546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171001562855024690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Perseus With the Head of  Medusa (property of the Uffizi Gallery)&lt;br /&gt;The head of Medusa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8No7zb2q4I/AAAAAAAAAa0/Y8ZJFDVSnTs/s1600-h/versace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8No7zb2q4I/AAAAAAAAAa0/Y8ZJFDVSnTs/s400/versace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171092173780069250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is the logo of Versace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWiDb2qEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/rzcUGdaQLIk/s1600-h/CIMG7542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWiDb2qEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/rzcUGdaQLIk/s400/CIMG7542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171001571444959298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fantabulous DAVID - by Michaelangelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWizb2qFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/wtIqLJpyHbU/s1600-h/CIMG7562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWizb2qFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/wtIqLJpyHbU/s400/CIMG7562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171001584329861202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Fountain of Neptune by Bartolomeo Ammannati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWjjb2qGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/zMFkUqevU_0/s1600-h/CIMG7568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWjjb2qGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/zMFkUqevU_0/s400/CIMG7568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171001597214763106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Piazza Del Signoria, Florence, Italy! Behind me is the Uffizi Gallery and Perseus statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWjzb2qHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yLumKhNBQ9M/s1600-h/CIMG7570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWjzb2qHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yLumKhNBQ9M/s400/CIMG7570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171001601509730418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom is everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day 4-Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8McIjb2qII/AAAAAAAAAVA/oHRRmdeRS0g/s1600-h/CIMG7574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8McIjb2qII/AAAAAAAAAVA/oHRRmdeRS0g/s400/CIMG7574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171007730428061826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8McJDb2qJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/f0wBMea73jM/s1600-h/CIMG7575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8McJDb2qJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/f0wBMea73jM/s400/CIMG7575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171007739017996434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Classic pictures! The leaning tower of Pisa is actually a bell tower for the city of Pisa. The city was once a port town, like Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;When they built the bell tower, at the 3rd floor they realized that the tower was leaning to one side, so they tried to correct the tilt, if you can actually see it. :) The leaning tower is going to fall soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8McJjb2qKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WxDqWn0Fab4/s1600-h/CIMG7589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8McJjb2qKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WxDqWn0Fab4/s400/CIMG7589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171007747607931042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside one of the cathedrals in Pisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4- again in Florence/Firenze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nr4Tb2q5I/AAAAAAAAAa8/XbzJ4rYcuKw/s1600-h/815px-Ponte_vecchio-arno-florence-np.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nr4Tb2q5I/AAAAAAAAAa8/XbzJ4rYcuKw/s400/815px-Ponte_vecchio-arno-florence-np.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171095412185410450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ponte( bridge) Vecchio! with shops piggybacking off it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8McKTb2qLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Gr2aClcnbs4/s1600-h/CIMG7595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8McKTb2qLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Gr2aClcnbs4/s400/CIMG7595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171007760492832946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the statues on the bridge with shops hanging off it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day 5 - Rome/Roma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqKDb2qOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/b5AY6ySRfcA/s1600-h/CIMG7599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqKDb2qOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/b5AY6ySRfcA/s400/CIMG7599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171023149360654562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some of the many ruins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqMzb2qPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/lsvUnV1OUQk/s1600-h/CIMG7602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqMzb2qPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/lsvUnV1OUQk/s400/CIMG7602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171023196605294834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you should go and see for yourself.. very old stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqOTb2qQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_9mRNV-fzl8/s1600-h/CIMG7604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqOTb2qQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_9mRNV-fzl8/s400/CIMG7604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171023222375098626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Requires no explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqPDb2qRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ajHvn6SOh3k/s1600-h/CIMG7611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqPDb2qRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ajHvn6SOh3k/s400/CIMG7611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171023235260000530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOW! ( I took this picture by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqPjb2qSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jTL0Vm3qxts/s1600-h/CIMG7613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MqPjb2qSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/jTL0Vm3qxts/s400/CIMG7613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171023243849935138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a beautiful day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-TTb2qTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/n01M-eC92_Q/s1600-h/CIMG7742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-TTb2qTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/n01M-eC92_Q/s400/CIMG7742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171045298507000114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleepy face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-UDb2qUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/y7lCaIVfaqA/s1600-h/31012008594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-UDb2qUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/y7lCaIVfaqA/s400/31012008594.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171045311391902018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We wandered out very far from Rome city, we reached this Museum of Modern Arts or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-Uzb2qVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/QjcpiJz-VAQ/s1600-h/31012008593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-Uzb2qVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/QjcpiJz-VAQ/s400/31012008593.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171045324276803922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This funny spindly building from across the river in Rome. Taken with my hp, zoomed. So the picture isn't so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-VTb2qWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/iNhklsZ9WhU/s1600-h/31012008595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-VTb2qWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/iNhklsZ9WhU/s400/31012008595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171045332866738530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spanish steps from above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-Wjb2qXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/-0SG0KhGPYc/s1600-h/31012008596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8M-Wjb2qXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/-0SG0KhGPYc/s400/31012008596.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171045354341575026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More spanish steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nudzb2q6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/2ZkmNZAaJ7s/s1600-h/800px-Fontana_di_Trevi_by_night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nudzb2q6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/2ZkmNZAaJ7s/s400/800px-Fontana_di_Trevi_by_night.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171098255453760418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trevi fountain! Throw a coin and you'll definitely come back to rome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NueTb2q7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/4tVaP2nqFak/s1600-h/800px-Trevi_Fountain,_Rome,_Italy_-_May_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NueTb2q7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/4tVaP2nqFak/s400/800px-Trevi_Fountain,_Rome,_Italy_-_May_2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171098264043695026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day 6- Vatican City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NDODb2qYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4ls03mZPW8g/s1600-h/01022008597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NDODb2qYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4ls03mZPW8g/s400/01022008597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171050705870825858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The FAMOUS VATICAN MUSEUM.* and I've been there.. dream come true! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NDOjb2qZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/EBN-f4e9a0A/s1600-h/01022008601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NDOjb2qZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/EBN-f4e9a0A/s400/01022008601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171050714460760466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he Laocoon Group  from the Hellenistic period (1st century BC). Check out his beard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NDQDb2qbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/NUInV2ZBSwM/s1600-h/01022008609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NDQDb2qbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/NUInV2ZBSwM/s400/01022008609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171050740230564274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was on the floor of one of the hallways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NDQjb2qcI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qM3We_5Pby8/s1600-h/01022008612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NDQjb2qcI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qM3We_5Pby8/s400/01022008612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171050748820498882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the ceilings, and long long corridors, and beautiful statues! leading me to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE SISTINE CHAPEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd9Tb2qfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/MpZ2tJrwh0A/s1600-h/sistine01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd9Tb2qfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/MpZ2tJrwh0A/s400/sistine01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080104921967090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;overview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd9jb2qgI/AAAAAAAAAX4/FJEcyXV7p1Y/s1600-h/Ceiling+of+Sistine+Chapel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd9jb2qgI/AAAAAAAAAX4/FJEcyXV7p1Y/s400/Ceiling+of+Sistine+Chapel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080109216934402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look up and you see this. Then strain your eyes to see the center picture... you see this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NzXjb2q8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/d8goMDYAxRo/s1600-h/god+adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NzXjb2q8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/d8goMDYAxRo/s400/god+adam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171103645637716930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What I came all the way to see.&lt;br /&gt;God painted as a man. This is what Michaelangelo thought God would look like. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd9zb2qhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/A0bzQHRbPrc/s1600-h/last-judgment-wga-350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd9zb2qhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/A0bzQHRbPrc/s400/last-judgment-wga-350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080113511901714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look front.. also by Michaelangelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd-Db2qiI/AAAAAAAAAYI/x_setulqAgw/s1600-h/01022008621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd-Db2qiI/AAAAAAAAAYI/x_setulqAgw/s400/01022008621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080117806869026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Door of St Peter's Basillica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Netjb2qjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lFUzsEy1gmY/s1600-h/01022008625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Netjb2qjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lFUzsEy1gmY/s400/01022008625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080933850655282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Peter's seat. I don't know if he really sat on it..because the seat is huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NeuDb2qkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mzZfhsoclzo/s1600-h/01022008629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NeuDb2qkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mzZfhsoclzo/s400/01022008629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080942440589890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at how the carved marble looks like a piece of cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Neujb2qlI/AAAAAAAAAYg/tS6zNSWae1U/s1600-h/01022008627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Neujb2qlI/AAAAAAAAAYg/tS6zNSWae1U/s400/01022008627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080951030524498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The middle of the basillica has this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NevDb2qmI/AAAAAAAAAYo/goaaH9SVCOs/s1600-h/01022008630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NevDb2qmI/AAAAAAAAAYo/goaaH9SVCOs/s400/01022008630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080959620459106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a manhole or something. Even this looks pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nevjb2qnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/J9IjHAr-ffo/s1600-h/01022008631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nevjb2qnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/J9IjHAr-ffo/s400/01022008631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080968210393714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is NOT a painting. It's a glass mosaic. How did they find all the right coloured glass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NfnDb2qoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/2sO-r5AUDkU/s1600-h/01022008634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NfnDb2qoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/2sO-r5AUDkU/s400/01022008634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171081921693133442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Admiring the general splendour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nfnzb2qpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-L4NsQx-I68/s1600-h/01022008636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nfnzb2qpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-L4NsQx-I68/s400/01022008636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171081934578035346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Must not forget to always look up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NfoDb2qqI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4AgHZ5J_FxE/s1600-h/01022008639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NfoDb2qqI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4AgHZ5J_FxE/s400/01022008639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171081938873002658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little metal holy people with funny hats on the doors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NfoTb2qrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MXxRRM49MD4/s1600-h/01022008641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NfoTb2qrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MXxRRM49MD4/s400/01022008641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171081943167969970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The great outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NfpDb2qsI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ezvz_ZifQo4/s1600-h/01022008642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NfpDb2qsI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ezvz_ZifQo4/s400/01022008642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171081956052871874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the funnily dressed Vatican guards? too bad it was a cold day, they wore overcoats. Or not they'd look like jugglers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NinDb2qtI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9Kf6hsauBno/s1600-h/01022008643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NinDb2qtI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9Kf6hsauBno/s400/01022008643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171085220228016850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Ninjb2quI/AAAAAAAAAZo/DDwDjwu_upU/s1600-h/01022008644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Ninjb2quI/AAAAAAAAAZo/DDwDjwu_upU/s400/01022008644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171085228817951458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An obelisk. With egyptian heiroglyphics on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NioDb2qvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/YrfdbjMKcW0/s1600-h/01022008645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NioDb2qvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/YrfdbjMKcW0/s400/01022008645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171085237407886066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close-up of the fountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NioTb2qwI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aNowAp4Mzq4/s1600-h/01022008646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NioTb2qwI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aNowAp4Mzq4/s400/01022008646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171085241702853378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Peter's Basillica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Niozb2qxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/vd2NWzpWSH4/s1600-h/01022008647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Niozb2qxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/vd2NWzpWSH4/s400/01022008647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171085250292787986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The obelisk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day 7: The Republic of San Marino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmQjb2qzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pY29W_Dlxmk/s1600-h/CIMG7743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmQjb2qzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pY29W_Dlxmk/s400/CIMG7743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171089231727471410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The republic on a hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmRDb2q0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/d4gC_Pcy5_k/s1600-h/CIMG7744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmRDb2q0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/d4gC_Pcy5_k/s400/CIMG7744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171089240317406018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COUNTRY&lt;/span&gt; map. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmSDb2q1I/AAAAAAAAAac/jnKCtj2OoMI/s1600-h/CIMG7745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmSDb2q1I/AAAAAAAAAac/jnKCtj2OoMI/s400/CIMG7745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171089257497275218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;atop the roofs. Feel like yodelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmSzb2q2I/AAAAAAAAAak/Z_ziabwrKmc/s1600-h/CIMG7746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmSzb2q2I/AAAAAAAAAak/Z_ziabwrKmc/s400/CIMG7746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171089270382177122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toy guns! But I bet they still hurt if you shoot 'em at someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmTjb2q3I/AAAAAAAAAas/ExotPeV6b9E/s1600-h/CIMG7747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8NmTjb2q3I/AAAAAAAAAas/ExotPeV6b9E/s400/CIMG7747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171089283267079026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. I am done with ITALY. it took ages just to put up all those pictures.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8Nd-Db2qiI/AAAAAAAAAYI/x_setulqAgw/s1600-h/01022008621.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/12931579-4742283237118774633?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4742283237118774633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=4742283237118774633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4742283237118774633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4742283237118774633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/02/italy-in-pictures-part-3.html' title='Italy in pictures. part 3.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R8MWhjb2qDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/7us3pr7rVDA/s72-c/CIMG7546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-1101176107373504932</id><published>2008-02-21T00:07:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T00:41:33.063+03:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt;ooh.. a tag! Another reason to NOT be studying biochemistry. :) Love ya, STEF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. What was your dream during your childhood?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become a singer. I distinctly remember jumping up and down on my mom's bed singing along to 3 turtles who were singing acapella on Sesame Street. yeah. After that I wanted to become a scientist because I watched too much Bill Nye the Science Guy.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Do you like rainy days or sunny days? Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you live in Moscow, you'd like sunny days. But not all sunny days are warm. Sunny days are cold in Moscow. Rainy -Snowy days are warmer than sunny days. I like HOT sunny days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Which colour do you like better? Black or White?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black. It's slimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Who would you marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Josh Groban :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Where do you want to go most? Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to HEAVEN! Because in Heaven, God's presence is felt EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Which part of yourself do you love the most?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my brain and what I can do with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. When you encounter a sad moment, what do you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pray and ask God to make it go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. What are you afraid of losing the most?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. If you met someone you love, would you confess to him/her? Or just keep it secret, observing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I wouldn't tell, but I would hint, but I definitely won't be the one to confess first. GUYS should do it first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the one who tagged you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, smart and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish for your other half?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish that they're smarter than me, super funny, taller than me, someone I can talk to for hours and hours, someone who listens to me, and someone who loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. Up to now, what is the moment you regret most?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret taking this JPA scholarship. I don't know why but it feels as if I lost my dreams. My heart regrets it, but I know logically I should be very thankful. I am thankful. God has a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. Which type of person do you hate most?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like hypocrites, people who boast.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. What is your ambition?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to become a good person. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. Would you rather be someone else at this very moment?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Newer, better and improved version of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. If you can have 2 dreams to come true, what would it be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go to Cambridge to study medicine. Go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. What do you think is most important in your life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loving God, becoming a better person.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. Who’s your favourite cartoon character?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mulan! Small town Chinese girl changing the course of history. Boo yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If the world ends tomorrow I would rejoice and get ready to meet God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. The most worthwhile decision you’ve ever made in your life so far?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So far, my most worthwhile decision is to do stuff for the Malaysian Fellowship here. :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tag…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jun Ai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doinky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever reads my blog wants to be tagged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-1101176107373504932?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1101176107373504932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=1101176107373504932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1101176107373504932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1101176107373504932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged.html' title='TAGGED!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-111388866108592427</id><published>2008-02-20T01:17:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:20:54.076+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy in pictures. Part 2.</title><content type='html'>Day 3: Florence/Firenze (don't you just love the name.. say it.. fiRENZE!.. grrrrr..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tV_zb2pwI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGInop739j0/s1600-h/CIMG7447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tV_zb2pwI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGInop739j0/s400/CIMG7447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168819551964931842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A segway! Those things are cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWAzb2pxI/AAAAAAAAARM/2lrN-W9b_vk/s1600-h/CIMG7462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWAzb2pxI/AAAAAAAAARM/2lrN-W9b_vk/s400/CIMG7462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168819569144801042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew?! I didn't know you had a tie shop in Florence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(this refers to all the Andrews I know..;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWBTb2pyI/AAAAAAAAARU/VUUiIPJAHrQ/s1600-h/CIMG7464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWBTb2pyI/AAAAAAAAARU/VUUiIPJAHrQ/s400/CIMG7464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168819577734735650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I never knew my mom was a supplier of fruits in Italy. No wonder she loves eating fruits so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWBzb2pzI/AAAAAAAAARc/6Q_Fduyqjhg/s1600-h/CIMG7467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWBzb2pzI/AAAAAAAAARc/6Q_Fduyqjhg/s400/CIMG7467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168819586324670258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the weird looking veggies.. Especially those veggies to the right of the brocolli.. They're like drills or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWCTb2p0I/AAAAAAAAARk/qStQIg0WgNs/s1600-h/CIMG7468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWCTb2p0I/AAAAAAAAARk/qStQIg0WgNs/s400/CIMG7468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168819594914604866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gia..na...ni...na...ni...whaa..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWyTb2p1I/AAAAAAAAARs/w-CLfh3VOWM/s1600-h/CIMG7483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWyTb2p1I/AAAAAAAAARs/w-CLfh3VOWM/s400/CIMG7483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168820419548325714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this pulpit.. it's built on the pillar, and the way to enter is through a hole on the backside of this pillar. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWyzb2p2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/GRu-VqDByXI/s1600-h/CIMG7481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWyzb2p2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/GRu-VqDByXI/s400/CIMG7481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168820428138260322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomb of Galileo Galilei. Remember he had problems with the Church? It took them about 90+ years AFTER he was dead to built this thing, and place his body inside. Before that, they kept his body in a little chapel beside this church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWzTb2p3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/7GtGo7mheL4/s1600-h/CIMG7494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tWzTb2p3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/7GtGo7mheL4/s400/CIMG7494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168820436728194930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomb of Charlotte Napoleon Bonaparte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tW0Db2p4I/AAAAAAAAASE/HfgN5kfA1nw/s1600-h/CIMG7500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tW0Db2p4I/AAAAAAAAASE/HfgN5kfA1nw/s400/CIMG7500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168820449613096834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giant music books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tW1Db2p5I/AAAAAAAAASM/bqbGkwdw5ac/s1600-h/CIMG7527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tW1Db2p5I/AAAAAAAAASM/bqbGkwdw5ac/s400/CIMG7527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168820466792966034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this painting. The babies and the lady looks so chubby, and check out the babies' butts! Robust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*something wrong with the internet now. Will continue later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-111388866108592427?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/111388866108592427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=111388866108592427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/111388866108592427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/111388866108592427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/02/italy-in-pictures-part-2.html' title='Italy in pictures. Part 2.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7tV_zb2pwI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGInop739j0/s72-c/CIMG7447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-203335658080585627</id><published>2008-02-15T20:04:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:01.712+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy in pictures.</title><content type='html'>Have given up waiting for Shan to pass me them pictures. So here it is... ITALY! Beautiful place, beautiful people, and yummy food. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 : Verona&lt;br /&gt;For all you Shakespearians.. you should know that Verona, Italy is the setting for Romeo and Juliet, yes it's a true story that happened way before Shakespeare's time, and somehow he got to know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XHYjb2o6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/SDhkebwuxUY/s1600-h/CIMG7274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XHYjb2o6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/SDhkebwuxUY/s400/CIMG7274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167255372120368034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Juliet's statue. In Italian it's spelt as "Giulietta".Check out her boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XHaDb2o7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/6dSk93EyvLI/s1600-h/CIMG7278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XHaDb2o7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/6dSk93EyvLI/s400/CIMG7278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167255397890171826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The balcony! "Romeo, Romeo.. where for art thou Romeo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO6Db2o-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ctOdLpMX-AY/s1600-h/CIMG7279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO6Db2o-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ctOdLpMX-AY/s400/CIMG7279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167263644227380194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the people that come seriously wrote on the walls.. saying who they love etc.. I wrote too! Maybe if you wanna know what I wrote, you should go to Verona. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO6jb2o_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/ZctR-n8tl2I/s1600-h/CIMG7289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO6jb2o_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/ZctR-n8tl2I/s400/CIMG7289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167263652817314802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Funny 'flyaway' man in the square = Piazza. And it isn't the wind blowing him, it's just that his tie, and hat are fixed like that, and his umbrelly has been blown inside out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO7Db2pAI/AAAAAAAAALE/9Xp9De93QnY/s1600-h/CIMG7307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO7Db2pAI/AAAAAAAAALE/9Xp9De93QnY/s400/CIMG7307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167263661407249410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is cute, he stood infront of a car in which the driver wanted to get something from the boot, so what he did, the flyaway man stood still in front of the car for a good 5 mins in that position. And when the driver came back, he saw the flyaway man standing in front of the car and started laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO8jb2pCI/AAAAAAAAALU/57bP6sTW4do/s1600-h/CIMG7322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO8jb2pCI/AAAAAAAAALU/57bP6sTW4do/s400/CIMG7322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167263687177053218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many architectural ( is that right?) wonders of Italy.. but I don't know what it signifies. :P I think it's like some town council, or court or something.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO7zb2pBI/AAAAAAAAALM/HJpck7sgNaI/s1600-h/CIMG7313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XO7zb2pBI/AAAAAAAAALM/HJpck7sgNaI/s400/CIMG7313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167263674292151314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is for Stefanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XHazb2o9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/2RBn_WuU0zw/s1600-h/CIMG7326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XHazb2o9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/2RBn_WuU0zw/s400/CIMG7326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167255410775073746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what would Italy be without some of that good 'ol Golden Arches?! HAHA we didn't eat there though.. like every burger costs 5euro.. That's like RM25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 Venice / Venezia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSuzb2pDI/AAAAAAAAALc/42cwronUAhM/s1600-h/CIMG7342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSuzb2pDI/AAAAAAAAALc/42cwronUAhM/s400/CIMG7342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167267849000363058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Le CanaleGrande! The Grand Canal. A dream come true for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSvzb2pEI/AAAAAAAAALk/pxo_NwKcJnI/s1600-h/CIMG7347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSvzb2pEI/AAAAAAAAALk/pxo_NwKcJnI/s400/CIMG7347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167267866180232258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main piazza, Piazza San Marco in Venice. Juju, do you know that this reminds me exactly of Super Mario Sunshine? It seriously looks like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSxDb2pFI/AAAAAAAAALs/1LU7pRNc8II/s1600-h/CIMG7361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSxDb2pFI/AAAAAAAAALs/1LU7pRNc8II/s400/CIMG7361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167267887655068754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids are rowing gondola's across the canal.. Background is the Piazza San Marco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSxzb2pGI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9ZhMP09guDs/s1600-h/CIMG7371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSxzb2pGI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9ZhMP09guDs/s400/CIMG7371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167267900539970658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main street =Via. Packed with people because it's the first day of the mask festival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSyDb2pHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/F6rbrLoalL4/s1600-h/CIMG7372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XSyDb2pHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/F6rbrLoalL4/s400/CIMG7372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167267904834937970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many many stalls selling masks.. Cheap ones go for about 10 euros. and expensive ones up to 35euro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWcDb2pII/AAAAAAAAAME/xPXtldCaR1s/s1600-h/CIMG7373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWcDb2pII/AAAAAAAAAME/xPXtldCaR1s/s400/CIMG7373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167271924924327042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sign on the main Via. I don't know what is says. It's in Italian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWcTb2pJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dMP1ZZzLypY/s1600-h/CIMG7374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWcTb2pJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dMP1ZZzLypY/s400/CIMG7374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167271929219294354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many canals that go through Venice. It's like a whole network of waterways behind people's houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWdDb2pKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SsQlb0b3-Ns/s1600-h/CIMG7378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWdDb2pKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SsQlb0b3-Ns/s400/CIMG7378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167271942104196258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gondola port.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWdTb2pLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bKoq9W3dUYk/s1600-h/CIMG7383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWdTb2pLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bKoq9W3dUYk/s400/CIMG7383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167271946399163570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the Gondola facing the Basilica San Marco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWeDb2pMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Po2jC2cpB2s/s1600-h/CIMG7387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XWeDb2pMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Po2jC2cpB2s/s400/CIMG7387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167271959284065474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME and my Gondola partner, Shareen G. In the background is gondola man, Andreo! he didn't sing, he wistled. He also suddenly rocked the boat making us scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XY4Db2pNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/34HrwLx3B8U/s1600-h/CIMG7388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XY4Db2pNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/34HrwLx3B8U/s400/CIMG7388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167274604983919826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some furnishings on the gondola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XY4zb2pOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HrolpZNSKeo/s1600-h/CIMG7396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XY4zb2pOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HrolpZNSKeo/s400/CIMG7396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167274617868821730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back part of people's houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XY5jb2pPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VtNJw1QBoDY/s1600-h/CIMG7398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XY5jb2pPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VtNJw1QBoDY/s400/CIMG7398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167274630753723634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rusty gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XY6Db2pQI/AAAAAAAAANE/MttgdV-py-Q/s1600-h/CIMG7384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XY6Db2pQI/AAAAAAAAANE/MttgdV-py-Q/s400/CIMG7384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167274639343658242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Architecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaSjb2pSI/AAAAAAAAANU/1I49L0uy4U8/s1600-h/CIMG7412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaSjb2pSI/AAAAAAAAANU/1I49L0uy4U8/s400/CIMG7412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167276159762081058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got our faces painted after that : this is me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaTTb2pTI/AAAAAAAAANc/UTeJEoY8NH8/s1600-h/CIMG7414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaTTb2pTI/AAAAAAAAANc/UTeJEoY8NH8/s400/CIMG7414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167276172646982962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shareen's face.. i like the colours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaTzb2pUI/AAAAAAAAANk/nLzjKrDS92E/s1600-h/CIMG7419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaTzb2pUI/AAAAAAAAANk/nLzjKrDS92E/s400/CIMG7419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167276181236917570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A whole lotta people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaUDb2pVI/AAAAAAAAANs/qOi9ubSsdlg/s1600-h/CIMG7422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaUDb2pVI/AAAAAAAAANs/qOi9ubSsdlg/s400/CIMG7422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167276185531884882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Piazza San Marco by night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day 3: Florence / Firenze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaUjb2pWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/W5nfHpbZqfA/s1600-h/CIMG7423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XaUjb2pWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/W5nfHpbZqfA/s400/CIMG7423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167276194121819490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7Xdhzb2pcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/WGxUhwdoYDE/s1600-h/CIMG7438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7Xdhzb2pcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/WGxUhwdoYDE/s400/CIMG7438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167279720289969602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David and Goliath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7Xdijb2pdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/GMT_YFoGOLQ/s1600-h/CIMG7439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7Xdijb2pdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/GMT_YFoGOLQ/s400/CIMG7439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167279733174871506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moses Recieves the Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XdjTb2peI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oWjK6bpeQ1k/s1600-h/CIMG7440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XdjTb2peI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oWjK6bpeQ1k/s400/CIMG7440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167279746059773410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Walls of Jericho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7Xdjjb2pfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/e8EvInEDvj8/s1600-h/CIMG7441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7Xdjjb2pfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/e8EvInEDvj8/s400/CIMG7441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167279750354740722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;King Solomon and Queen of Sheba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XdkDb2pgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7tlh0fayqns/s1600-h/CIMG7443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XdkDb2pgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7tlh0fayqns/s400/CIMG7443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167279758944675330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abraham sacrifices his son.&lt;br /&gt;bibilical stories.. on gold doors.. :)&lt;br /&gt;... will continue this post later! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-203335658080585627?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/203335658080585627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=203335658080585627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/203335658080585627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/203335658080585627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/02/italy-in-pictures.html' title='Italy in pictures.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7XHYjb2o6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/SDhkebwuxUY/s72-c/CIMG7274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-8834852100906147293</id><published>2008-02-09T02:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:02.315+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet!</title><content type='html'>Yay.. finally after waiting SO long for internet in my room, we have finally come full circle. No more will I need to go to other people's room to use internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Italy was amazing. I'll post up pictures when i've collected them all from other people. The thing was that I brought a 1GB card that wasn't enough, so I kinda asked many different people to take pictures of me with their camera. So now I need their pictures too! So when I get them all I'll definitely blog, post a whole lotta pictures to make up for all that time that I didn't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to you all!&lt;br /&gt;This was what I ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R6zpiANyxBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-3qAhnm4b70/s1600-h/06022008652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R6zpiANyxBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-3qAhnm4b70/s400/06022008652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164759643069793298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;homemade noodles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R6zphANyw_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ftZRJib2Tio/s1600-h/06022008651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R6zphANyw_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ftZRJib2Tio/s400/06022008651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164759625889924082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Homemade dumplings and soup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R6zphgNyxAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bRYFgumXsL4/s1600-h/06022008648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R6zphgNyxAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bRYFgumXsL4/s400/06022008648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164759634479858690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4 of us eating together..! Hsiao Tien, Ji Ho, Kok Boon and mua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Funnily, I ate that bowl of soup and dumpings and I was FULL. Like wanna explode. It's either my stomach shrunk or it was all that flour. It was almost 2kg of flour divided among the 4 of us. 500g/person. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-8834852100906147293?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8834852100906147293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=8834852100906147293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8834852100906147293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8834852100906147293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/02/internet.html' title='Internet!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R6zpiANyxBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-3qAhnm4b70/s72-c/06022008652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2474324429649783377</id><published>2008-01-14T13:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:02.728+03:00</updated><title type='text'>happy belated new year.</title><content type='html'>Happy new year to everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been studying for exams for some time now.. although i've gotten internet connection, I can't stay and talk much. Histology finals in 2 days time! and anat a week after that. Some crazy time right now, and after that i'll be going to Italy! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet connection is weird, I can't use mozilla to get into Hotmail OR blogger.. so i've decided to download Opera instead. That's why i'm here now. :) Apart from that everything's peachy. Must let you all know about our ChristmasBash Concert which came out in the &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Tuesday/Features/20071231150522/Article/indexF_html"&gt;NST&lt;/a&gt; though ( note the author of the article!) and also check out our &lt;a href="http://www.malaysianfellowship.blogspot.com/"&gt;Malaysian Fellowship&lt;/a&gt; blog!.. it's really cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4s_uYey30I/AAAAAAAAAJU/oX9GjhEOcRc/s1600-h/CIMG7204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4s_uYey30I/AAAAAAAAAJU/oX9GjhEOcRc/s400/CIMG7204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155284264533811010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayshi and Jac! ( wow she's so damn good at singing! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the new year, I went with my friends to Moscow State University, apparently there would be a laser show there. So we left at about 10pm, and Sukhdev armed with Devil horn hairband tried to flag down a cab. (and we wonder why the cabbie didn't wanna offer lower prices...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was kinda hungry cause I hadn't had dinner so I decided to buy an ice cream and thinking, " Hey it wouldn't melt in the -6 deg outside..". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited for the cab in the cold, and i think what kept me warm, was the ice cream.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cab reached Universitet and there was this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4tBBIey32I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Qp6NXJp521I/s1600-h/CIMG7234+(1408+x+1056).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4tBBIey32I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Qp6NXJp521I/s400/CIMG7234+(1408+x+1056).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155285686167986018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moscow State Uni with laser show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4tFMoey33I/AAAAAAAAAJs/k1WVUGupUmY/s1600-h/CIMG7226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4tFMoey33I/AAAAAAAAAJs/k1WVUGupUmY/s400/CIMG7226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155290281782992754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant Hummer Limo.. there were around 20 that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4tFsoey34I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/U7_yDcjSvGY/s1600-h/CIMG7229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4tFsoey34I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/U7_yDcjSvGY/s400/CIMG7229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155290831538806658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang Usop with Yem's uber cool video cam, in front of a big xmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also many ppl playing with fireworks.. there was someone shooting it into the tree, I was so afraid tht the whole tree would explode and we would get electrocuted.&lt;br /&gt;( the tree isn't really a tree, more like metal frame with lights hanging on it.. the lights change and can form words..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we had to walk back to the metro, because the cabbies cost too much. So we walked like an hr plus in the cold.. we left at 12.30am, reached back home at 3. LAME. freaking cold too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. will post again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And happy bday to Juju ( 1oth Jan) and Lynn (13 Jan)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-2474324429649783377?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2474324429649783377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=2474324429649783377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2474324429649783377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2474324429649783377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey.html' title='happy belated new year.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R4s_uYey30I/AAAAAAAAAJU/oX9GjhEOcRc/s72-c/CIMG7204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-6218960107974862152</id><published>2007-10-30T01:57:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T01:57:55.280+03:00</updated><title type='text'>To the one I love the most...</title><content type='html'>Find Me Here&lt;br /&gt;Speak To Me&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel you&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;br /&gt;That's leading me&lt;br /&gt;To the place where I find peace again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the strength, that keeps me walking.&lt;br /&gt;You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.&lt;br /&gt;You are the light to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;You are my purpose...you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You calm the storms, and you give me rest.&lt;br /&gt;You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.&lt;br /&gt;You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're all I want, You're all I need&lt;br /&gt;You're everything,everything&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want your all I need&lt;br /&gt;You're everything, everything.&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want you're all I need.&lt;br /&gt;You're everything, everything&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;background&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-6218960107974862152?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6218960107974862152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=6218960107974862152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6218960107974862152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6218960107974862152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-one-i-love-most.html' title='To the one I love the most...'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5075076073942713588</id><published>2007-10-29T23:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:29:44.310+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>Hey dongs i'm so sorry that i've not been around for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, erm.. it's going to snow tomorrow, in the middle of November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Means my shoes will be dirty again, but by the way I washed them already, currently they're pretty clean and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, right, just a shoutout to them STPMers.. GOOD LUCK, and I can feel your pain.  Now i'm reminiscing about the time before SPM when we were going psycho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good luck to Junny, Calvin and Doinky. I wish you all the best, and happy MUGGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a quick hello to Steffie who's all the way in Glasgow, well technically, she's closer to me now than if she were in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloading music now, and Alyssa's driving me crazy, she wants this one sonG! So funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5075076073942713588?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5075076073942713588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5075076073942713588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5075076073942713588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5075076073942713588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4858515743017827063</id><published>2007-09-22T14:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:03.433+03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZING GRACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The human brain (Encephalon)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTzP4NThQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ERaM4LpT-R4/s1600-h/human+brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTzP4NThQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ERaM4LpT-R4/s400/human+brain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112978931084133634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Statistics :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mass inside your skull weighing in about 1.5 kilograms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Consisting of white matter and gray matter, arranged in a series of complicated layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tissue composition : Neural and glial cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Consists of the telencephalon ( cerebrum), diencephalon (intermediate brain), mesensephalon, metencephalon and the medulla oblongata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTxYYNThNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Iu61ystzkNc/s1600-h/brain+labels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTxYYNThNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Iu61ystzkNc/s400/brain+labels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112976878089766098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Amazing brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many section of the brain, each with its own list of complicated functions, ranging from the way you can '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;see with the back of your head&lt;/span&gt;’ and the way you feel those &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lovey-dovey emotions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m studying about the brain right now, in anatomy, and I think, that this is the hardest organ to study. Why is it so hard? Because to me, it just seems like a big mass of tissue, and I am having trouble differenciating one part of it from another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m trying to think of a metaphor right now to explain.. maybe like looking into a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bowl of porridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and your teacher is saying “ the anterolateral part of the bowl contains the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;temporal lobe &lt;/span&gt;with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;speech center&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;YEAH. What the heck.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTvxoNThLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vXRJHpn7NOc/s1600-h/schematical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTvxoNThLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vXRJHpn7NOc/s400/schematical.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112975112858207410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brain has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no physical borders&lt;/span&gt; to show the separation of the cortical centers for speech, sight, smell, taste, movement, sensation etc. So how can you say that the part of porridge where you see the piece of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; chicken&lt;/span&gt; floating is the part which controls smell? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Why does the piece of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;salted egg&lt;/span&gt; help your eyes to see? After all it’s just salted egg, hard to differenciate from the rest of the rice bits in your porridge. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTvx4NThMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3X43KMGLxwM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTvx4NThMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3X43KMGLxwM/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112975117153174722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not to mention, each brain is anatomically different. Thanks &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Darwin&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for variation and natural selection.. NOT!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTvxoNThKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vg-AOo5Bk5s/s1600-h/images-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTvxoNThKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vg-AOo5Bk5s/s400/images-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112975112858207394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But after all of that, you realize how amazing the brain is. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The mass of porridge in your brain controls YOU&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Every single movement, emotion and process in your body&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s your iPod with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;never ending batteries&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;your sim card in your N95 with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;infinite memory size&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;your high end red Ferrari with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NASA space shuttle engines&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;your laptop with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;terabyte RAM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;1000 series NVIDIA graphic card&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Quadruple Core Processor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;100 GHz of speed&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;whatever invention you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After all, it was all conceived from the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mind of man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the porridge in your brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at Einstein's brain, does it differ from yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTzPoNThPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cdO0WLnd8lg/s1600-h/einstein%27s+brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTzPoNThPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cdO0WLnd8lg/s400/einstein%27s+brain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112978926789166322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So what are we doing with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*if you wanna know why we see with the back our heads, just ask)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-4858515743017827063?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4858515743017827063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=4858515743017827063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4858515743017827063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4858515743017827063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/09/amazing-grace.html' title='AMAZING GRACE'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RvTzP4NThQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ERaM4LpT-R4/s72-c/human+brain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-1261985828609640642</id><published>2007-08-31T17:02:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T17:12:38.305+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling Down again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Date.. 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; August.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey hey everyone! Back in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Moscow&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; again. Right now I’m just typing an offline message, later I’ll upload this. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway.. I arrived on a Friday evening, then paid for a taxi about .. RM400 to get me to the Deans office and then my hostel. The thing was that I didn’t manage to get on the 8.25am flight because the plane leaving KL was late an hour, which pretty much ruined my chances of getting back to the deans office before 5pm. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I reached the deans office at about 6 but duh, too late… so I went to Pushkin to stay. Luckily they let me stay there or else I wouldn’t have anywhere to stay for the next three days. Lucky me. But I didn’t have enough money after paying for the taxi, so I had to go change money at the money changer.. At that time I was quite tired already, and still had to go down the street to change money, so I was a little pissed off and found myself crying while walking down the street. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Got back, finally.. I think I got into my room about 8pm and then decided to go out again to get some water, and I also didn’t toiletries. So had to go and buy. Got fruits also. &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Good thing that Pushkin had a fridge so I kept my stuff in there cold. Speaking about temperature, the temp in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Moscow&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; that day was about 33 degrees, it was frigging hot I tell you!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next day, Saturday, there was this Korean girl that moved in. So at first I didn’t speak to her because my Russian, as you all know, it really bad. Later I found out that her name is Lee Cho Yong. She’s actually quite a nice girl.. 23 years old and she’s studying Russian in the institute. She will be working here in some company doing translation work. She even wrote her name for me in Korean and we were talking and all that jazz. Very cool.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fast forward Monday, I went to Deans office, and you know the procedures in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; are extremely slow, it’s crazy! You know I was waiting in the Deans office since the morning at about 11 and even 5 pm I didn’t manage to get my hostel done, so I had to stay in Pushkin for another night, so it cost me another 650roubles (RM100) apart from the fact that I had already paid about 1950roubles for 3 nights already&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So on Tuesday I had to go back again to the deans office. Luckily got everything settled, finally move into the new place! Unpacking and all that jazz..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then on Wednesday we had to go get the stuff that was stored in Pushkin. There’s actually a lot of stuff there, and there was a lot of pulling and heaving to get all the stuff out of the store, into the cab, out of the cab and then into my room. That was super tiring.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thursday, we went out to the library in the morning, and in the afternoon we went out with Pastor Kenneth Chin and his wife Sandra from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;! It’s quite cool that they came all the way to visit us. Being all touristy, we went around MOCKBA, seeing the sights. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;TODAY IS A FRIDAY.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got my internet today! And I went to Ashan to buy some stuff for my new room.. I think it’s quite cool lorr.. Still a leetle bit messy but I think it should be okay.. Got some cool stuff from Ikea too, like this metal bar which holds magnets for notes and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;By the way right, HAPPY MERDEKA MALAYSIA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-1261985828609640642?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1261985828609640642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=1261985828609640642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1261985828609640642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1261985828609640642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/08/settling-down-again.html' title='Settling Down again.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-3712834710497002563</id><published>2007-08-23T07:10:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:05.015+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The last bits ...</title><content type='html'>Another challenge today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to Moscow before Friday, 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I can make it? In order for that to happen, I need to get on the 8.25am flight out of Frankfurt, in order for me to reach Moscow at 1.25pm. But if it's full I will not be able to get on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see if that happens aye? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of this holiday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The last bits&lt;/span&gt; of it were fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just like the other parts of life: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The last bits&lt;/span&gt; are always the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0D8wz7snI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mPLkEWXpRJA/s1600-h/LE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0D8wz7snI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mPLkEWXpRJA/s400/LE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101738295310398066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The last bits&lt;/span&gt; of secondary school : LEO SMKDJ 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0Mlwz7soI/AAAAAAAAAH8/PKgrolb8UAw/s1600-h/nostalgia+drama.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0Mlwz7soI/AAAAAAAAAH8/PKgrolb8UAw/s400/nostalgia+drama.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101747795778056834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The last bits&lt;/span&gt; of my practically non-existent acting career. I love you both AH LIAN and MARIAM  (that's you CJ and Naz- what was my character's name? Is it Swee Lin?) Thank you Josh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0OSAz7spI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Y8OIqmgmkRc/s1600-h/KEY70006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0OSAz7spI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Y8OIqmgmkRc/s400/KEY70006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101749655498896018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The last bits&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of form 5 spent with CJ and the best water rocket in school that flew way way above the 3 stories of the school block and in front of the Headmistress!&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;the last bit&lt;/span&gt; of school where I was drenched head to toe, in front of the Headmistress. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The last bits&lt;/span&gt; of the afternoon spent throwing parachutes down from 3rd floor with teachers looking on weirdly. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0PXAz7sqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qnl2A4CPlL0/s1600-h/graduation+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0PXAz7sqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qnl2A4CPlL0/s400/graduation+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101750840909869730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The last bits&lt;/span&gt; of ... sudoku crazed monkeys (L-R Mayshi, CJ and Junny) fooling around in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0QIAz7srI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BzzezQBHLT0/s1600-h/120_2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0QIAz7srI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BzzezQBHLT0/s400/120_2062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101751682723459762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The last bits&lt;/span&gt; of ..us, all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheers to us. May we live our dreams.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-3712834710497002563?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3712834710497002563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=3712834710497002563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3712834710497002563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3712834710497002563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/08/gone-with-wind.html' title='The last bits ...'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rs0D8wz7snI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mPLkEWXpRJA/s72-c/LE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2155582327250132025</id><published>2007-08-19T18:44:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T19:41:23.601+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Busybody!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The task of the "tagged" is to write a pseudo-poem using a similar format as above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only the first line of each stanza is standardized (e.g. "when i was five"). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Each stanza has syllables equal to the "diagram" below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4-5-6-7-8-9-4-3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(4-5-6-7-8-9-4-3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(5-6-7-8-9-10-5-4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(5-6-7-8-9-10-5-4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it goes up slowly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then drops down suddenly in the last two lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Got it from Sha-Lene's blog. Since i've not written poetry in a long time... i thought I'd give it a try too! ( like her, not tagged but too free perhaps?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;h4 class="itemTitle"&gt;four stages of life ( by mayshi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i. Holiday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At five I was&lt;br /&gt;taken away to&lt;br /&gt;Lumut where dad worked a&lt;br /&gt;year no school with typewriters&lt;br /&gt;coloured paper men and freeing&lt;br /&gt;birds stuck  in badminton nets my old&lt;br /&gt;memories like&lt;br /&gt;browned paper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i. Willow tree, maggi mee and pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At ten i was&lt;br /&gt;Standard Five without&lt;br /&gt;my old friends still had fun&lt;br /&gt;songs of a boy named Wilson&lt;br /&gt;sitting under a willow tree&lt;br /&gt;composed with Siti who hated him&lt;br /&gt;friends like Lynn will&lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iii. Tale of Two Musicals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At fifteen i was&lt;br /&gt;in 4 Angsana where&lt;br /&gt;'Merdeka The Musical'&lt;br /&gt;next year dancing on stage acting &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;as mother-in-law the best actress&lt;br /&gt;never thought she could &lt;span&gt;conquer stage fright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;my proudest moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ever in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iv. LEGAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At eighteen i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;living in Moscow how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;unexpected need to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so young to chase a life long dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so big spanning my whole life work hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to be a better person a doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;though tough I will try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to change the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/12931579-2155582327250132025?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2155582327250132025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=2155582327250132025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2155582327250132025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2155582327250132025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/08/busybody.html' title='Busybody!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-6268050020823464719</id><published>2007-08-18T13:45:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:06.854+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>KL Adventure</title><content type='html'>So ANOTHER outing with Josh, CH, Xiang and Nicky. Met CH and Josh at the KJ Lrt at about 9.30am.. and those ppl were carrying badminton rackets, I was wondering why. They were going to play somewhere in Subang at about 3, where apparently, Taylors rents the badminton court for their students. Took LRT to Sentral, and there was mr Xiang reading his daily news ( I must add on how deeply patriotic he is. :) ) And he handed us KTM tickets. YAY first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbGNQz7saI/AAAAAAAAAGM/qMQq2rg024U/s1600-h/16082007120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbGNQz7saI/AAAAAAAAAGM/qMQq2rg024U/s320/16082007120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099981559197053346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the KTM station. In Russia it should say " Beware of Gypsies."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbGNwz7sbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zPlmpi73TZo/s1600-h/16082007121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbGNwz7sbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zPlmpi73TZo/s320/16082007121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099981567786987954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbGOQz7scI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sVoKVa_9bvk/s1600-h/16082007122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbGOQz7scI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sVoKVa_9bvk/s320/16082007122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099981576376922562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Way better than Moscow Metro doors. At least they keep open longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Xiang was our designated TOURGUIDE OF THE DAY. It seemed as if he knew KL like the back of his hand. Took two stops to exit at the station called 'Bank Negara' (duh) and when we got out of the station.. we saw this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbjJAz7sdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LvULDdiqQ9k/s1600-h/16082007123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbjJAz7sdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LvULDdiqQ9k/s320/16082007123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100013372019814866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bukit Aman Police Station!&lt;/span&gt; And all this time I thought it was on a bukit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Walked into the back entrance of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bank Negara Complex&lt;/span&gt;, when Xiang said " If anyone asks where you're going, just say HR ( Human Resources)." So I said " What if they asked who we are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we made our way to the main building and then we entered. With many glaring eyes, we noticed we were a little inaptly dressed. ( CH donning three-quarter cargo pants, holding badminton racket) The guard was staring at us, and he told me, Josh and CH to wait outside while Xiang went upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbjJgz7seI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g5fG5mJL1oo/s1600-h/16082007124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbjJgz7seI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g5fG5mJL1oo/s320/16082007124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100013380609749474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bank Negara! Ready for the nation's 50th Bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When Xiang came back down, he met us as the cafeteria where me and Josh were eating roti canai, and still attracting may stares. Then left for Berjaya Times Square where we were supposed to meet Nicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbjKAz7sfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qJTevy_zULs/s1600-h/16082007125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbjKAz7sfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qJTevy_zULs/s320/16082007125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100013389199684082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just outside Bank Negara, big polluted river!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the Rapid KL train! (First time also) and exited at Hang Tuah station to walk about 10 minutes to Times Square. On our way, we walked pass Pudu Jail, where I saw this rather interesting painting on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rsbp8Qz7sgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WtzRAaNSlN8/s1600-h/16082007128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rsbp8Qz7sgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WtzRAaNSlN8/s320/16082007128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100020849557877250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Left : Death! That's the mandatory sentence to any Dadah drug trafficker in Malaysia. So be forewarned.&lt;br /&gt;Right: Kamu akan mati di tali gantung. Satu kecelakaan bagi keluarga kamu kerana itulah sahaja hukuman bagi sesiapa yang mengedar dadah di Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;( You will die by hanging. A tragedy for your family because that's the only punishment for those who deal drugs in Malaysia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rsbp9Qz7shI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DJp54uMhTbQ/s1600-h/16082007130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rsbp9Qz7shI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DJp54uMhTbQ/s320/16082007130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100020866737746450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malaysia Brand Jail ( Penjara cap Malaysia), Since 1895.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we J-walked across the road, and finally made it into Times Square all sweaty and icky. After some loitering, decided to go watch IMAX movie. Bought the tickets for the 45 minute show and Xiang insisted that we go eat lunch. It was only 11am! Anyway, we went to McDs, we came here last time when there was a scrabble competition. :) Good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IMAX movie It was titled 'Sharks'. More like a documentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbsJAz7sjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2RAzH7Dkyik/s1600-h/16082007132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbsJAz7sjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2RAzH7Dkyik/s320/16082007132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100023267624464946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Josh and Xiang wearing 3d glasses in the cinema. Notice something different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rsbp-Qz7siI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UM64NiQRYDM/s1600-h/16082007131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/Rsbp-Qz7siI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UM64NiQRYDM/s320/16082007131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100020883917615650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were there quite early so the rides werent operational yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbsJwz7skI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zpW2Y_Okvfg/s1600-h/16082007134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbsJwz7skI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zpW2Y_Okvfg/s320/16082007134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100023280509366850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The little boys look so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After IMAX, we went to meet Nicky, with, what we thought was 2 ppl, turn up with about about 5 ppl ( including Wei Hehn)!  Then we decided to go to Low Yat. One of the guys wanted to return the fan cooler for his laptop.  After hanging around in Low Yat, and standing in the middle of the mall obstructing traffic, decided to go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sungei Wang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Josh and CH had to leave to go for badminton. That was around 2. After walking around in Sungei Wang, and then walking somemore in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lot 10&lt;/span&gt;, finally went to eat something, the guys were hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when we were about to leave the place, we took a monorail back, but realised that Nick was not with us! We thought that he was gonna panic, or cry, because he had no money on him, neither did he have phone credit. Apparently, his TouchNGo card didn't work, so he got left behind, and we went ahead of him without knowing that he was behind. We waited for him at the Sentral Monorail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbsKAz7slI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GApMh1o7Ugo/s1600-h/16082007136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbsKAz7slI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GApMh1o7Ugo/s320/16082007136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100023284804334162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nicky's relieved face after arriving at Sentral and seeing us there waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we took LRT back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH and finally the last picture of the day, while my daddy was driving me and Juju home, I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbsKwz7smI/AAAAAAAAAHs/J0AKdxL2DTc/s1600-h/16082007137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbsKwz7smI/AAAAAAAAAHs/J0AKdxL2DTc/s320/16082007137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100023297689236066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice big moist chocolate cake from the ass of a buffalo. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-6268050020823464719?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6268050020823464719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=6268050020823464719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6268050020823464719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6268050020823464719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/08/kl-adventure.html' title='KL Adventure'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsbGNQz7saI/AAAAAAAAAGM/qMQq2rg024U/s72-c/16082007120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-1743518072104997255</id><published>2007-08-11T20:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:07.647+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>OU-ting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So thanks to Mr lXl, we managed to have an outing with the brainiacs of my class and majority of my Angsana ducks ( I miss ya'll alots.). Yes, secondary school was the best years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, while driving to OU, I &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crashed my momma's car into a railing while entering the carpark&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OOPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Met We Rin, CH, Winson, XL at MPH, and ended up talking and making alot of noise. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OOPS!&lt;/span&gt; Was waiting for Josh but then he was a lil late so we decided to find a place to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to McD's but it was full, so went next door to KFC. Was waiting for more ppl to come ( though I didn't know who) and Kwan showed up ( I called her).. And after that, like the whole entourage came, consisting of Chee Hau, Derek, Adrian, Sara and Syafiq. Then Johan. Wuhoo.. So too many ppl now, we decided to head to Kenny Rogers. Took a seat outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsXOswz7sVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RsrjxMsQTgU/s1600-h/11082007108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsXOswz7sVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RsrjxMsQTgU/s320/11082007108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099709421479244114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(L-R) We Rin, Winson, CH, Sara, Syafiq, Chee, Adrian, Derek and Johan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsXOtAz7sWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/VYXMzCAfLvw/s1600-h/11082007109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsXOtAz7sWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/VYXMzCAfLvw/s320/11082007109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099709425774211426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Kwan at the other end of the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometime later, Nicky came.. still skinny at usual. He came after IELTS so he was a little tardy, it's okay, the fellow got into Cambridge!! Chem Engineering. Wicked innit? My life dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT about 4, Joshua came, he was tardy too but with a good reason, he &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;also hit a Kancil, had to go to the workshop. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nice catching up with all of you. (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-1743518072104997255?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1743518072104997255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=1743518072104997255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1743518072104997255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1743518072104997255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/08/outing.html' title='OU-ting'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsXOswz7sVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RsrjxMsQTgU/s72-c/11082007108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-3689940707711092919</id><published>2007-08-08T11:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:08.205+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunway Lagoon'/><title type='text'>Big kids in small pool = wavepool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsK1q3xy7vI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h3rN5pXN7W0/s1600-h/08082007101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME, went to sunway lagoon with THEM todayy. Them being:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsK1q3xy7vI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h3rN5pXN7W0/s1600-h/08082007101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsK1q3xy7vI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h3rN5pXN7W0/s200/08082007101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098837476268764914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sylas and Wawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsK1rXxy7wI/AAAAAAAAAFU/uJn7OLfGvZ0/s1600-h/08082007102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsK1rXxy7wI/AAAAAAAAAFU/uJn7OLfGvZ0/s200/08082007102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098837484858699522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dharma, Liyana and Suba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsK1rnxy7xI/AAAAAAAAAFc/u8353EU2qAU/s1600-h/08082007107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsK1rnxy7xI/AAAAAAAAAFc/u8353EU2qAU/s200/08082007107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098837489153666834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsKwsHxy7tI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CMGWrJnn7Fk/s1600-h/08082007106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsKwsHxy7tI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CMGWrJnn7Fk/s200/08082007106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098832000185462482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Group picture - Sylas, Wawa, Suba, Kaema, Liyana, Arvind and me.. And Dharma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was alright, except I thought it was abit of a couple fest since 4 ppl (= 2 couples) in the group were togethergeder. ( I think it's obvious who..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interesting happenings though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Around the river/moat going around the wavepool, there was this little arabic boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy (imo Psychokid) wanted Arvind's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BEACHBALL&lt;/span&gt;, which Arvind brought along and painstakingly blew till he was all puffed out. :P Psychokid was chasing us all around the frigging moat, he was pushing us, biting Kaema even..SCARY. We ran away from him , out of the moat into all the other pools, finally into the wavepool, when we thought we had lost him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who turned up there 15 mins later. We gave him those big ring floats. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He left&lt;/span&gt;. (finally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Dharma has got some serious connections in Sunway Lagoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we can't blame him for being about an hour and a half LATE, but he managed to get cheaper tickets and free ring and number 8 floats, which you gotta rent. Which is why it was free, we could give it to the psychokid. Also it seemed like he knew almost every operator either at store or giftstore. We asked him " Is that your friend ah?!''. He replied "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I got friends but I don't know EVERYONE here." &lt;/span&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3. I didn't get sun tanned!! (wicked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually do get sunburned... Thank goodness for good weather. Not too hot, not too cold. God is GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Them Arabians (middle Easterners) love Sunway Pyramid/Lagoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you think they would've gotten enuff of that Egyptian, sandy, deserty hot kind of atmosphere back where they came from, but NO!!!, they want more. So they come in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thousands&lt;/span&gt; ( not an exaggeration) to The PYRAMID's(of Egypt)/LAGOON(Oasis of the Sahara) lol.. I think it's just fascinating. My bro said if you showed your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at them it's like rude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanna try? Call me, I'll meet you at Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5. If you are a man and wanna go shirtless, shave your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-3689940707711092919?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3689940707711092919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=3689940707711092919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3689940707711092919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/3689940707711092919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-kids-in-small-pool-wavepool_08.html' title='Big kids in small pool = wavepool!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RsK1q3xy7vI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h3rN5pXN7W0/s72-c/08082007101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-8181031098474562973</id><published>2007-08-01T12:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T13:19:49.546+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang trip 24-26th July</title><content type='html'>Was thinking whether to go anot.. But after Andrew kept on saying "This isn't Russia, there're many ways to get around.. " which is true, so I decided to be adventurous for once in my life... So the question was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train vs bus. Well I chose train actually. I mean, I'm sorry to say that I'm a Malaysian who as never taken the KTM before. OOPS! So I was pretty psyched to take a train to Penang, and it only costs like RM17 yeah, which compared to a train ride in Russia I presume is a gazillion times more expensive, RM 17 is like wet wet water. ( if ya know what I mean.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the KTM website and found the train that I would take, on a Monday night at about 9.00 pm and I will arrive at Butterworth at 5.50 am Tuesday. Andrew was saying, why take the train, we take the train all the time in russia, but I've not taken KTM before so I stuck with it. But then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charlie&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bossley&lt;/span&gt; knows what I'm talking about) called and said that we should take the bus instead because it's a shorter ride. And I was thinking (diva-ish) "WEll duh like I didn't know that. But I wanna take the train".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHaha. okay Long story short. Charlie won. We took the bus. Hey I'm surprised, Malaysia's busses have like business-class seats okay, no joke! Like only 3 seats in a row window-1seat-aisle-2seats-window. The only thing that was missing were flight attendants. :P Anyhoo, left at 8.30am malaysian time ( That means 9.00am normal time) and we arrived at about 1.30pm. Picked up by Kathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question though.. about the name Kathy. They pronounce her name 'Katie', shouldn't it be 'cat-thee'. Anyway, we went for lunch at the Sister's Char Koay Teow. I tell you, you have not eaten it until you go to Penang okie. I think it's more of the freshness of the ingredients used.. Just goes to show that quality matters, not quantity. And they also added what I thought was salted fish, but it's actually crab meat. Creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla, finally got to the Eden Fairway apartments. The apartment rented by us for 2 days cost about RM400, and about 10 ppl inhabited it, so yeah, RM40 per head for 2 days. Cheap. They had washing machines, TV, dvd player, aircond in every room and also a refrigerator! Good deal Kathy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dinner was steamboat. Very yummy. Thumbs up to Kathy's grandmother. Kum sia. We had devotion and worship that time.. until quite late, I think about 1. Then we ate roti canai bought by Geng Yan and Andrew.. Slept at 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got up the next day, at about 9 ( surprised that I could even get up, but I think it'd be embarassing if you woke up the last yeah? Dalvin did.) Dalvin was still snuggled under the blankets that we wanted to put toothpaste on his luscious eyebrows, but ALAS, he woke. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning devotion. AIDS and Russia. Synonyms. Poor thing. Makes me kinda afraid to treat patients there. Anyway, FFW, after that went to Gurney Plaza. That place is like the size of OU old wing, but with more floors. After lunch I went a-shopping. I realized that shopping alone is way fun (to me) and while walking, I actually stumbled about some Russians! IN PENANG, MALAYSIA!  I was half happy, half wanting to mistreat them. :P Had some coffee-bean there. CB cheaper than Starbucks. So boycotting starbucks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAde it back to the apartment. ( thanks Geng Yan for driving us around... I know for me it's hard to drive around, I suck! ) Preparation for BBQ @beach! Yup.. we found a nice spot. At first it was a tad too close to the sewage water (eww) so we moved away from it. Guys wanted to start a fire. Boys and fire. :) haha.. I bet they had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee Kee started the fire for the bbq.. The first 2 batches of chicken wings and sausages were like very burnt so we ate it ourselves. After when the bbq fire settled down we managed to cook some superb chicken wings!! We learn. Hey, the food was good ( props to Alyssa's momma for the good marinating! ) that the doggies came. Francis had to shoo the pooches away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally, after most of the cooking was done, it was already dark. And so we started singing praise, and the guitar was attached to the mini amp running on batteries (YES! I didn't know there was such a thing, so i'm flabbergasted) and I think maybe we bugged the hostel guests by the side of the beach. AFter that we sat down on the sand and started telling stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we were finished, it was already about 11pm so we made a beeline back. After that night's devotion we watched Evan Almighty but I was already too tired so I went to sleep. The thing is that the DVD was mine so I could watch it any time I wanted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, worship and devotion. Might I also thank God again for the good weather the night before, because it looked like it was going to pour but nope, it didn't! Anyway, after having KFC for lunch ( Dalvin says Kuantan Fried Chicken) we parted and took a bus back. :) Then took LRT with Francis .. I didn't know how to do that, but yeah, now I do! Thanks Francis. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-8181031098474562973?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8181031098474562973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=8181031098474562973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8181031098474562973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/8181031098474562973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/08/penang-trip-24-26th-july.html' title='Penang trip 24-26th July'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4258396374147452135</id><published>2007-07-30T17:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:23:15.698+04:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;5 THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG&lt;br /&gt;(mayshi: what only 5?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Nokia N73 handphone&lt;br /&gt;2)wallet&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3)Pink leathered Swatch digital watch&lt;br /&gt;4)plaster &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;5) iPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 THINGS FOUND INSIDE UR PURSE/WALLET&lt;br /&gt;1) Money : RM236.16&lt;br /&gt;2) Ticket stubs: My Chemical Romance concert ticket, Konsortium bus ticket from Penang to KL&lt;br /&gt;3) Bracelet from my dad&lt;br /&gt;4) Russian Metro map&lt;br /&gt;5) ID cards, ATM cards, Insurance cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 FAVOURITE THINGS IN MY ROOM&lt;br /&gt;( In Russia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Wall of photographs, cards and notes&lt;br /&gt;2) Candle holders that Shareen and gang, and Mynn Dee and Nisha bought for my birthday&lt;br /&gt;3) My Bed&lt;br /&gt;4) Crystal butterfly&lt;br /&gt;5) The heater. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 THINGS UR CURRENTLY INTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Watching movies I bought from Penang&lt;br /&gt;2) driving&lt;br /&gt;3) Just wore a pair of contact lenses yesterday!!&lt;br /&gt;4) Shopping till i'm dropping&lt;br /&gt;5) Downloading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 PEOPLE YOU WILL TAG&lt;br /&gt;1) You read it , you do it&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-4258396374147452135?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4258396374147452135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=4258396374147452135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4258396374147452135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4258396374147452135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/07/tagged.html' title='tagged.'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5179866344472262839</id><published>2007-07-21T05:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:08.749+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter is in my house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: left;" class="text"&gt;       &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/nation" class="breadcrumb"&gt;Nation&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;!-- end Breadcrumb--&gt; &lt;span class="text"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="story_date"&gt;Saturday July 21, 2007&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="story_header"&gt;Harry Potter and the ugly price war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="story_byline"&gt;By M. KRISHNAMOORTHY  and MANJIT KAUR ( THE STAR NEWSPAPER)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; KUALA LUMPUR: As avid fans of Harry Potter await the highly-anticipated finale scheduled to be released for sale at 7.01am today, a price war has brought about an unexpected twist – four major bookstore chains have decided to not sell the book. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; MPH, Popular, Times and Harris bookstores have decided to withdraw the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows novel from their shelves in protest against Tesco and Carrefour's move in selling the novel at a much cheaper price of RM69.90. The retail price of the book is RM109.90. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;   However, those who had pre-ordered their books will be able to collect them from today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;   According to a source, the hypermarkets have limited copies, and they would “most probably” be sold out by noon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Representatives of the four bookstores yesterday issued a statement to not sell the book in protest against the “indiscriminate price discount.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; MPH chief operating officer Patricia Chen said the decision was also to show the solidarity of the bookstore chains in maintaining their integrity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; “This means the book will no longer be available at these stores nationwide from tomorrow following the worldwide release and all events related to Harry Potter (from today) will be cancelled,” she said at a press conference yesterday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Asked if their decision was to pressure the book's distributor, Penguin Books, to remove the books from the hypermarkets, she said: “It's not fair to allow hypermarkets to sell such a popular book when they are not in the book business. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; “We will not short-change our customers. We will honour the sale to our customers who have pre-booked. The book can be collected from our shops from tomorrow onwards.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; On whether they had contacted Penguin, Chen said Penguin had responded by saying that it was not aware of the hypermarkets' pricing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Carrefour Malaysia corporate communications and public relations manager Yuswanis Yusof said it wanted to provide the best for its customers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Besides selling groceries and other essential products, the hypermarket wanted to provide a chance for customers to buy the book at a lower price, she said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;   She added: “It all depends on how one markets and promotes one's products.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Tesco Malaysia division manager Janice Chan said it wanted to make sure its customers could read the book at a cheaper price. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; “We are popular for selling products at a lower price and books are no exception. The other retailers have their own marketing strategies by providing freebies and other promotions ... this is our way of pleasing our customers,'' she added. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Penguin Singapore and Malaysia managing director Eddy Teo said the hypermarkets would incur losses by selling the novel at a cheaper price, pointing out that their purchase price was actually higher. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; He said there would be no replenishment on top of the opening order due to unavailability of stocks and the British publisher of the novel, Bloomsbury, had no plans for reprints now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;   Teo expressed confidence that readers would still choose to buy their book from the retailers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;   “Avid fans are looking for a magical atmosphere rather than just cheap price,” he said in Singapore yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I've gotten my copy so i'&lt;/span&gt;m happy. Didn't wanna pre-order from the bookstore myself because I would've had to pay like RM109.90 for it... ridiculous for a book yes?! Anyway.. my mom heard on Hitz.fm that the Potter book will be sold at Carrefour and the newspaper said Tesco for RM69.90. And I was like sceptical at first, I mean, why were they so cheap, where they defective? Or do they only have like 10 books or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;So okay, I didn't wanna go, I thought I bet that i'll need to line up really early for it. Well, anyway, my mom was bugging me to go and buy it. So okay, I went and did anyway. :) AHaha.. and when i got there at about 6.50, there was already a line yes, but not as long as I thought. Say about 100 metres line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RqFpEXxy7oI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jsLVBdNIhsQ/s1600-h/21072007072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RqFpEXxy7oI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jsLVBdNIhsQ/s200/21072007072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089464577728638594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Line at 6.50 am, the queue in front of me runs into the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RqFpE3xy7pI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GAmwjCctQo4/s1600-h/21072007073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RqFpE3xy7pI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GAmwjCctQo4/s200/21072007073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089464586318573202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At about 7.10 am.. the queue behind me extends till the junction and even goes to the left of the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RqFpGHxy7sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CP-KUK3pk-0/s1600-h/21072007077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RqFpGHxy7sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CP-KUK3pk-0/s200/21072007077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089464607793409730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After 1 long hour.. finally my book is with me!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, good thing that I went afterall, or I wouldn't have had a copy of the book.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;!-- Breadcrumb--&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/12931579-5179866344472262839?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5179866344472262839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5179866344472262839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5179866344472262839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5179866344472262839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-is-in-my-house.html' title='Harry Potter is in my house!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RqFpEXxy7oI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jsLVBdNIhsQ/s72-c/21072007072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4518446235978724944</id><published>2007-06-27T11:12:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:21:09.975+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But before I got here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIhdN7DfOI/AAAAAAAAADU/bsz_lRo7dCs/s1600-h/CIMG0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIhdN7DfOI/AAAAAAAAADU/bsz_lRo7dCs/s200/CIMG0733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080660115464617186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was the MCR Concert. Down here, Sarah and I. I'm in my 'Vodka, Connecting People' shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIkuN7DfRI/AAAAAAAAADs/zkjeMgVZBIo/s1600-h/KIF_6543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIkuN7DfRI/AAAAAAAAADs/zkjeMgVZBIo/s200/KIF_6543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080663706057276690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My lil bro told me that they don't perform well live, Chris said the same thing too... But I was like ' yeah okay, but it's still MCR right? ' .. Well all you MCR fans there, they were &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;AMAZING, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;SUPERDUPER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ROCKING OUT &lt;/span&gt;CONCERT! Yeah.. if you actually look properly then you can see the sweat beads and the white coloured make-up on their lead singer, Mr Gerrard something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIhdt7DfPI/AAAAAAAAADc/3lOrJ7GjUR4/s1600-h/CIMG0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIhdt7DfPI/AAAAAAAAADc/3lOrJ7GjUR4/s200/CIMG0695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080660124054551794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smashing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIr8N7DfVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Xs-691YWz_s/s1600-h/CIMG6632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIr8N7DfVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Xs-691YWz_s/s200/CIMG6632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080671643156839762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Amsterdam.. a ride on the Sneltrain ( it's actually rather fast), a double deckered train which takes 15 minutes to get to from the airport Schipol to the town of Leiden.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIr797DfUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-D_z5owRpI0/s1600-h/CIMG6635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIr797DfUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-D_z5owRpI0/s200/CIMG6635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080671638861872450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church of Leiden from the top of a citadel in the middle of the cute town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIr7d7DfTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PvDzTyLT5Xw/s1600-h/CIMG6634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIr7d7DfTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PvDzTyLT5Xw/s200/CIMG6634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080671630271937842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the many many channels in the little town of leiden.. and you can see the cute channel houses too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIr697DfSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BJU8G2wBO6M/s1600-h/CIMG6691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIr697DfSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BJU8G2wBO6M/s200/CIMG6691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080671621682003234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the plane, sleeping. look at the windows? they're so white covered with snow!!!&lt;br /&gt;(NOT!) it's actually a model plane in the MAS training center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i'm back. Yay. Everyone is back now. calling all my russian friends if you ever stumble upon my blog please contact me by sending me an email to mayshi_gurl@hotmail.com. Love to meet up with you people.&lt;br /&gt;So rock on everyone.. Like Chris and Kishan at the MCR concert. Look at Chris man.. so gay. CHRIS IS GAYY!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIkt97DfQI/AAAAAAAAADk/lPpWIb1VMAo/s1600-h/KIF_6542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIkt97DfQI/AAAAAAAAADk/lPpWIb1VMAo/s200/KIF_6542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080663701762309378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Signing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-4518446235978724944?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4518446235978724944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=4518446235978724944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4518446235978724944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4518446235978724944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/06/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/RoIhdN7DfOI/AAAAAAAAADU/bsz_lRo7dCs/s72-c/CIMG0733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-7465722227109223456</id><published>2007-06-17T18:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:01:02.300+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, again</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;I will be back from now until the 23rd of August. Yup yup. Right for now, I really do not know what to do now. Perhaps I will find a temporary job or something, maybe earn some money or something. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. that's all for now.. I'm actually lazy to type anymore. But I recently went for a My Chemical Romance concert in Moscow and it was AMAZING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. in the words of My Chemical Romance.. " so long and goodnight.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-7465722227109223456?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7465722227109223456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=7465722227109223456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7465722227109223456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7465722227109223456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m back, again'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-2432585300181682925</id><published>2007-05-25T18:19:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:29:00.362+04:00</updated><title type='text'>An uncopiable conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;wat u doing online??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;checking email&lt;br /&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;wat u write in your blog ar??&lt;br /&gt;never got blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;write whatever nonsense u want la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;stuff u dowan to tell ppl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;no, stuff i wanna tell ppl&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't want ppl to know&lt;br /&gt;then i wouldn't post it on a blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;who knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;ahah okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;gimme sample ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;meaningg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;paste her lar&lt;br /&gt;abit&lt;br /&gt;interesting stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;ahaha..okay, today in the metro i just had this idea&lt;br /&gt;how to stop people from photostating whole books (copyright laws)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;hehee&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;imagine that the photostat machine works by light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;owh&lt;br /&gt;got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;so if you make the words absorb the light&lt;br /&gt;and then emmit a light with similar wavelength back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;or deflect it&lt;br /&gt;aahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;then it'll not be able to recognise any words&lt;br /&gt;thus it not being able to photostat&lt;br /&gt;so now ppl just need to make the ink special&lt;br /&gt;or better yet, just print books in yellow ink. the photostat machine can't see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;hhaha.. but that's bad for people like me who are too cheap to buy ori books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;or too poor like me&lt;br /&gt;or not bothered&lt;br /&gt;hehee&lt;br /&gt;or just dl it ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;lol if ure not bothered by books then it doesnt make a diff if the book can be photostated anot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;tats y lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;haha yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris says:&lt;br /&gt;tats y u thought the idea of not letting ppl photostat books&lt;br /&gt;for me like..so wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;måұ§hϊ killer next week says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So THAT was what I wanted to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-2432585300181682925?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2432585300181682925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=2432585300181682925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2432585300181682925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/2432585300181682925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/05/chris-says-k-wat-u-doing-online-mh.html' title='An uncopiable conversation'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-7595802990301075144</id><published>2007-05-18T21:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T21:44:13.701+04:00</updated><title type='text'>29 days to go home!</title><content type='html'>It’s the end of the week!&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why the named the restaurant TGIF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crazy week it has been for me. Not to mention the many many exams ( namely Chemistry, Physics, Latin and Anatomy).. I did well for them, so I don’t need to sit for LATIN AND PHYSICS FINALS! And automatically get a 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of sitting for Physics finals, I just need to prepare a large scrapbook about what we’ve learnt over the few months, just choose one topic and then write about 30 pages of it. :) Should be no problem, we’ve learnt how to write a lot of crap here anyway, the textbooks are full of word that have no relevant meaning to what the topic’s all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m on my way to get that red diploma and I’m just hoping that my luck will stay that way for the next 6 years. First class honours in medical school.&lt;br /&gt;WOW. I SO want that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out of the many subjects that I will learn for the next 6 years, I can only afford 7 4’s. Everything else MUST be a 5. So I’m 3 5’s closer to that Red Diploma. Red Diploma. First Class Honours. Job offers from universities and companies. That’s the plan.  Musn’t get my hopes up though. It’s a long road from here. I’ll get back to this topic in 4 years time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An observation: The more I study the more I get fat. So the fatter I am only means I’m studying more, and hence I hope to get better results. HA. Anyway, it had better be that way, I don’t want to get fat in vain, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiny mountain to climb next week, opposed to the large hill last week, I will be having 1 chemistry test, 1 chemistry control, 1 bio control and 1 histology control.&lt;br /&gt;I think I can, I think I can. The little Mayshi that could do it with the help of a BIG BIG BIG God. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, and to all My Chemical Romance fans, and those who don’t have TICKETS TO THEIR BLACK PARADE CONCERT IN MOSCOW, you can go sob, because I HAVE IT! Wicked right?!! I just hope that Fall Out Boy will come here one day, I will play for the most expensive tickets. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-7595802990301075144?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7595802990301075144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=7595802990301075144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7595802990301075144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/7595802990301075144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/05/29-days-to-go-home.html' title='29 days to go home!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-5522636153759920518</id><published>2007-05-12T15:26:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T21:25:26.793+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I’m 18 now. :) Now to thank all the people who wished me Happy Birthday. Lets just see how many people remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who wished me happy birthday early:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Chu Jie ( 1 week earlier), Wai Kwan ( Malaysian timing 12am), Achin ( Sunday before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who stood with me with a handphone clock and waited for 12 to shake my hand and wish me happy birthday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buvanesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who wished me happy birthday in the study room during Prakash’s birthday party:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama, Shuba, Shan, Buvanesh, Xin Yun, Arvind, Liyana, Logan, Sylas, Wawa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those that comforted me when I was sad because I thought that no one remembered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ChuJie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who bought my birthday cake:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa-Lai, Usop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who came to sing birthday song with me at 1.30am, and wish me happy birthday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usop, Wa-Lai, Jalal, Nurul, Liyana, Aina, Shamene, Shareen G, Arvind, Sudhir, Sarah SG, Rema N, Christopher ST, Shan, Ji Ho, Mynn Dee, Prakash, Punitha, Dharmma, Ganesh, Prasad M, Yem, Wak Pushkin( sry if I forgot more people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who left before I fed them cake can I had to go to their room to feed them, but found them sleeping (pretending?), so I woke them up to pop a small piece of cake in their mouth:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa-Lai ( LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who got me presents&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Christopher ST (cigarette – which I didn’t smoke), Mynn Dee &amp;amp; Natassia ( candles and the stand), Sarah SG (eyeshadow), Rema N (necklace), Prasad M (Nuts choc bar), Wa-Lai ( rose!), Shareen, Aina, Nurul, Inas, Shamene and Loshini ( very beautiful candle stand!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who I offered cake to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn, Kok Boon, Yem, Wak Pushkin, and the two very quiet girls from Ipoh I dunno how to spell ur names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who wished me happy birthday in the corridors@ in the room@ in the kitchen:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason, Loshini, Nicholas, Yeng Fai, Kok Boon, Davinna, Evelyn, Siu Zhen, Salihah, Hasnah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who wished me happy birthday in class:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 7 and 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who wished me happy birthday online:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChuJie, Darryl and Lynn Li, Matthew, Nimalan D, Benjamin C, Christopher ST and a few other ppl I forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who went with me for dinner at MooMoo, sang birthday song VERY LOUDLY, and took silly pictures with the cow statue, and then went to the river side to hang out in the middle of the night, taking pictures but then the couple making out thought that we were taking pictures of them:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah SG, Rema N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who wished a belated birthday wish:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty LC ( she was busy the day before), Wai Kheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who called to wish me happy birthday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, Jujubes, Steffie, Girish, Wak Kahov, Aunty LC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who wished me happy birthday via SMS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChuJie, WaiKwan, Kok Boon, Davinna, Dieya, Lili, Prasad M, Ika, Yun Ying, Badd, Christopher ST, Sarah SG, Mom, Ooi BW, Dad, Jujubes, Stef, Girish, Bessha, Ram, Jia Yee, Achin, Andrew K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who told me to do something crazy since I’m 18 now:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher ST (to smoke @ get drunk), ChuJie (kiss a policeman), Girish (get drunk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… and to everyone else that I forgot to list above, or forgot or didn’t get a chance to wish me, or everyone that I’ve known in school, and anywhere else, that made my 18th birthday a bomb, I LOVE YOU, and may God bless you forever and ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-5522636153759920518?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5522636153759920518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=5522636153759920518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5522636153759920518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/5522636153759920518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-you-guess-what-im-18-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-1770650780367133044</id><published>2007-05-12T15:24:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T15:26:35.376+04:00</updated><title type='text'>God is GREAT!</title><content type='html'>Did I mention that God is great?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I lost my Gen Chem book two weeks ago, and then yesterday night Prakash brings it to the room, gives it to Punitha, saying that it’s some Chinese boy’s book that was good to copy from. She didn’t even ask for the book. So I got my book back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night also, after church choir practice, I went to Alyssa’s room and was practicing harmonizing and stuff, then Andrew comes in, sees Alyssa’s Prison Break CD’s, then says “ I have someone’s Prison Break CD”. Lucky yes, because Andrew just chose that time to say it  ( under normal circumstances he doesn’t talk to me). Bessha just to let you know, I did misplace that CD in Andrew’s pile of DVDs, but I have it back now!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I get to sing on stage on Sunday for the church choir. :) Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what I’m Moscow for. Sends me to a place so far from home with a scholarship, then after that gets me to know God more, and have a bomb at the same time. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leg has pins and needles right now so, see ya! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-1770650780367133044?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1770650780367133044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=1770650780367133044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1770650780367133044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/1770650780367133044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/05/god-is-great.html' title='God is GREAT!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-6031890329495524300</id><published>2007-04-21T17:37:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:04:37.024+04:00</updated><title type='text'>First one of these tag things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 1: ON THE OUTSIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Name: Leong May Shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Birth Date: 8th May 1989 ( Sneaky Slithering Snake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Status: Single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour: dark brown, definitely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hair Colour: Black originally, but dyed reddish brown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 2: ON THE INSIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Heritage: Chinese ( but not Chinky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Fears: Insects, eww. Rejection. Losing teeth. Death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Weaknesses: Chocolate. Sappy love movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Perfect Pizza: Pepperoni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My First Thoughts Waking Up: Crap, why is it so cold, and class again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Bedtime: Like 5 am, when there's anatomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Most Missed Memory: primary and secondary school! NavYouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 4: MY PICK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke: COKE FOREVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: McD's nugget's rock the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Single or Group Dates: Group I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adidas or Nike: Nike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tea or Nestea: Tea. Russians love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: What kind of question is that? CHOC DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: Cappuccino. Did you know that a good cuppa is when the foam can hold up a plastic stirrer? My momma taught me that. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 5: DO YOU...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smoke: No. And if you do, you're a LOSER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Curse: When very pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a Shower: Only when it's warm. LOL. Everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a Crush: Yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go To School: No. I GO TO UNIVERSITY!!! Sechenov's MMA rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Want To Get Married: Definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Believe In Yourself: I believe I can fly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think Your A Health Freak: Sometimes I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 6: IN THE PAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drank Alcohol: Yes, tried wine, beer ( under parents supervision) and some vodka, which I tell you tastes HORRIBLE. It's like bitter la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gone To The Mall: Of course! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been On Stage: Yes! And my proudest moment is on stage! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eaten sushi : yes! Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dyed Your Hair: Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 7: HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Played A Stripping Game: Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In: Haven't we all?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 8: AGE YOU'RE HOPING...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Be Married: erm.. 28? Not more than 30. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 9: IN AN OPPOSITE SEX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Eye Colour: Like mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Hair Colour : Like mine. or close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Short Hair or Long Hair: Like longish. Not crew cut. Not like till shoulder. Whateverla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 10: WHAT WERE YOU DOING...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Minute Ago: Doing this.&lt;br /&gt;Hour Ago: watching Forrest Gump. (AGAIN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.5 Hours Ago: Eating a very yummy chicken sandwich my roommate made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Month Ago: Probably studying for Anatomy. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 11: FINISH THE SENTENCES...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love: to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel: like I wasted a whole week doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate: Sudhir when he comes and borrows my stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hide: the weed when people come into my room ( JK!! ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss: mom, dad, jujubes, Bessha, ahma, Steffie, Benji, JiaYee, Kwan, Junny, Lynn, CJ etc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need: some love, baby! and to lose some weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAYER 12: TAG 4 PEOPLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) CJ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Bessha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Junny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Lik Wei ( if you even have a blog which you forgot the address to.. HAHAR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-6031890329495524300?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6031890329495524300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=6031890329495524300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6031890329495524300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/6031890329495524300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-one-of-these-tag-things.html' title='First one of these tag things!'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4316026361770628527</id><published>2007-04-21T17:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:16:11.053+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted Week! (@ Happy Birthday, ADOLF HITLER!)</title><content type='html'>I tell you, these Russian and their love for beating people up. Okay, so I don’t mean ALL Russian, but those NEO-NAZI’s or skinheads like to beat people up, especially when Hitler’s birthday comes around every year. 20th April marks the day that the German Charlie Chaplin look-alike who burnt books was born. Still, how many years has he been dead now, those skinheads still love to kill people. I mean, I wouldn’t like people celebrate my birthday by killing innocent foreigners and Russians alike. IDIOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, the 8th of May in Russia will always be a HOLIDAY, due to the fact that it’s VICTORY DAY here!! ;) WOOOOOOOHOOOO! Someone will be turning 18 soon, finally! ( I know I’ll regret using the word FINALLY some 20 years from now, assuming I live that long.) It seems as if I’m left behind, because all my uni mates are like in their 20’s already, and I’ve not even hit the big two-zero. No problem, now that I’m partially ‘of age’ (of age = 21 right?), I can… hmm…..think of absolutely NOTHING that I would do differently now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please tell me, according to Malaysian Law, what am I legally allowed to do now? And if I break any laws, am I fully liable for myself? :P Haha. No flopping up now, people, because last time it would fall under ‘Mahkamah Juvana’ ( Juvenile Court). What’s the max age for a juvenile, 18 or 21? What so special about the numbers 18 and 21, that they would choose those numbers to determine whether you would be a grown up or not? It is because by 18, we’ve fully matured biologically?! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH yes, let me return to the title here, kinda got carried away. This past week has been pretty interesting since I didn’t do ANYTHING productive. Yay to me. ‘Twas the hols because it would be dangerous to go walking outside, since ze congretation of ze skin’eads would be ‘eld in ze city of Moscow! ( Harry Potter book coming out soon, anyone? ) And I dunno if I have personally seen a skinhead, but apparently they’re the kind of people who have skinheads (duh), and piercings all over, also they are a big fan of leather, in which their jackets, pants and high boots are made of. The Indian community won’t be pleased, the cow is a sacred animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blockmate did mention some news about us Sechenovites being contained inside our hostels appearing on CNN, if so, I think my daddy would’ve known about it, but please do verify it for me, go to &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/&lt;/a&gt; and search for something under ‘I.M Sechenov’s MMA’, ‘Moscow universities’, or ‘Hitler’s birthday Moscow’ or something like that la. I mean, wouldn’t it be cool to appear on CNN? My anatomy teacher with her very weird vocab usage said, ‘you be defended inside your hostel’... As if like there was a whole troop of security guards with guns or something, ready to shoot down the mob of skinheads purposely targeting Pushkin Hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since my iPod nano’s hold button is officially screwed up, and the battery life has already been reduced to a quarter of original capacity, I think it would be a good time to buy an iPod! Treating myself to a birthday present. ;) But then I’ll wait till I go back to Malaysia, since it’s a lot cheaper there. It’s about RM 200 more expensive over here! And there isn’t enough money inside my account to pay for it. Maybe I’ll get mum to use her credit card, so she can accumulate more of those credit card points, and then I’ll pay her back. OOOH, but have you seen the new Red coloured iPod nano? It’s like wicked right? And you know I love red!!! WAHHH.. but I think after a while you’ll just get sick of the red colour. Erm, but one thing, does anyone know if there will be any kind of new iPod’s coming out soon? I mean, I remember Victor was telling me that he got an iPod, and then a few months later the 5th Generation iPod’s came out. I mean, that sucks right, he could’ve just waited for a few months more and then gotten the newer version. But by the way, I really wanted to get the iPhone ( out in June), but the thing is that the sim card is inside the phone, and it only works with Cingular mobile in America, and by the time it probably works in Malaysia, it would be so many years from now, and I can’t wait that LONG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, a reminder to start mailing your presents now! :) Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH&gt;. i found it.. &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/europe/04/19/moscow.hitler.ap/index.html"&gt;http://edition.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/europe/04/19/moscow.hitler.ap/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12931579-4316026361770628527?l=mayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4316026361770628527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12931579&amp;postID=4316026361770628527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4316026361770628527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12931579/posts/default/4316026361770628527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayshi.blogspot.com/2007/04/wasted-week-happy-birthday-adolf-hitler.html' title='Wasted Week! (@ Happy Birthday, ADOLF HITLER!)'/><author><name>-mayshi-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cB2cRPWbICY/R7wTwDb2qCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wod65g2Wz4U/S220/13122007554.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931579.post-4284243929089735982</id><published>2007-03-14T22:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:56:59.900+03:00</updated><title type='text'>where are the reporters?</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, really long time no post right?  I’ve actually typed out the stuff, just didn’t go online to post it. Yeah, I’ve been a good girl, limiting laptop time, hence no blog posting. Right, so now after today’s mock anatomy control, I am finally take the chance to go online. Or I think I never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you people got your SPM results recently!! Doesn’t ANYONE want to tell me what they got for exams? I mean like I messaged Benji, and he doesn’t want to tell me what he got. And what am I supposed to do? Like force it out of you? I mean, I REALLY wanna know. Does anyone know how DJ did for SPM? What’s the max number of A’s in our school? Someone please TELL ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s also spring time here now in Russia. The snow is almost all gone, leaving only very deep puddles of water. But wearing black pants meaning that ignorance is bliss. Less laundry time too. Classes have been fine so far, and according to people’s calculation, there’s less than 100 days till the summer holidays start, not like I’m counting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hostels hostels. Like for next semester, we will be shifting out of Pushkin and moving to either Kahov or Spartiv. And apparently the malay JPA girls already submitted their names to go to Kahov, because the boy JPA students are there. ( like DUH) But me on the other hand, am conflicted because I really want to follow the private students, and where they’re going. They could be going to e
